Operation Red Book

Chapter 479: Invisible Potion

"Nice to meet you here, Miss Ivy. How are you these days?"

"I... am okay..." Ivy grabbed Beatrice's ear and said through gritted teeth.

Marquis Andrew laughed dryly twice. He supported Fiona beside him and stroked the hair on his shoulders awkwardly from time to time.

The transformation spell on Fiona was lifted, but Beatrice added an additional silencing spell while removing the spell.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Fiona desperately pulled at her lips that were stuck together, and her frustrated look was funny and ridiculous.

"It should open up after lubricating it with tomato juice. My Lord Marquis, please change your wife's lipstick. The baby in her belly is still very fragile..."

Ivy handed over two butter croissants as an apology.

"Congratulations! We're going to have a little marquis soon!"

"Thank you! Thank you Miss Ivy..."

Andrew shyly took Ivy's gift, his upturned lips hiding his uncontrollable excitement.

"My wife likes crowded places, but McMillan Manor is too quiet and my mother likes quietness. The two of them don't get along."

"Oh, yes...Mrs. Emerson hates me so much that she would never let you come to the Chinese wharf. Did you sneak out?" Ivy pursed her lips and asked.

"Yes, Miss Ivy, Dorian specially arranged a card game. While my mother was indulging in the card game and gossip, I sneaked out with my wife. Please keep it a secret for us, Miss Ivy..."

Marquis Andrew whispered, and he looked to the left and right as if possessed by a ghost, as if he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at them.

"Of course! Please have fun!" Ivy said eagerly.

"Then shall we go ahead?"

"Don't leave!" Beatrice suddenly raised her voice. She elbowed Ivy's back and said urgently, "Bell's potion! It's in his pocket!"

"Oh? Is this it?"

Upon hearing this, Andrew took out two small glass bottles from his pocket, one filled with a sparkling green liquid, and the other filled with several kinds of strange-shaped plants.

"That's it! The green bottle is useless, it can only relieve fatigue and pain. The important thing is the other bottle..."

"That is a magic potion that can conceal one's aura. It is called 'Invisibility Potion'. It can emit a special gas that is colorless, odorless, and non-toxic. Once released, it can immediately deceive the five senses and consciousness of others."

"If you are being chased, especially by werewolves who don't want to take a bath, uncap the bottle. It will help you isolate yourself from any intrusion."

Beatrice said, listing them all.

"I'm telling you, making this small bottle requires a lot of energy. It contains no less than 500 kinds of magical plant materials. The only one who has the time is Bell, a terrible potion fanatic. So..."

"Who gave it to you? Was it a red-haired witch? Where is she? Tell me quickly! Where did you meet her?"

"us……"

"Where? Where? Where?"

"But he's not a redhead, and he's not a witch..."

"Bell dyed his hair? Or did he change his gender? Tell me now!"

"No, he looks like a child who hasn't even reached adulthood yet his gestures are very mature..."

"Where did you meet him? Tell me, tell me, tell me!"

"Boom!"

Ivy couldn't stand it anymore and hit Beatrice's head hard, saying in a low voice: "Shut up and listen to him."

"It's at the end of this street."

Andrew smiled awkwardly and pointed to the small street on the left.

"He saw that my wife was pregnant, so he gave us these two small glass bottles. My wife thought the bottles were very beautiful, so she accepted them..."

"Very beautiful? Shit! Such a powerful potion can definitely go down in the history of the wizarding world. Very beautiful? Holy shit! Now it is only worthy of such a superficial comment?"

"Useless human! Do you know how much energy this would cost a wizard? Just the whale grass inside would have to dive deep into the sea..."

"Boom!"

Ivy couldn't bear it anymore and gave her a slap on the face again.

"Sorry, she's too into the role, just act like a psychopath."

“Ah…this…” Andrew smiled awkwardly again.

"If your problem has been solved, shall we go ahead?"

"OK, all right."

Ivy waved her hand and hesitated for a long time as she watched them leave.

She stammered twice, but in the end she didn't utter the words that had been on her lips for a long time.

"what are you waiting for?"

Beatrice followed behind her and saw that Ivy was unwilling to give in.

"nothing."

"I do not believe."

"I just want to find Joshua, apologize to him and we can get back together."

"And Lord Dorian?"

This sentence was like a terrifying spell, which made Ivy stop suddenly.

The dark tide in her heart finally rose to the surface of the calm water, stirring her heart upside down.

"He...he has his own life..."

Ivy's lips were trembling, and the words she spoke were erratic and up and down.

"I'm asking you, what do you think of Lord Dorian?"

"do not talk."

"Is he in love with you?"

"do not talk."

"Are you in love with him?"

The words lingered in Ivy's heart, like a hanging sword, splitting Ivy's crumbling riverbank.

Countless memories flooded into Ivy's mind, happy, ambiguous, annoying, excessive, affectionate...

Each one was mixed with bitter tears and sadness, and each one beat against Ivy's heart.

"He said he loved you."

Lilith's charming voice hit Ivy's eardrums, and countless love and hate rushed in her blood vessels, driving the flowing cells and sending all the hot blood to her chaotic and swollen brain.

"He said he loved you."

"Do you love him?"

"He loves you..."

"Do you love him?"

Dorian... do I love him?

Do I love him? Dorian, he... loves me...

Do I love him?

Do I...love him...

"I have no idea……"

When she came to her senses, Ivy found that she was already in tears.

Beatrice held her in her arms, and the black cat licked her cheek gently, which was itchy and uncomfortable.

She gently patted Ivy's twitching back, and the comfortable comfort made Ivy completely let down her guard, letting her inner thoughts flow out.

"But I really want to see him..."

"I miss him so much..."

"I want him to hug me, comfort me, and whisper in my ear that he loves me, likes me, and misses me..."

"I want to hear him say sorry, I want to hear him say that he loves me..."

"Please tell me why he doesn't come to see me! Why does he suddenly dislike me! Why doesn't he want to appear in front of me!"

"He clearly said he would protect me... We clearly have already signed a contract..."

"He should have come to save me... Doesn't he want my soul... Then why doesn't he come to see me... Why!"

Ivy cried so hard that she was out of breath. Soon she lost all her strength and hung around Beatrice's neck like a shopping bag.

"I understand...I understand Miss Ivy...you get up first..."

Beatrice held onto Ivy's back with difficulty, fearing that she would accidentally fall to the ground and slip into the gap.

The people passing by cast strange looks at the two people who were entangled. Most of them walked past quickly, whispering something to their companions.

The crickets' murmurings entered Beatrice's ears. She heard not only "abandonment", "break up" and "underground", but also "SM", "crying attack" and "Lesbian".

"Get up quickly, others have misunderstood us..."

Beatrice pleaded tearfully.

"No! You're just like him! Both are bastards who cheat on their partners and then abandon them!"

"You said you liked me yesterday, but today you told me to get lost! It was your boss who taught you to come here to provoke me!"

"No! I haven't seen Lord Dorian in a long time! I haven't seen him since he got all wet from you!"

"What?" Ivy was a little surprised. "What did you say?"

"Oh, that's right, the day after you did that..."

"Let's work together to defeat Jasper that night."

"Yeah... He said he had to go back to Hell to mobilize troops, and I never saw him again after that."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ivy immediately pushed Beatrice away.

"Didn't he ask you to come to the Chinese Wharf?" Her voice was unusually cold.

"Of course not. I'm here to see Bell. Contacting SCO members is not allowed. This matter has not been reported to him. Can you help me keep this secret?"

Ivy looked at her blankly, her face looking very bad after crying.

She sniffed her red nose, turned around and walked away silently, leaving Beatrice, with an innocent look on her face, chasing after her.

There seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, and Ivy couldn't help but make a "tsk" sound, and her expression immediately turned vicious.

The play just now was in vain. It's a pity that she shed so many tears.

But the question arises again, who else could it be if not this dark witch who wants to wreak havoc on the Chinese docks again?