HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 181
"..." Itana always felt as if she had heard the first half of this story somewhere, where did it come from?

When I went out to eat with Lin Dan during the summer vacation, a newly opened restaurant invited people to perform.Muir made a mental reminder, and Itana remembered the experience almost as soon as he spoke.

"Who wrote your script?" Itana asked.

"What do you think is wrong and needs to be revised?" Grid raised his eyebrows, "I think this story is very good, if you change it, it won't feel like the current version, sometimes the tragic ending often has a unique charm."

"No, no, I have no objection to the story, I just want to know who is so talented and able to write such a script, and I want to get to know him." Itana pulled out a brilliant smile, and her eyes looked extraordinarily sincere.

Itana's performance made Grid very useful, but he was specifically told not to talk about the origin of the script, not to mention that he actually didn't know who wrote the script.

"Hehe, I can't say that. The author himself doesn't want to be found."

Greed smiled politely, "How about it? Are you satisfied with the role of Siren? Would you like to participate?"

Heh, a 100% villain, she just likes it.

The corner of Itana's mouth rose, "Of course, it's a great honor."

"Then it's settled like this, starting tomorrow, after dinner in the afternoon, from 08:30 to [-]:[-], we will wait for you here." Grid looked at Aya and the others, "It's the same for you, get familiar with it today Say your own lines, I still have something to do, so I will leave for a while."

After Greed finished speaking, he left the empty classroom, and the remaining eight people chatted with people they knew well. Aya smiled slightly at Itana, sat down on the chair next to Itana, and started Flip through the script.

……

"Helen, let me ask you something, how much do you know about the Burst family?"

During the usual group dinner at the Leaning Tower of Truth, Itana specially sat next to Helen, wanting to ask her something.

"They..." Helen frowned in disgust, "Why would Etana want to know about them? Let me tell you, they are a group of arrogant old antiques."

Helen, who has gained the understanding and support of her parents in matters concerning the Beside family, is no longer afraid of her own family. The group began to grow disgusted.

"I have something I want to investigate. It may be related to the Bulstrode family." Itana answered truthfully. She knew Helen quite well. Comfortable, Helen must be very happy to facilitate it.

"What did they do?" Helen asked.

"Well... I'm just guessing after all. It would be embarrassing if I found out that it's okay after investigation, so please allow me to hide a little bit to preserve my image in your mind." Itana said with a smile, Helen The furrowed eyebrows stretched, and he gently touched Itana with his shoulder, "You still have an image to maintain, we all know what you look like."

"Is there any family or person who has a good relationship with Boster?" Itana did not refute, but asked along the way.

"As for this, I know the eldest of the Black family, the contemporary second young lady of the Avery family, um, there is a person surnamed Carlo who often appears in our family..." Helen slowly recalled.

"They're all so-called pure blood." Tom on the other side commented indifferently.

Helen closed her eyes when she heard the words, and was a little silent. It was more or less the reason why she was pushed into the Black Lake by Talim before. Those people thought that she had betrayed the glory of pure blood, and the feeling of being murdered by blood relatives was really Uncomfortable, obviously before going to school...

Itana leaned close to Helen, wrapped her arms around her and patted her back lightly as a gesture of comfort.

Helen felt the warmth in her heart again, and she grinned a little complicatedly, "What's the matter? Well, I don't know the depth of their interactions with different people, but I just know that the few I just mentioned often appear in my house. .”

"Okay, thank you for telling me this." Itana picked up the skewer in her hand and blew it, biting it down, the gravy oozes out and bursts on the tip of her tongue. Itana narrowed her eyes slightly and reminded: " You can eat it, and you all have a taste."

Hughes, Inoman, and Elena immediately took back the skewers on the fire. Alicia looked at the skewers she forgot to turn over because she listened to Helen's story for a long time, and ignored the scorched skewers. Turn it over and continue to bake.

Tom unhurriedly took out two spice jars, which immediately attracted Elena's attention.

"Why didn't you take this out earlier?" Elena stared.

"I just remembered." Tom calmly spread the seasoning evenly on the skewers.

"How is it possible? I think your string is just right for seasoning. You have been far away from the fire just now. You did it on purpose. Tom is bad!" Detective Elena said.

"I didn't. It's because you think too much." Tom's eyes were full of innocence, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Then you don't intend to hide it now, do you?" Elena put one hand on her hip.

"Why, I'm planning to share it with everyone." Tom pushed the seasoning jar forward, looking generous.

Itana watched them bicker for a while, nodded thoughtfully, her voice was not loud enough for everyone present to hear: "It seems that those few cookbooks are still very useful for you, you will carry them with you now It’s seasoning, it has the potential to develop into a male mother..."

Hughes opened his mouth with a shocked expression on his face; Inoman stopped eating for a short while, but didn't fully understand what Itana was saying, and continued chewing instinctively; Elena and Helen laughed Yes, the laughter echoed in the room; Alicia rolled her eyes and bit off a piece of meat skewer in her mouth.

Itana realized what strange words she had said, looked at everyone's various appearances, covered her forehead with her empty hand and smiled lowly, explaining while laughing: "Tom, what I mean is that you are a very good chef. Potential, don't think too much..."

Tom let out an expressionless oh, and looked at the ceiling speechlessly, the laughter in his ears was still there, and Itana's low, suppressed laughter agitated his eardrums, Tom somehow felt that he was not so angry anymore.

Itana stopped laughing and sighed again.

Elena and the others only thought that she was trying to relieve the embarrassment of the previous words, only Tom felt some special meaning from this low sigh.

Looking at Itana's face with a slight smile, his eyes turned around and finally fell on those dark blue pupils.

The deep blue eyes looked at everyone, as if a person who was about to drown was sinking into the endless abyss.

(End of this chapter)