The night before the free hunt, Eleanor quietly came to Charles' room with a clutch in his hand.
Ruby, this guy, just saw that the girl was not Semo, and he flew up very considerately and grabbed the door handle with his claws to help close the door.
"Huh..." Eleanor sat on the edge of the bed and let out a long sigh, "I haven't talked to you for a long time. I'll help me massage my head. I haven't had a good sleep recently. It's not good to take too much medicine." p>
Since the beginning of this semester, Eleanor and others have started a tense and heavy training camp. Charles is also busy with his own affairs, and the two have almost no time to talk.
Charles asked her to sit down, and sat behind her and massaged the position near her temple.
"I'll give you my own defense." Eleanor took something out of his handbag and put it on the bed. "Be careful when you go hunting. I always think this Potion Championship is not right."
Charles was shocked when he saw the black Smith Wesson M10 revolver short-barrel model and a box of bullets. He didn't expect that she had this in her hand.
He didn't ask how he came from, as a capitalist, it wouldn't be surprising even if he got the L85A1 bayonet.
"No, no, no." Charles shook his head quickly.
Eleanor whispered, "Hold it, I used it as my own defense. If there is no magic, you can use it, and maybe you can save your life."
Charles wanted to say that he already had a similar "Muggle Metal Wand", but this would involve the source. It is difficult to sell people from certain organizations these days, so he shut up.
Eleanor continued: "This is what my family prepared for me, reduced a little gunpowder, and the recoil is not large. Just turn on the insurance and aim it at the target and keep pulling the trigger."
Charles thought about it, then put away the gun and said, "Thank you, I hope I can't use it."
"It's best not to use it." Eleanor thought so.
"I'll ask you." Her voice sounded like a smirk, "Do you like the silver-haired girl in Boothbaton? I saw you very late the night before yesterday and it seemed that they were the same last night.
Ah."
"And that Chinese girl with big eyes, she is very enthusiastic every time she sees you."
Charles was speechless about her gossip. After thinking about it, he asked, "Why, are you jealous?"
Eleanor burst into laughter after hearing this.
"Charles," she suddenly became serious after laughing, "We are suitable for being friends, good friends, and excellent friends are also OK, but not suitable for a long life together."
Charles didn't expect what she would say suddenly and asked curiously: "Why is this?"
Eleanor said calmly: "I can see that Dumbledore changed after Harry Potter's admission. The room at the end of the corridor that students could not go to, if he hadn't said it before, he would have gone to.
I don't think any student can open the lock."
"I can see that I should know something, otherwise I wouldn't have called Fenigan to follow Potter on Halloween Eve and didn't know where to go. At that time, I almost frightened when I found out that you were not in the guild lounge.
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"But, you've been doing your own things, deliberately keeping a distance from what Porter and they are doing. They ask you for help and find clues about Nicole Lemay, you've never helped you, and you and Porter,
Hermione's good relationship over the years is very conflicting."
"I vaguely feel that your wisdom does not act like a child of the same age, or even like my father and uncle, but like my grandfather and grandfather. They usually look very ordinary, and at critical moments.
Very experienced."
"I am ambitious. You have enough potential to generate ambition, and sooner or later you will be the same type of people. The other half we need is a harbor that can give our souls a rest.
"You should understand what I mean?"
After listening to it, Charles said calmly: "I understand what you mean. It's just that I'm focusing on my studies now, so there's no hurry to do this."
He admired Eleanor's observation and thinking ability more and more, and he could actually infer that something was happening between Dumbledore and Harry.
As for what she said later, Charles didn't think much about it. Just understand what she meant, no matter whether the reason was what she said or whether their capitalist family had their own rules.
"Your shoulders are so stiff, and so are your back." Charles changed the topic, "You lie down and I'll give you a massage."
Eleanor put the bag aside and asked with a smile: "Do you have lavender essential oil or rose essential oil?"
Charles replied: "I have rosemary."
Rosemary is excellent for barbecue.
Eleanor punched him, then took out a bottle of lavender essential oil from his handbag, and asked curiously: "Where did you learn your massage?"
Charles calmly replied: "When I rented a videotape, my boss took the wrong massage to teach me."
He didn't know how he understood regular massage, probably he learned it in his previous life.
Eleanor was indeed very tired. Whether it was a stiff body or a spirit, he fell asleep after relaxing a little, making a soft snoring.
When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. She was lying on the bed in her bedroom. She felt that she couldn't say anything relaxed, just like the huge rocks pressing on her shoulders in the past disappeared overnight.
Eleanor lay quietly, recalling what happened last night, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend slightly.
At this time, the free hunting competition had begun, Charles and others had set out, everyone left the Wagadu Magic School and entered the Moon Mountains.
At the same time, in the tropical rainforest to the west, a poaching gang of ordinary people is approaching a stream against the wind.
They just saw a lot of gnawed fruit floating on the stream, and they judged that this area had a silver-backed gorilla life.
Suddenly, the silver-backed gorilla screamed like a panting scream from the front, and the experienced poacher immediately stopped. This was the silver-backed gorilla that encountered the enemy.
Their enemies may be leopards, other silver-backed gorillas, and more likely poachers to accompany them.
It was like pressing the pause button, the roar of the silver-backed gorilla suddenly disappeared, and the poachers frowned. This situation had never been seen before.
In less than half a minute, they smelled something strange in the air.
In the blink of an eye, the poachers all grabbed their throats and fell to the ground, losing their lives.
By the stream, an animal with leopard prints was gnawing on a silver-backed gorilla.
The animal looks like a female lion, as big as a male lion, with black spikes on her body, and her tail is half broken like a lion.
It was almost evening after it had eaten. After drinking water by the stream, it looked up and looked at the heat, and then walked towards the east.