All things are three at Hogwarts

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"Alan, I'll paint it for him when I get back." Penello's voice was a little flattering. Her eyes looked at the place where Scrimgeour was lying before. There was no trace of him there now, leaving only Scrimgeour. Lin Jie's clothes and the gray powder his whole body turned into after his soul was sucked away were a bit embarrassing. In her impression, this old lion always looked very annoying, but she didn't pay too much attention to the details of his appearance.

"Rufus led the armed Aurors on strike a while ago, but there are many photos saved." Seeing Penello's thoughts, Allen comforted, "I remember that your painting skills are quite good. You will definitely not be able to follow the painting. Question, besides, we are not trying to draw more likenesses to him... we are trying to appease our own hearts..."

"Alan, now that Scrimgeour is dead, will this affect your plan... I messed up your arrangement..." Penello said relaxedly when he saw the words, but he felt that he was not helping and even made Alan replace him. She wiped her own body and compared her buttocks, but she was always worried about it.

"His life and death no longer has much impact...and this is not bad. Now Scrimgeour, the guy who has been hindering us, is gone. You will take over Albert's position in the future, and Albert will become the new Director, hold the entire Auror office in our hands." Allen leaned on the staff a little carelessly and persuaded softly, "Don't worry Penello, although you shouldn't do this, the timing is right. It happens to be quite clever...someone will jump out to prove it for us..."

Allen suddenly pressed the sensory mark on his arm: "Oh, Albert..."

Hearing that Allen had received Albert's message, the gentler his voice was, the more uncomfortable Penelo felt. She bit her lip. She originally wanted to help Harris solve the trouble, but instead created more trouble. Trouble, she clenched her hands nervously and involuntarily moved closer to Allen.

Allen shook his head and smiled at Penello with a relaxed look, and raised his tone and said briskly, "Just stop the strike. Well, it's because I just reached an agreement with Scrimgeour under the arrangement of Dumbledore and the others." Reconciliation... In addition, congratulations, Albert, you are about to be promoted to the director of the Auror Office... He voluntarily stepped down to the position of deputy director. You should go and tell your father first, I also have some things to deal with here."

After putting down his arms, Allen relaxed his expression and his tone became more relaxed.

"Albert sent news that the patrolling Aurors have stopped going on strike. It seems that Rufus has informed his men before. This is good, isn't it? I didn't tell Albert the real situation, Penello, but I still need to tell my father and Len about this matter..." Allen saw Penello approaching him nervously, and then stretched his hand to the top of her head, "They won't accuse you, I guess I Father will be very satisfied with this ending... What we don't tell Albert is... you know that the core of his wand is made of unicorn hair, but you need to tell father that they will let them know how to deal with the matter, otherwise if they really take it seriously It would be too troublesome to find out something after investigating the case... and then to deal with the aftermath.

Hearing Allen say that Owen would be happy for this, Penello's mind flashed back to the previous scene when Owen talked about Scrimgeour in front of her, and she felt a lot more at ease. However, feeling Allen's pampering, Penello reached out. He wrapped his arms around Allen's arms, put his face directly on Allen's forehead, closed his eyes and rubbed it gently with a softness that was different from his usual tough attitude.

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"By the way, as for the magic spell that I want to teach the students, they can stop them from hiding like Muggles... uh." Allen was a little tired from being rubbed.

"They have always liked the magic you taught, just like lightning." Penello said casually, but still did not open his eyes.

Seeing Penelo showing such attachment this time and feeling Penelo's warm cheek, Allen did not continue. He allowed Penelo to lean on him and remained motionless for a long time, and finally spoke softly. Said: "Penello, relax for a moment, I think of something that can be used as a gift."

When Penello heard this, she realized that she had tightened it a little too tight. She let go, and then watched Allen take out a scalpel from his belt.

Allen held the knife and aimed it at the palm of his hand skillfully. He took a deep breath in preparation... and then stopped... He put his eyes on the surprised Penello, stopped looking at his palm, and took another deep breath. A shallow cut was made quickly and gently after the breath. Allen hissed and endured the pain, raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers towards Penello.

Penello's eyes widened and she had an inference in her mind. She raised her fingers and touched the blood beads oozing out of Allen's palm with some disbelief. She tapped the blood beads lightly, put her fingers into her mouth, and felt the unique smell of blood. The smell of rust and the bright smile raised by the red lips were more dazzling than the blood.

Penello was not unfamiliar with what this was. When she first saw the blood oath between Fleur and Albert, she had imagined how many times Alan and her would form a blood oath.

"A symbol of supreme love."

Penello murmured in his heart, his vision was blurry, and he felt that his heartbeat had already accelerated, as if it was beating next to his eardrums. Her pale face gradually turned rosy, and the previous guilt and anxiety seemed to have been cleaned up by Allen, and replaced by trembling excitement and excitement.

"This is an early Christmas gift for you. It's not a reward for killing people indiscriminately..." Seeing Penello's uneasy expression, Allen warned her, fearing that she would develop bad habits.

Penello nodded quickly, but the tears in her eyes made her a little stunned and motionless.

Allen was a little anxious due to the slight pain that continued to come from his hand and the worry that the wound would heal if it took a while longer. Otherwise, he would have to come back again, so he pretended to be disappointed on his face and urged: "Penello, if you don't want to if…"

"No! Of course I do!" Penello was really anxious. She stretched out her right hand and wiped the glistening light in her eyes randomly, and was about to take the knife in Allen's hand, but the usually neat female Auror seemed to have no connection at this time. She couldn't hold the handle of the knife firmly, her fingers were trembling involuntarily, and the sharp blade kept trembling in front of her palm.

The more anxious he became, the more he trembled. He took the knife and dropped it to the ground with a clang.

"Penello, take a deep breath, I'm sorry, I should have given it to you a long time ago..." When Allen saw this, of course he knew that the female Auror was not afraid of pain like him. He was a little distressed by the other party's reaction and pointed with his unwounded finger. Scrimgeour's relics on the ground.

suddenly

The clothes of the former Auror Office Director seemed to be torn into countless small pieces by a pair of invisible hands. They circled and floated around Alan and Penello like a tornado.

Allen snapped his fingers again and turned the fragments into candles with classical carvings and began to burn. The swaying candlelight shone tenderly on Penello's face, making her heart seem to follow suit. As she swayed, the expression between her brows was as gentle as the ripples caused by the breeze blowing across the shores of the black lake.

If you don't take into account the origin of these candles, the atmosphere in Penello's room at this time is indeed a bit romantic rather than scary and twisted. But with these slightly swaying candlelight, the light and shadow were mottled on Allen's face, which finally softened Penello's fluctuating heart.

The female Auror's eyes were calm, and this time she calmly picked up the knife that fell to the ground. She held the handle of the knife, and the metal of the blade reflected Penello's red cheeks. She did not hesitate to cut a deep visible hole in her palm. From the big hole in her bones, blood began to gush out one after another as her heart beat.

Allen immediately turned his palm with a shallow wound downward, and then held Penelo's hand. She felt Allen's warmth touch her own warmth, and the blood of the two made the temperature better. , the throbbing that was also erupting vigorously in her heart, and the surging joy seemed to be engraved into her soul.

The two people interlocked their fingers, and two bright red blood beads flew up from each other's squeezing palms, entangled and merged into one in mid-air, and gradually turned into a ritual dagger.

This dagger is very exquisite. The top of the handle is like a small crown, and then there are two abstractly carved human faces. The two faces are closely in love with each other, and the mouth, eyes, and ears are all vividly carved. , below is an arc-shaped section, with many small particles of gems inlaid on it. The largest ruby ​​was inlaid in the middle of the blade, and the blood of the two of them was stored in it, making it look radiant as it circulated. The blade is also engraved with exquisite patterns, mixed with some runes with complex shapes.

After the blood oath was completed, Allen healed his shallow wound in an instant, then held Penello's hand and began to treat her. In order to avoid leaving scars, he also took out some white moss and applied it on it. Penello's eyes were all on the dagger. She held the dagger in the palm of her hand with great care. The red gem stood out against her white and delicate palm, making it even more dazzling.

"We are already so strong that we don't have to go out of our way as hard as we did in previous years. For some things, just let the people below take the normal route." Allen dissipated the candles, completely turning Scrimgeour's clothes into "Penello, you can have more contact with those students now. Although they have growing pains before entering society, most of them are very simple. The disturbances in society have limited impact on them... You can do more to make them more comfortable." What makes you happy, even if it’s training and teasing them..."