[Zhongyingmei] Small vase

When Abby actually started experimenting, she had accumulated a lot of materials on hand.

The most critical and rare hellebore is no longer a problem.In addition to what Loki gave, even Neville brought two for her.

She began to increase or decrease the amount of raw materials based on the original recipe of "Sweet Dreams", using various ingredients to "summon" Fred.

Poor Fred is still alive as a ghost.Abby is determined to forge ahead and practice bravely, and the Fred she summons is either missing arms or missing legs, and rarely a whole one.

Fred was almost driven mad by her!

Every time I make my own gizmo, I feel a strange traction on my neck, as if being pulled by a rope. This is Abby's "calling" him.His transparent head rises from the ground, passes through the floor, and when the soles of his feet hit the ground, his whole body is painted in color.

The first thing Fred was called successfully was to look around for missing arms and feet, and the second thing was to growl and chase Abby all the way from the bedroom to the living room.

Today's call seems to be different.

Fred looked at his arms, two!It grows well on the body, and then look at the lower part, yes, there are also two legs!

Tsk tsk, look at these two long legs!Abby lost one last time, and he ended up bouncing around the living room like a lame puppet!

Abby circled around him excitedly, muttering, "Successful? Did it work!"

Fred searched for a long time and found nothing wrong. He touched his face, his ears were there, and his hair was also there.But when he spread his palms, he lowered his head and howled out loud!

"Merlin's briefs! Where's my little finger!"

He held out his left hand and waved it in front of Abby.There was an empty space where the little finger should have been, not to mention how abrupt it was.

Fred's tears trickled down:

"Freddie's handsome fingers! Gone!"

If this was the first time this had happened, Abby would probably still be asking nervous questions.But now she saw Fred move his four fingers convulsively, making the movement of pulling out his heart, and she was actually relieved.

She patted her chest and comforted him in a low voice: "It should be the same as the previous few times, it fell in your laboratory. You just have to fight when you go back!"

Fred stared at her.His eyes were as big as two ping-pong balls.

The dull Abby was still excited: "I don't know how long the time limit will last this time?"

Her best record is 15 minutes, and this time it looks like a lot of fun, only one pinky finger!

Maybe it can last for half an hour!

Fred's red hair stood on end with rage.He wrinkled his nose, and jumped into the sky with a "whoosh", only a line away from the ceiling; just as Abby asked him what he wanted to do, Fred took a deep breath, and swooped down at her—

Amidst the rascal's "hahahaha" laugh, Abby is penetrated by his spirit as he emerges from behind her and makes faces at her.

Abby shivered suddenly, feeling as if she had been drenched in ice water.She grabs the pillow and throws him (though that doesn't help):

"You're looking more and more like Peeves, villain!"

Fred wiped his nose: "Don't say that, he is my little brother."

"It's a good thing you can't touch entities like Peeves, or you don't know how to torture me. Throw water balloons at me or knock over my inkwell—"

Before Abby finished speaking, her eyes widened suddenly.She watched Fred pull a small bag of biscuits out of his pocket!

Then he nuzzled at her.Abby stretched out her hand in a daze, and he put the small bag of biscuits into her palm.

Put it in—her palm!

Abby looked at the bag of cookies in disbelief, and made a high-pitched voice like a myrtle:

"Merlin, how did you do it! Aren't you, aren't you a ghost?"

"I am the king of ghosts, miss." Fred made a cavalier salute pretentiously, "I just took it with me, but I really brought it!"

After finishing speaking, he crossed his arms and rolled his eyes at her: "You are so dull, little bunny. Don't even think about it, if I can't touch the entity, how can I tinker with my new invention?"

Abby looked at him dumbfounded: "But, but you clearly passed through me just now, and you are not real..."

"It turns out that I can touch it if I want to, and I don't touch it if I don't want to. It's just so arbitrary!" He touched the little freckle on the bridge of his nose, "Okay, bunny, come and taste the little biscuits I brought you."

He sat cross-legged on the floor, grinning as if he was a living person with warmth.But the lingering cold in the room reminded her how different this person was, and how difficult it was to meet him.

The tip of Abby's nose was red, and there was a sour feeling.She moved and grabbed a piece and put it in her mouth:

"Thank you, Fred..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden "bang".This sound seemed to be bitten out of her bones, which made people's hair stand on end.Her skin felt hot, and her body became a piece of plasticine, reshaped.

She heard Fred giggling:

"You're welcome, Little Tutu. Should I call you Little Queque?"

Abby's brain swelled, and anger welled up in her heart.

That's Canary Custard Cookies!He turned her into a canary!

The 720th was fooled for the eighth time.Fred, big liar.

Abby turned into a furry mass and huddled on the floor, unable to see her feet.Fred sat in front of her, stroking her satiny fur lovingly.

"Look, I didn't know you were so fat after being a bird."

"..."

Abby didn't want to talk to him.

But Fred was always the "you leave him alone, he's getting hotter" kind of guy.He was still talking to her persistently, and with great interest:

"Little sparrow, come and listen to the sound? I heard that the sound of the canary sound is very pleasant, but unfortunately the duration of the magic biscuit we studied is too short, and people often change back before hearing the sound—— "

Speaking of which, Fred finally realized later and realized something was wrong:

"Uh... Hey, baby, why haven't you changed back yet?"

Abby couldn't help but chirped, expressing the same doubts.Canary does have a beautiful voice, smooth and clear.But she had no time for that now, and neither did Fred.

He thought hard, and suddenly showed a dazed expression.Immediately afterwards, her expression gradually became terrified:

"Oh no, no no no no! Did I put the test item I made last time into this little bag too? Oh Merlin, that's the only piece!"

"The only enhanced version of canary custard biscuits!"

Abby: "..."

With so many biscuits in the small bag, she caught the enhanced version as soon as she grabbed it, maybe it wasn't the hand of God.

Fred carefully picked her up from the floor, buried his face in her soft down, and wept bitterly:

"Oh poor boy, I'm so sorry! It was just a mistake!"

Rubbing his snot and tears suddenly stopped, replaced by a face full of intoxication: "Merlin, your fur is so soft..."

Abby was so angry that she nagged him with her beak, and he ran away with her head in her arms.

go away, go away!You rubbed your snot all over my hair!

Perhaps feeling guilty, Fred took 10 minutes to wash her down.Because it is a bird's body, Abby didn't feel anything, just closed her eyes and enjoyed it; but when he proposed the idea of ​​"help her brush her body with a toothbrush", she opened her eyes "ooh" and said " Chirp, chirp, chirp."

Please take pity on the delicate canary!

Fred sat on the floor and whispered to her:

"It works really well, I mean the biscuits and your potion. Both are good. You see, I've been here for almost half an hour, and you've been a canary for a while..."

Abby pointed her chubby ass at him.

Just as Fred reached out his sinful hand to pinch that round, fleshy little butt, the doorbell rang, startling everyone.

"Abby, are you there?"

Very polite, even the "tuk tuk" knock on the door with the same rhythm.

Steve's familiar voice reminded Abby instantly: Steve promised her tonight that he would come to her house to cook!

Abby was in a daze for a while, and was at a loss.But at this time something happened again: Fred was also disappearing!

He was drawn out of the window by the familiar gravitational force, and only had time to look back at her, full of regret.Abby bounced onto the ledge and watched him disappear from sight.

She was no longer panicking about her parting with Fred, because she knew they would meet again.

But the top priority now is to solve another thing!

Steve is still knocking on the door, the frequency is getting higher and denser, and the voice is getting louder.

Abby anxiously sent out a series of "tweet twee twee!"

No one answered for a long time, no reply to text messages, no answer to phone calls.

Steve broke through the door.

Abby listened to the loud noise: Oh no, the door is going to be repaired again...

Steve walked in, lightly on his feet.But he didn't find anything unusual, except that the living room was a bit messy.

He walked into the bedroom quietly, and a faint "chirp" and "chirp" caught his attention.His gaze crossed the girl's crib and landed on the bright floor.

There's a canary there that's hopping around.

He walked over and picked it up carefully with the palm of his hand.Abby stopped barking meekly, rubbed his palm with the shiny golden fluff, and kissed his finger with her little red mouth.

She was a little apprehensive and didn't know what to do.

She thinks the chances of Steve recognizing her are really slim.It would be nice if the bird form retained her basic features, such as blue eyes, and maybe Steve could still associate it with the correct answer.

But now she is just an ordinary canary, a little chubby, no different from a domestic bird.

She was downcast.He lowered his neck and covered his eyes with his small paws.

"... Abby? What experiment did you do again?"

Abby looked up in disbelief.She gave a "cheep" in a daze, and Steve's gentle and smiling face shone brightly in her wide-angle vision greater than 270 degrees at this moment!

"How did you recognize me?"

She was terribly curious, but what she spoke was not human language, but chirping.

Steve seemed to understand it, and he stretched out a finger to scratch its little head, and Abby remained motionless, comfortably fascinated by her peas-sized eyes.

There was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, which made Abby's head dizzy.

"Probably because...you always think of you when you see cute things?"

After Steve finished speaking, he saw the canary in his palm stiffen into a small statue.Three seconds later, the butt fell to the ground with a "huh", and the neck lowered with a "click", sinking into the soft feathers.

The whole bird instantly turned into a small ball with no head or feet!

Abby gleefully tweeted Steve's palm several times with her small mouth!

The best Steve, she really likes Steve the most in the whole world!