All things are three at Hogwarts

However, this joyful and peaceful time lasted just one night.

The next day, Rowena Ravenclaw felt gastrointestinal discomfort, and her stomach felt like a knife. She rushed back and forth between the bed and the toilet located on the branch of the big oak tree several times, and Ravenclaw could only My legs felt limp and powerless, and my mouth felt dry, as if it was stuffed with cotton. Her hair was disheveled on her shoulders, her clothes were loosely covering her body, and she sat on the bed with a pale face, but when Allen got up, she pretended to be nonchalant.

"When will we set off?" Allen asked when he saw Rowena didn't seem to have washed up yet.

"Well... I think we can go another day. I still have some things I haven't finished today." Ravenclaw said calmly, flipping through a thick magic book next to the bed, as if he was really devoted. Full attention.

Allen frowned. He noticed something was wrong with the other party. The feet that were always swinging nimbly were now placed obediently on the bed, and the hair was more messy than usual, which clearly showed the other party's embarrassment. Her slightly white lips and stiff body all told Ellen that she was not feeling well. Luna was in the same state and expression when she ate pickled lard before.

"In that case, I will borrow your tools today to practice my skills." After saying that, Allen directly set up the alchemy tools, methodically searched for the medicinal materials he needed, and then naturally called the house elf Mai. Qi went downstairs to Hufflepuff's garden to replenish the missing potion plants.

"You know." Ravenclaw noticed Allen's movements and knew the other person's plan. He no longer tried to hide it and put the book back in his hand and just watched the other person make medicine quietly.

While Allen was handling the medicinal materials, he kept talking to Rowena. Ravenclaw answered every word without showing any signs of impatience. Through conversation, Allen discovered that in this era, medicinal materials for making magic potions and attribute potions were not too scarce, but only a few big families had enough background to pass on these recipes. In addition, there are many ferocious magical creatures in the wild where these magic medicines grow, which are relatively dangerous, but obviously these are not a big problem for the four founders of Hogwarts.

A cup of hot, bubbly potion came out of the pot. Allen handed it to Ravenclaw who was sitting on the bed. The witch frowned slightly because of the smell of the potion, closed her eyes, raised her chin, and She drank the potion in one gulp, and a small amount flowed out from the corner of her mouth. However, the comfort brought by the potion flowing through her stomach made her close her eyes. Then, she put her head against Allen's shoulder who was sitting on the bed. Passing over, her face directly brushed against Allen's shoulder.

Even through his clothes, Allen could feel the warm lips on his shoulders. He tilted his head and watched as Ravenclaw's nose and mouth were wiped on his shoulders with too much force. Changed shape. After Ravenclaw wiped it clean with his clothes, he stuffed the wooden cup back to Allen, fell on the bed, pulled the quilt over him, and seemed to be planning to take advantage of the calming effect of the potion. Fall asleep.

Allen didn't move after taking the cup handed back by the other party. He just stared blankly at the stain on his shoulder.

It wasn't until the next day that Allen, who came back from going to the bathroom outside, woke up when he saw Rowena Ravenclaw, who should have recovered. She was lying on the desk chair and reading the unfinished book. A blue book to relieve boredom. It was only now that Allen realized that it was a knight novel. He had probably glanced at it a few times before putting it back on the bookcase, because Allen found that it was full of all kinds of clichéd story plots for him. …

Seeing Allen return, Ravenclaw nodded to him with satisfaction, "Your potion formula is indeed more effective than my previous formula, but let's wait until the carnival is over to see the school address. In the next few days, I don’t want to move too much.”

"Of course, the formulas for my potions are also on the parchment." Allen nodded in agreement. The other party had just recovered and it was not suitable to go out too far. However, looking at her curly hair hanging randomly on the chair, Allen couldn't help but said in a slightly complaining tone: "Your hair is much messier today than before."

"You know how to comb it?" Ravenclaw's light questioning voice came, and Allen nodded.

The horn comb next to a silver headband crown on the dressing table flew into Allen's hand. Its middle part was carved with some ravens, with two rows of teeth, one side thick and sparse, one side thin and dense. Allen I also noticed that the leaf-shaped crown with some elf style was not the later crown set with huge blue gems that could increase the wearer's wisdom. It looked like just an artistic jewelry headpiece from this era.

When he came back to his senses, Allen realized that he was holding the comb. He hesitated for a moment and understood what Ravenclaw meant. He asked politely with his eyes and got permission from the other party. He came behind the witch and stroked the comb with one hand. Vinclaw's hair spread all over the back of the armchair, and then he carefully cleaned it with a wandless technique, then held the comb in his other hand and combed it from top to bottom in a slow motion.

Ravenclaw's eyes were still focused on the storybook, but between his eyebrows, his expression relaxed a lot because of the gentleness of Allen's movements, and then he happily picked up the cup next to him and took a sip of the juice from the cheekweed.

Allen carefully finished combing the other person's hair bit by bit, "How about it?" Allen asked softly, letting go of the witch's hair and taking a step back.

There were silver mirrors floating in front of Ravenclaw and behind her head. The witch tilted her head left and right to look at herself in the mirror. Her originally messy hair now had not a single strand hanging out, and was all combed meticulously. , even the fine hair near the neck was neatly trimmed by Allen unconsciously. Two bunches of long hair hang down on the chest, and part of the hair is separated from the two exposed ears and tied back into wavy braids. It is arranged into a beautiful arc by slight pressure, while the rest is natural. Put down, on the top of her hair, the silver headband crown with overlapping branches and leaves was fixed.

Allen looked quite satisfied at this time. He looked at his work with a slightly nostalgic look. In addition to his clothes, Ravenclaw is still more messy and casual, his expression is not serious enough, and his face is greener and younger, but in The image is very similar to the Ravenclaw that Allen has seen in his impression.

"So you like this kind of style, and you really like to be particular..." Although Ravenclaw was a little sarcastic, her expression was obviously satisfied with it. She waved her hand and made the mirror disappear, "During the carnival, you Show me all the clothes and decorations. Anyway, thermostatic spells will be temporarily installed on a large area. Even if the weather is very hot, you will not be affected. Wizards will dress themselves better. Obviously This will be more to your liking.”