Chapter 1247

Pansy's home is located next to a straight and towering yellow fir forest.

According to pansy, the forest was planted by one of her ancestors and has lived for more than 100 years. Needless to say, her grandparents certainly hoped that their Parkinson's family could thrive year after year and last forever like those yellow cedar.

On the surface, Parkinson's manor seems to be so elegant and luxurious, as if the whole family has always been as brilliant and bright as the peak period.

Unfortunately, even if pansy's parents and family try to maintain this prosperity, the reality is always indifferent and ruthless.

In order to make the surface look more bright, the daily expenses of their family are not even as good as the better ordinary wizard family.

Pansy remembers that his brother used to secretly complain about not having enough to eat. But that was because my mother had to dig out part of her daily meal expenses in order to save for an afternoon tea party at least once a week.

Yes, in fact, pansy also knows that it is really a very important thing to have a good relationship with the women of other families. As the hostess of the Parkinson's family, the mother did so to avoid humiliating her father.

But sometimes I walk around at home. When I see that many places where no one goes are extremely empty, I can't help feeling sad.

Now, when pansy brought Maka to this seemingly dazzling residence, her heart suddenly had an impulse to smash it.

Seriously, the gap between the two is too big.

As we all know, Maka was born in Muggle, and she is an orphan who has no family up to now. But his name is well known not only in the British magic world, but also in the global magic world.

The Parkinson's family, however, is still clinging to such an empty shell with no appearance, and the complete overturning has even become a predictable thing.

However, after such a period of coexistence of danger and opportunity, pansy has at least realized that he has a few pounds. I'm afraid it's impossible for her to subvert the outcome of Parkinson's family by herself.

"Won't you open the door?"

Marca stood next to pansy and gestured.

"Ah!" pansy nodded softly when he heard the speech. "I... I'll go now."

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she might feel her mother's feeling - a fear of being seen by others.

But at the same time, she was a little lucky. She was glad that it was Marca who came to her house today.

Because of her current understanding of Maka, she knows that any concealment is meaningless in the eyes of the other party. Perhaps before she came here, Maka knew the real situation of her family.

Pansy thought as he reached out to push the closed door open, then turned slightly and nodded at Maka as if relieved.

"Professor McLean, please come in."

"Yes."

To be honest, Maka is really not interested in caring about the rise and fall of Parkinson's family... Maybe after seeing pansy's mother later, he will take this matter to increase his advantage, but it may be limited to this.

Following pansy, who took the first step, into the lobby, you can see all kinds of furnishings decorated with extra detail.

The precious and beautiful tapestries, the historical oil paintings, and the polished armor are orderly arranged on both sides. The carpet under your feet is fluffy and thick, which makes people feel like stepping on the clouds and extending all the way to the deepest front hall door.

Magic lamps are hung neatly on the wall columns, releasing soft but bright delicate brilliance.

"Crackle -"

With a slight explosion, a house elf suddenly appeared on one side of the carpet and bowed respectfully to pansy.

"Dear Miss, welcome home... Is miss going to entertain guests?"

"Sita, go and inform your mother that an important guest is coming - we'll wait for her in the main hall."

"Just..."

The elf Sita was stunned when she heard this, but she still owed her body again quickly.

"Yes, miss."

Before the words fell, he bent down and disappeared from his place.

But just then, Maka paused a little and said to pansy not far in front of her:

"Miss Parkinson, is the main hall ahead? You don't have to go with me."

"Ah?"

Pansy quickly turned around and said blankly:

"Well... Why? As I said, mother has a bad temper, and I can help you -"

"No, No." Maka shook her head. "In fact, I came to borrow something from your parents... Of course, if the price is reasonable, I can buy it directly. However, I don't want too many people to know what it is."

"I... I will keep it a secret, I promise! Otherwise, I can make an 'unbreakable oath' with you! And, and I..."

Somehow, pansy especially wanted to go in with him at the moment, as if he could get something from it.

This feeling, she can't tell, just feel so.

However, Marca easily felt the intuition that pansy had not yet figured out.

"Not so, Miss Parkinson," he said calmly. "In fact, even if Hermione or Harry came, I would let them stay outside."

After saying this, Maka reached out and patted her on the shoulder. Then she passed her and went deeper.

Behind him, while tasting Maka's words, pansy stood in place and turned back to look at each other's back. Then she realized what she was so eager for just now.

If you have to say something, it may be an identification?

Since she was completely exposed by Maka at first, she was forced to listen to Maka and did a lot of things. From being unwilling at the beginning, to becoming active on the way because of what they have experienced and the people they have met, and then there seems to be a momentum to integrate into Hermione and other small partners.

In today's situation, what she hopes most is to get a real sense of identity. Because she has clearly felt how beautiful it is to have so many sincere friends worth paying.

What's more, her best friend doesn't know what's going on yet! She needs Maka to take herself to the Ministry of magic, and... Maybe more need Maka's help.

"Bang."

The door of the main hall was closed.