[Comprehensive British and American] How agents solve the single problem

15

For the next few days, Merlin temporarily settled in the headquarters.

After having a good conversation with Phoebe, the persevering girl finally made a compromise: she slept obediently in the bedroom, while Merlin slept in the study in the suite. Generally speaking, everything was fine, except for one thing.

"Merlin?"

Just like now.

The girl's soft voice sounded at the door of the study, and Merlin woke up from his sleep, before he even had time to open his eyes to check the time.

"—Merlin!"

In the next second, Phoebe jumped straight onto Merlin.

Merlin: "..."

This is to kill him!

Phoebe sat on Merlin's stomach with perfect precision, and it really felt like a strong man had punched him viciously.And Phoebe, maintaining a straddling posture, tugged at the skirt of Merlin's pajamas with her soft hands: "Get up, Merlin!"

It should be a happy thing for a beautiful girl to lie on top of you and wake you up, but the premise is that she didn't try to murder you by borrowing the inertia of the object and her own weight.

Merlin pulled Phoebe off his body and was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It can't be done anymore."

He said helplessly that in the past, the white cat really liked to grab Merlin's chest and call him to get up to eat, but now Phoebe is not a cat.

"You're too heavy, girl."

Phoebe's eyes widened as if hearing some ghost story: "I'm not an orange cat?!"

Merlin: "..."

He laughed out loud, what kind of logic is this, racial discrimination among cats?

Phoebe, on the other hand, had a chaotic expression on her face, and asked in disbelief, "Merlin thinks I'm fat?"

It seems that not only women who are born human are obsessed with weight, but also girls who become human halfway.

"From a cat to a human," Merlin couldn't laugh or cry, "Of course you are heavier than before, girl, but that doesn't mean you are fat."

That's more or less, Phoebe breathed a sigh of relief.

She relaxed and couldn't help thinking: "I don't want to be like Garfield next door."

Merlin thought about it seriously, and realized that the "next door" in Phoebe's mouth was referring to another cat owner in the community where his apartment was located. It is said that the wife has been worried about the weight of her Exotic cat for a long time.

"Don't worry," Merlin said. "As a human being, you need to gain weight, Phoebe."

In fact, Phoebe's body fat percentage is lower than normal, and Merlin can hold her ankle with one hand.

Thinking of this, Merlin glanced at Phoebe's calves. The girl sat on the bed, her slender legs were bare/exposed, from the calves to the thighs, the smooth and white skin appeared in front of him defenselessly. .

Merlin withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and didn't forget to help Phoebe tug down the hem of her nightgown.

Phoebe: "Huh?"

Merlin: "What's for breakfast?"

Phoebe smiled when she heard the words: "Paddington said I could eat with him."

Merlin raised an eyebrow.

Phoebe is bolder now that she's made new friends.Living in the manor above the headquarters, she had started pulling Paddington around instead of sticking to Merlin all the time.

But at least with Paddington's help, Phoebe's expressive skills have also improved.

It's not that the girl can't speak English, she just doesn't want to speak well. Phoebe's point is, why use a sentence when it can be explained clearly in one word.

The little bear who was picked up was kind and patient, and would constantly correct Phoebe's grammatical errors and omissions. The effect was outstanding in just a few days, and Phoebe was finally willing to speak complete sentences.

Like now, the girl leaned forward: "Merlin, would you like me to bring back a sandwich?"

The speed of speech is still very slow, but it is already decent.

"Thank you," Merlin laughed, "but no, I'll take care of it myself. Where's your...study progress?"

""little Prince"!"

Phoebe answered enthusiastically.

"Roxy said it was fitting."

It seems that recently it was a reading course, which is not bad.

"Go," Merlin patted Phoebe on the back of the neck encouragingly, "I'll take you to find Harry on Savile Row at noon."

"it is good."

Now Phoebe is no more free than Merlin, Arthur needs to sit on Savile Row, Harry is in charge of her etiquette courses, and Phoebe has to be sent there in person.

Luckily, Phoebe wasn't averse to learning about it.

On the contrary, she was very willing to meet more people. Hearing Merlin's words, the girl nodded obediently, and then raised her hands towards Merlin.

She gave him a hug, and Phoebe pressed her cheek against Merlin's. She couldn't help but rubbed against the side of Merlin's neck, and then took the opportunity to kiss him good morning.

That was very fast, the soft touch was fleeting, and Merlin was startled, but before he could react, Phoebe had already jumped out of the bed and ran away with a smile on her face.

this girl.

He shook his head resignedly.

After such tossing, most of the remaining drowsiness dissipated.Merlin finally had a chance to check the time.

Seven o'clock in the morning is about the same as the white cat's schedule.

He rolled out of bed, made coffee, and checked his mail and messages.Merlin's plan was perfect - take care of the logistics in the morning, take Phoebe to lunch at noon, take her to Savile Row in the afternoon, and report to Harry on the way.

If the plan goes well and there are no emergencies, he can take a short rest at night.

However, in Merlin's work experience, his plans never went well.

Before noon, Harry called, saying that a wizard from Savile Row had come to check on Phoebe.

At first, Merlin thought it was Sirius Black, but after entering the reception room on the second floor of the store, there was a strange witch standing there.

Blonde, tall and tall, dressed in white, looks a little weird.

Having seen Professor McGonagall in a black robe, Merlin was not surprised.The witch smiled politely after seeing Merlin, and she stretched out her right hand: "Millicent, Professor McGonagall sent me—oh, you must be Phoebe."

Her eyes fell on Merlin's back.

The witch's eyes met Phoebe's, and the girl shuddered, took a step back, and hid behind Merlin.

Merlin: "..."

He also thinks that living in the Kings/man headquarters and making new friends can slightly improve Phoebe's fear of wizards, which seems to be overthinking.

"I'm sorry," he said to the witch apologetically, "but she's a little afraid of your wands."

"Ah, Professor McGonagall explained it to me."

As she said that, the blond witch drew out her wand with a smile, and put it on the table in the reception room in front of Phoebe.

"I'm not going to use it except for a health check, what do you think, Phoebe?"

"Wow."

Phoebe's only response was to tug on Merlin's trouser loops at the back.

Merlin sighed.

Before he could speak, the witch stretched out her hand to stop Merlin: "It's okay! Then let's hurry up and don't embarrass her."

Under her kind understanding, Merlin felt that Phoebe's behavior was inappropriate.

Of course, he wouldn't force Phoebe either, the man just turned around and comforted in a low voice: "If you cooperate earlier, you can finish the inspection sooner. I'll stay here with you, how about it?"

Phoebe certainly understood the value of quick fixes.

But she was really scared, and Merlin had never seen Phoebe so scared.The girl's eyes flickered and flickered, and she didn't even dare to look up into his eyes.

Merlin had to raise his hand to gently touch Phoebe's hair: "Phoebe."

Phoebe: "Okay."

She hesitated for a moment, but finally compromised, the girl slowly walked forward from behind Merlin.

The witch Millie Center smiled in surprise.

She reached out and touched Phoebe's cheek affectionately, but Phoebe shrank a little because of this. The girl grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, as if trying to restrain her desire to turn around and flee.

"Tell me, Phoebe," Millie asked, "you haven't been feeling well lately, have you?"

"No."

"Well."

The blonde lady nodded.

"I'm going to pick up the wand and use the spell to check your body, don't hide, okay?"

"……Um."

Millie the Witch picked up the wand that was on the table, and Phoebe shuddered again when her hand touched the wand.

Merlin couldn't help but frowned.

The work of a few spells passed quickly, and Millie Center nodded with satisfaction: "She is very healthy."

But this time Merlin didn't feel relieved.

He glanced at Phoebe silently, and then re-examined the witch in front of him—Compared to Mr. Sirius Blackett, who was dressed in dark colors and was still unrestrained, Millie Center could be said to be amiable, but Phoebe wasn't very afraid of Sirius, but she was too afraid of the witch to look up.

"That's good," Merlin said calmly, "Please wait at the store, ma'am, I'll comfort Phoebe and discuss her situation with you in detail."

"no problem."

The witch didn't mind waiting, and she didn't forget to greet Phoebe kindly before she left.

As soon as the door closed, Merlin immediately grabbed Phoebe's shoulder.

He pulled the girl over, looked at her solemnly, and asked in a deep voice, "Phoebe, what's the matter?"

A sob from Phoebe answered him.

Merlin: "..."

The next moment Phoebe had already thrown herself into his arms. She hugged Merlin's waist, her whole face was buried in the man's cardigan, and she was trembling uncontrollably.

"Yes, it's her," Phoebe said, "It's her!!"