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Chapter 361 Thanks (Thanks to the Super Silver League Ksg, Magic Feather)

"Okay, Albert is in the room." Allen smiled, staring at Penelo intently.

Penelo smiled brightly and entered the tent first.

"Hi, Penelo." Daisy rubbed her shoulders and walked downstairs, her voice trembling slightly.

"Hi Daisy, what's wrong with you?" Penelo turned his head and glanced upstairs.

"Her massage skills are so bad than you." Daisy's mouthless, Penelo's eyes fell to Allen's door.

"Oh?" Penelo glanced at Allen jokingly.

Allen touched his nose uncomfortable.

"It feels like she is asking me. I really want to recruit, but I don't know what to recruit." Daisy didn't notice the lawsuit between the two.

Penelo couldn't help laughing.

"Penello?" Albert walked out of the room and heard Penelo's voice.

"Abert, after all Auror's efforts overnight, all the injured were properly treated. Except for the troublemakers who needed to be sent to the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital, the others were taken to the Ministry of Magic waiting for interrogation. As for those Muggles who received the injury last night, the curse of Forgetfulness was already imposed after treatment." Penelo introduced the situation to Albert simply and neatly.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Albert nodded, and saw in surprise that Penelo's face suddenly appeared on his face opposite, and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Is there anything else?"

Penelo gently tilted the broken hair in front of his forehead and smiled: "A wizard who made trouble had escaped the pursuit, but was killed by the Muggles."

Everyone's attention was focused on Penelo, which was simply incredible.

"A witness saw that in the woods, a short but very strong bald black wizard with tattoos ran into a Muggle while running after escaping. He wanted to torture Muggle, but was so proud that the iron sandalwood wand in his hand accidentally came out, and was snatched into his hand by the Muggle." Penelo leaned on the armchair behind him, raised his eyebrows, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"He actually lost his wand?" Daisy asked in surprise.

"He is not the only one. I heard that Ron from the Weasley family also lost his wand and has not been retrieved yet." Albert smiled.

"Everything can happen in chaos." Penelo shrugged, "You can't imagine that it's still behind. The black wizard used the hardest iron sandalwood wand, and it was very sharp. The muggle used the wand as a dagger and stabbed it straight into the abdomen of the black wizard and pulled it out. His intestines were even dragged out, scattered on the ground, and blood was flowing everywhere."

Penelo's face showed undisguised mockery and happiness, "The trees in the forest were full of his bloody handprints, perhaps because he wanted to take back his wand to heal himself. Obviously, he had not achieved his goal and had struggled for a long time and died. It was so pitiful."

"Oh, Mr. Malfoy wouldn't be very happy to hear this." Penelo thought of Malfoy whom he had just met at the door of the tent. "The dark wizard happened to have the same name as Draco."

"Albert, Lunn, it's time for us to go to the Ministry of Magic." Mr. Harris walked out of the study, and although he didn't sleep all night, he looked very good.

"After arresting so many people, we have to be tried one by one, we may have to work overtime in the ministry these days, and we don't have to prepare food for us. Alan, maybe soon, you will get the second-level Merlin Medal."

Mr. Harris looked at Allen, "You transported the wounded in the battle so that they could be treated in time. Furge decided to win you the second-class Merlin medal. The Bulgarian minister fell to Fuge's knees and he was very happy."

Mr. Harris looked at Allen with a smile, and Allen immediately understood what the real reason for getting the medal was.

Mr. Harris hugged his wife, and at this time, a knock on the door rang.

Alan opened the door and couldn't move his eyes away. Outside the door was an extremely beautiful girl, with her long, shiny silver hair like a waterfall hanging to her waist. She had big blue eyes and white and neat teeth.

"Is this Mr. Harris's tent?" The beautiful girl's voice was slightly hoarse, and she spoke English with a little French accent.

Allen immediately came to his senses. Why are the beautiful girls coming today looking for Albert?

"Have Penelo been here?" asked an Auror with a tan-faced face.

"Hello, Dartanian, long time no see." Allen recognized the identity of the Auror and hurriedly said hello first, "Penello is inside. Are you here to find her? Please come in quickly."

With Dartanian's introduction, everyone finally understood that this amazingly beautiful girl was called Furong Delacure, who came to thank Penelo specifically.

The elderly witch that Penelo used "harm transfer" to rescue last night was Furong's grandmother.

Furong rushed over with Penelo's unimaginable enthusiasm and kissed two on each side of Penelo's cheek.

Penelo looked like he was frightened, which made Allen laugh out loud.

Furong immediately turned to look at him, "Ah, and you guys, I've helped."

Furong walked to Allen, raised her head and kissed him. Then, everyone present received her thanks.

Allen noticed that Albert's ears turned red as the hibiscus approached.

Albert's feelings were very complicated at this time. He had never had a girlfriend, but he had never felt this way. He felt like his face was on fire. If heat came out of his ears, he would not feel strange at all.

Almost everyone present received a sweet kiss from this charming girl.

Mr. Harris rubbed his waist, which was pinched by Mrs. Harris, and shouted to Albert and Lun to leave.

Penelo seemed a little unable to withstand the enthusiasm of the Frenchman, and he hurriedly said goodbye, saying that they had many things to be busy with.

The tent quickly returned to quiet. Alan found Hermione sitting alone at the dining table, constantly fiddling with the food on the plate with a fork, but not taking a bite.

"Hermione, you don't seem very happy." Allen walked to Hermione and sat down.

"I just realized that my massage was bad." Hermione looked a little sad.

"Well... how about ordering something delicious? What do you want to eat?" Allen suggested.
Chapter completed!
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