In the empty wooden corridor, paintings of geisha dancing with fans hung on both sides, and antique vases were placed on wooden stands in the perfect position.
The young lady in kimono who received Anna and the others waved her wand and floated the gorgeous satin piled on the ground into the air, hanging it artistically on the wooden beam.
'I don't know if Ms. Takeuchi is right or wrong. Will Ichiro really be happy after marrying Olivia Hombe …'
"Sigh …" Little Missy sighed. She was a little distracted. Carelessly, she lost control of her soundless curse. The floating satin was about to fall down.
"Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo!"
A magnetic male voice sounded. Under the effect of the Japanese version of the Floating Spell, the satin floated again. "Little Mesa, it's very dangerous to be distracted."
"Ichiro!"
The kimono lady Mesa was pleasantly surprised. However, she suddenly thought of something and suppressed the smile on her face. "Ahem, Takeuchi Sama, I'm very grateful …"
"Why are you acting like an outsider?"
Ichiro Takeuchi intimately held Mesa's neck. "Just call me Ichiro. Haven't you always called me that?"
Mesa blushed and dodged. "Takeuchi Sama has a wife today. I'll be more careful in the future …"
"Marriage …" When it came to marriage, Ichiro Takeuchi frowned so hard that ten flies could be squeezed to death. Slightly silent, he waved his hand as though he wanted to put this matter behind him. "A long time ago, I didn't object to business marriages. In fact, I was even mentally prepared for it. However, I've never thought that the bride would have to be temporarily controlled by the 'Soul Seizing Spell' …"
"She doesn't want to marry, and I don't want to marry her. She has another person in her heart, and so do I." Ichiro Takeuchi stared at Mesa with a burning gaze.
Mesa felt her face burning. "Takeuchi Sama …" She shook her head. "But … Mrs. Takeuchi won't agree …"
At the mention of his mother, Ichiro Takeuchi wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed, "Tonight, the famous' memory master 'of the magic institute will come over from Japan with the' door key '—"
"From now on, Olivia Hombe will lose and change a lot of important memories. She'll think that we've already gotten married in Japan and we'll be holding another wedding in England tomorrow …"
Mesa lowered her head.
"Olivia Hombe will think that we have been in love with each other for many years. She will have more memories of studying in the Institute of Magic. She will remember that she used to make me lunch every day and that I don't like to eat seaweed. Oh, she will also remember to carefully sprinkle water on the ground when she is cleaning."
"Because she knows that I'm allergic to dust." Ichiro Takeuchi paused for a moment. "So, where did these memory templates come from?"
"From my diary." Ichiro Takeuchi looked at Mesa with widened eyes and raised her head. "I recorded my daily life with you."
"Ichiro …" Mesa cried.
"Mesa …" Ichiro Takeuchi hugged the kimono girl Mesa.
The scene was filled with pink bubbles for a moment. Melodrama and warmth flew together, and the atmosphere was just right.
"Bang!" The antique vase couldn't stand the lovey-dovey display and chose to jump off the table to commit suicide.
"Who's there!?"
Ichiro Takeuchi held his wand in front of him to protect Mesa behind him. However, there was nothing in front of him except for the broken antique vase.
"Strange …" Ichiro Takeuchi wanted to go closer to the broken pieces to take a closer look, but he was stopped by Mesa. "Let me do it."
Mesa quickly found that the leg of the vase shelf was damaged, causing the whole shelf to tilt to one side. "It's okay. It's just that the shelf is a little damaged …"
She waved her wand and the broken pieces of the vase on the ground quickly glued themselves together.
"Silent Spell. Your magic is still so powerful …" Ichiro Takeuchi sighed.
Mesa picked up the restored antique vase and buried her head again. "Fortunately, I found that the shelf was damaged. It would be bad if it disturbed the guests at the wedding tomorrow …"
"Mesa …" Ichiro Takeuchi held Mesa's hand, but she quickly broke free.
"Go and accompany the bride, Takeuchi Sama." Mesa smiled formally, as if she was an emotionless smiling machine. "I wish you a happy wedding."
"Why would I go and see the woman who was cast on the 'Soul Seizing Spell'!?" Ichiro Takeuchi raised his voice, he was a little angry. "You —"
"Leave here, Takeuchi Sama." Mesa interrupted Ichiro Takeuchi, still smiling. "Otherwise, the next one to be cast on the 'Soul Seizing Spell' will be me."
Ichiro Takeuchi left angrily.
"He's coming, he's coming …" The invisible Fred groped around for his companions, grabbed them and ran away.
This was one of the drawbacks of the Invisibility Potion. Companions who drank the Invisibility Potion together would not be able to see each other. It was Belinda who had accidentally squeezed Anna while eating the melon, resulting in the tragedy of the vase committing suicide.
"Are you guys still there?" Belinda whispered. "Don't leave me here alone …"
"I'm here," George responded. "Where are Anna and Fred?"
"They were here just now …" Belinda pouted, but no one could see her now. "I thought you would look after them!"
"Your Highness Belinda, I don't even know where they are. How can I look after them?"
George was speechless. Compared to being alone with this little devil, George was more willing to go to the garden to take care of the goblins.
"Then quickly use the telepathy between you and the Fred twins to find them!" Belinda waved her little fist to urge him, but no one could see it now.
"Telepathy?"
George rubbed his temples. "If there's telepathy … then each of us only needs to review half of the knowledge and we can easily get good grades in the exam …"
"Really!?" Belinda was shocked.
"We don't have telepathy!"
George helplessly touched his chin. Suddenly, he thought of something. He took out a pair of exaggerated glasses and put them on. "I have a way to find them!"
It was all thanks to Aunt Muriel's cloak.
At the same time, Anna and Fred were quickly climbing the stairs. They were so tired that they were gasping for breath.
"We seem to be separated from Belinda and George …" Anna frowned.
"It's okay. George is still wearing Luna's glasses. I happen to have Aunt Muriel's cloak with me. They will find us."
"That's good … How come there's not even an elevator … It's … too … inhumane …" Anna complained.
"Anna … Why don't we … use your … Levitation spell?" Fred held the wooden handle and gasped.
"Apprentice wizards can't use magic after they leave the Hogwarts … I still don't know how the Ministry of Magic monitors us … It's not good to find loopholes …"
"If the Ministry of Magic comes, we will be in big trouble. If Professor Mcgonagall finds out that we sneaked out of the school, how many points will we lose?"
As for why they didn't tell the Ministry of Magic that Mrs. Hombe was kidnapped … If they told the Ministry of Magic, how could Anna kidnap Mrs. Hombe and bring her to Myrtle?
Also, Anna didn't trust the pure-blooded members of the Ministry of Magic …
Fred shivered. He didn't want Professor Mcgonagall to appear in his mind. "Then let's keep a low profile …"
"Invisibility, go upstairs, find Mrs. Hombe who is under the spell, knock her out, and make her invisible …" Then, turn her into a teddy bear and bring her to the Hogwarts to see Myrtle. Mission accomplished.
Anna nodded to herself. "The plan works!"
"Knock, knock, knock …" Someone knocked on Mrs. Hombe's door before Anna and Fred did.
"Open the door, Oliver …" Ichiro Takeuchi frowned and knocked on the door. Seeing that Mrs. Hombe didn't open the door, he tried to use a lock-picking spell, but it didn't work. It was obvious that someone had cast a 'reverse lock-picking spell' on the door.
Ichiro Takeuchi, who didn't know how to pick a lock, started pacing around the door anxiously.
"How did he … get there faster than us?" Fred was so tired that he leaned on the armrest.
"He probably used [Shadow Shift] …" Anna said helplessly.
"He had to use [Shadow Shift] at such a close distance?"
Fred obviously chose to forget that he also wanted to use [Anna's floating spell] just now.
Fred, who was panting heavily, pondered. "Maybe … he's a weakling who doesn't train often?"
Anna thought it made sense.