One hundred and thirteen chapters snoring one after another
This fat Scottish round-faced chicken in Carter Manor is called Al. He looked at the Garfield he knew and greeted him enthusiastically: "Long time no see, round-faced"
The Scottish round-faced fat chicken Al looked unhappy as if Garfield owed him money: "Goooooooooooooooooooooooo much..."
Garfield, a fat Scottish chicken with a round face, didn't understand: "Are you saying that I never updated my books on time before?"
Al shook his head and pointed at the letter with his paw: "Gu Gu Gu Gu..."
It turns out that it is difficult to send a letter to myself.
Garfield explained: "It's not my fault. It's normal that you can't find me when I'm not on earth. Don't tell me that you've flown half of the earth."
Al, the fat Scottish cock with a round face, looked at Garfield with a disgusted look on his face: "Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo According
What a lot of words
Garfield is open-minded and considers himself to be virtuous: "I heard that you Scottish people with round faces and fat chickens are good at making soup."
As a messenger in the wizarding world, the Scottish round-faced chubby chicken has a much smarter IQ than his counterparts in the ordinary human world. Al completely understood what Garfield meant and dropped the letter without saying a word and flew back to his nest.
Hum
╭(╯^╰)╮
You fly fast
Garfield lowered his head and looked at the letter carefully. The envelope was new, using the official envelope of your local Ministry of Magic. The ink did not take long to dry, but he wondered who had found him so quickly.
After careful observation and confirmation that there was no black magic or curse, Garfield opened the Faith.
Take out the letter
"Hello, His Majesty King Garfield I, welcome you home. On behalf of the Ministry of Magic and Foreign Affairs, I hope to establish long-term and stable diplomatic relations with you. I hope you will have the opportunity to send personnel or come to the British Ministry of Magic in person for detailed discussions.
.——Minister of Foreign Affairs Aberforth Dumbledore"
Old bee?
Minister of Foreign Affairs?
After all, he is the head of a department. Old Bee is really gifted with extraneous means. Old Bee, it seems that I am a little too familiar with him. It will be difficult for him to get the maximum diplomatic benefits for himself.
I still don't want to talk to him, and I kind of hope that the local Ministry of Magic can replace it with an old gentleman who is more pure and honest.
Besides, going to meet Old Bee is probably mainly about Grindelwald, and I feel a little embarrassed because Garfield himself made the mistake.
Thinking about how Dumbledore had traveled thousands of miles to the United States in the past few years and chased away many peepers, this friendship still needs to be repaid.
Let’s make some time
Now
Opening his magic pocket and pouring out all the ill-gotten gains, he used a set of cat claw gold smelting magic that he became more and more proficient in, and worked hard for a few days to complete it.
Garfield was so tired that he returned to Peggy's room in Carter Manor. He formed an orange ball in a familiar place and fell asleep.
Huhuhu
zzz
Even purring sounds come and go
Start hearing snoring
The old servants of Carter Manor all looked suspicious.
"It seems like I heard the magical orange cat purring again"
"Impossible. I haven't seen it for seven years."
"Yes, Bao Buqi has already become fertilizer for the flowers and plants outside."
"It feels wrong"
"What?"
"Look Carl is coming"
As Garfield's first knight, Carl, the oldest hound in the Carter Manor, has a transcendent status, higher than that of ordinary servants.
Carl is already more than ten years old, which is seventy or eighty years old according to the age of a dog. His hair and face are old, but his eyes are still shining with an inexplicable light.
Carl's nose sniffed, and it smelled the smell of a fresh king, and it came back.
Karl looked up at the stairs. This height was a bit difficult for him, but it was still within his capabilities.
Woof woof woof
Karl shouted a few times to cheer himself up: "Come on Karl, His Majesty the King is back. As a knight, we must reach His Majesty's side as soon as possible.
Karl climbed up hard, and the servants at home looked at him sideways.
"Oh my God"
"What is Karl going to do?"
"You are such a senior, what should you do if you fall?"
"Stop looking, go tell the housekeeper and the master, you two should keep an eye on yourself"
The oldest servant in the Carter Manor gave an order to his companion. No one would think so much at this time. If something happened to Carl, they would not be able to bear the responsibility.
With the help of two servants, Carl walked to the door of Peggy's room, and even and powerful snores came one after another.
Carl scratched the door excitedly. The servant understood what Carl meant and opened Peggy's door. Following the snoring sound, they found an orange dumpling on Peggy's bed.
Carl excitedly walked to the bedside. He originally planned to wake up Garfield by barking twice, but Carl then thought that as a knight, he shouldn't do this, so he chose to guard.
Jumping on the bed, Karl looked at his sleeping king and squatted aside silently.
The two servants have worked at the Carter Manor for many years. Garfield and the others have met each other, and now after seven years, they have met again the orange cat that both the master and the little master Peggy have missed.
"Oh my god, it's that orange cat"
"Miss Peggy and Master have been talking about it for seven years"
"I actually came back"
"It's incredible"
The voices of the two were very low, but Karl, as a hunting dog, still heard it. He glared at the two servants and told them to shut up.
The servants understood what Karl meant and shut their mouths obediently.
Not long after, the housekeeper and old James Carter also walked in. Listening to the familiar yet unfamiliar snoring, they saw the orange dumpling. Old James Carter's eyes were a little moist.
"You're back, I thought I couldn't wait until the day I see you again, Garfield"
Old James Carter told the butler: "Go and notify Peggy to come home, and then buy food for twenty people, with more meat, and let the chef prepare it for the banquet when he wakes up."
As the housekeeper of the Carter Manor, he was naturally an insider of important family secrets. Old James Carter had already told him what was different about Garfield. He understood his master's intention and nodded in response: "Yes, master." He turned around and took the two bewildered servants away.
Leave the room, go and tell your subordinates to handle the matter immediately.
As a butler of a long-established British aristocracy, he does things quickly, efficiently and orderly.
Old James Carter didn't have to worry about anything going wrong. He suppressed his excitement and silently walked to the sofa in the room to wait with Carl for Garfield to wake up.
The sun moves from east to west
The moon rises quietly
Peggy was hurriedly taken home. She didn't know why at first, but when she heard Garfield's snoring, she suddenly understood.
The magical talking orange cat who accompanied me suddenly and suddenly disappeared is back!
He pushed them away excitedly, said hello to his grandfather, ignored Karl's strange eyes and hugged Garfield, who was still sleeping.
Rub rub rub rub
She squinted her eyes and looked at the big girl Paige, who was still holding her in her arms: "Oooh, Paige, please be gentle, I'm going to suffocate."
