[HP] Wolf and Alice

[07]

Alice has an intuition.

Her intuition told her that Remus Lupine liked her too, although he had never given her any romantic hints.

Since the last time Alice visited Lupine's apartment, they had dated several times one after another, but each time Lupine did not do anything that seemed out of line, he was always so gentlemanly and polite of.

Alice only felt as if there was a naughty kitten tickling her in her heart, which made her both excited and uneasy.After their third date, Alice confesses directly to Lupine that she is a Squib.Somewhat to her surprise, Lupine was not as surprised as James Potter had been.Although he seemed to be a little surprised at the beginning, he soon accepted the truth that is difficult for ordinary people to accept quickly.

Alice thought, maybe this is because he is also a werewolf himself.

At the same time, Alice has been unremittingly learning potion making skills from Abigail.Fortunately, even Abigail, who has always been picky, began to reluctantly praise the potion made by Alice after a few months of experience.

"This one, it would be even better if we could last a little longer."

"And this, in fact, you can add a little mint leaves, the taste will be refreshing."

"This one is already better than most of the students at Hogwarts."

……

In all fairness, Alice is still very happy to see that she has achieved something in some way.More importantly, she thought that as long as she kept in touch, she would be able to make a mature "werewolf potion" sooner or later. At that time, she would be able to help Mr. Lupine openly.

Alice didn't tell Lupin that she was learning potions, mostly because she was still worried about her own strength, and she didn't want to make Lupin happy.

For the first time on Friday, St. Mungo's got most of the therapists off work early, and Alice happened to be one of them.

Alice went home early and started preparing dinner. She guessed that her brother Henry probably wouldn't be home, so she decided to just make sandwiches for two.

Just when Alice squeezed the mayonnaise and was about to cover the last layer of bread, Mrs. Atwood rushed in from outside the door, and then with a loud "bang", the iron door of the house was locked. Closed hard.

"Mom, be gentle!" Alice couldn't help shouting out from the kitchen when she heard it, "Otherwise, you will break the door!"

Mrs. Atwood's usual character is like an iron rooster, she likes to care about even a few Turners, Alice doesn't want another iron gate broken in the house, because then they will have to spend another sum." A waste of money".

But today, Mrs. Atwood was extremely happy as if she had changed her temper. She didn't even show any dissatisfaction in the face of Alice's irritable duties.

"Oh, dear, have you started cooking yet?" Mrs. Atwood opened her mouth slightly when she saw Alice's sandwiches on the table, "but I'm afraid we won't be able to use them tonight. I plan to Go out to eat with you, change clothes quickly, Alice. If you go late, there will be no seats in high-end restaurants!"

"Going out for dinner?" Alice frowned. "Mom, it's not Christmas."

"I know, I know." Mrs. Atwood said with a smile on her face, "but I must tell you... your good days are coming soon, and something good will happen recently, and I think we may need to celebrate in advance. "

"A good thing?" Alice looked at her mother suspiciously, "What a good thing?"

"It's a long story," said Mrs. Atwood excitedly. "Do you remember Alexander Smith?"

Alice nodded, "That uncle whose family is quite rich?"

She did remember this man named Alexander Smith.Smith was one of Thomas Atwood's friends during his lifetime. Unlike Thomas, who devoted himself to studying potions, Smith was in business.Not only that, but their family's business has been booming for decades, so Smith can almost be regarded as the wealthiest friend the Atwood family has ever known.

"Yes, yes, that's him!" continued Mrs. Atwood. "Just last month his wife died."

Alice gave a faint "oh" after hearing this, "But...is this a good thing?"

Did my mother have any hatred with Mrs. Smith?

But even so, Alice doesn't think it's the right thing to gloat over other people's deaths.

"Ah, this may not be a good thing for poor Smith." Mrs. Atwood frowned, "but fortunately, our Smith finally got out of the situation of his wife's death with the help of his friends." Shadow, he is now looking for a new wife again! I introduced you to him Alice, you met him when you were a child! He also has a memory of you, after seeing your photo, he He was very satisfied. He also said, I didn’t expect you to be a beautiful big girl. Oh... my dear, don’t be so nervous, I confessed your magic power to him, and he didn’t mind at all. After all, you Your magic doesn't affect your fertility, does it?"

After speaking, Mrs. Atwood threw a photo on the dining table.I saw that the photo showed the figure of a man who was over half a century old, his body was stooped, and his hair was a little bald.Alice looked at the picture in disgust and blinked. After confirming that she had calmed down completely, she said, "Mom, you must not be serious."

"No, of course I mean it!" Mrs. Atwood seemed a little annoyed at Alice's reaction. "You should cherish this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Alice! Now there is a pure-blood rich man willing to marry you - a Squib! This is simply a pie in the sky... You are not going to tell me that you plan to reject his marriage proposal, are you?"

"Of course I'll refuse!" cried Alice angrily. "Are you crazy, mother? He's old enough to be my father!"

"Actually, he's a few years younger than your father—" retorted Mrs. Atwood, "and, don't you ever speak to your mother in that tone again—"

"That's because you're already out of your mind!" Alice glared at her, "It's absolutely impossible for me to agree, absolutely."

"you--"

Mrs. Atwood was at a loss for words for a moment. She stretched out her fingers and pointed her trembling body at Alice. Her lips quivered several times, but she still didn't say anything in the end.

Alice knew what her mother wanted to say to herself. Maybe her mother did it out of good intentions, but she was going to commit herself to a man who could almost be her father for money?Even if she's a Squib, she has dignity!

Alice doesn't remember what she did after arguing with her mother, she only remembers that she angered her mother, who was as angry as a mad lion, and Alice ran away in a panic before her mother completely lost control out of the house.

When she was actually walking on the bustling streets of London, she realized that she didn't know where she should go.

Maybe she should go to Abigail, maybe she should go to St. Mungo's.Abigail would certainly take her in, and perhaps the staff at St. Mungo's would do the same.

But inexplicably, she unknowingly came to another place that even surprised her.

She stood downstairs of Lupin's apartment, staring blankly at the empty and dark corridor, her heart pounding in her chest.

What is she doing?

Maybe my mother was right, she was crazy.If she is not crazy, why is she here at this moment?

"Knock knock knock."

In the end, Alice also stood at the door of Lupin's house, and gently knocked on the wooden door.

In the next second, the wooden door was slowly opened.Lupine's slightly haggard face also slowly emerged from the darkness.

"A...Alice?" Lupine looked surprised, "Why did you appear here? What happened?"

Alice didn't answer Lupine immediately, but took a deep breath, and looked at the slightly thin young man in front of her with piercing eyes, an inexplicable impulse surged in her heart, she wanted to Do one thing, do one thing now.

She raised her head and said in a loud voice:

"Mr. Lupine, I have come to propose to you."

"Would you like to marry me?"

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