Operation Red Book

"Hola! Em (hello) Beatrice de Poppa! Nice to meet you!"

Belle slowly raised her head from the smoky potion bottle. She didn't like being disturbed when studying, so she applied for a single apartment...but why did this dark-skinned woman carry three big bags?

"Hello (how are you)! Watt oil category (what's your name)!"

"what?"

Bell glanced at the uninvited guest standing at the door, and the corners of his mouth drooped even more.

"Hola? I said I was Beatrice de Poppa, Watt Oil Category (what's your name)..."

"Shut up, I need some quiet for my potion, take your suitcase and leave my apartment."

"Qué (What)? Tu arrogante rábano rojo (You arrogant carrot)..."

"Don't make me say it again! Get out!"

"Watt, oil plug (what did you say)?"

"GET OUT!"

"I'm in!"

“Oh fxxk!”

Having said that, Bell chuckled, turned around, turned his back to the refreshing evening breeze and tucked his burgundy hair behind his ears.

She stuck out her tongue at the snickering Joshua, replacing the odd Spanish accent with a rough Irish brogue.

"Just a few days before this incident, the divination teacher punished me to clean the classroom for the entire afternoon. I was so angry..."

"Even more bizarrely, every time I wiped a transparent crystal ball or a white porcelain cup with tea leaves at the bottom, a large gray-black wolfhound would immediately appear."

"Thinking of her bronze skin and her intelligence, which is comparable to that of a husky, she is exactly like the ominous gray smoke in the crystal ball. At least that's what I thought at the time..."

"A big gray and black wolfdog... well, this is not a good thing..."

Joshua nibbled on the cucumber in his hand and mumbled something else.

"Yes..." Bell replied, "The gray and black represent darkness and embarrassment, and the big wolfdog represents danger and death."

"What then?"

Bell looked at the huge vines swaying in the air and continued to think about what happened in the academy.

"Hola——"

"what!"

Bell was startled by the sudden scream. She bent her body and looked around, but didn't see anyone.

"Maybe the mandrake has just woken up..."

Bell comforted herself in her heart. She slowly picked up the magic book that had fallen on the grass and gently patted the words scattered on the cover.

"Lumet (roommate)——"

Another scream resounded through the sky, and Bell bent over in fear again.

"Okay, it's not the Mandrake...it's what it is..."

"Haha, I took notes seriously in Potions and Biology...

"Yes, this sound is not from a goblin that just laid an egg. It must be a hungry mouse-headed owl..."

"Hola——Lumet (roommate)——"

A black face with only white teeth visible was lying quietly on the top of the sycamore tree, like a gray-black koala.

Bell swallowed, and after struggling for a few seconds, she finally said the name she least wanted to mention helplessly.

"Beatrice..."

"HI——"

Bell really didn't know what Beatrice was doing so high up in the treetops. To be honest, Beatrice had done a dozen terrifying things in the past two weeks.

She never attended classes during the day, and Bell only met her twice.

One time, I was sleeping soundly in a full-water pool in the toilet, and another time, I was swimming naked under several layers of thick ice.

At night, Bell could only see Beatrice in the middle of the night, and every time she would bring back some strange things.

The day before yesterday, he brought back a silver dragon egg, saying it was an Ice Moon Dragon specially supplied by Norway; yesterday he brought back a purple diamond the size of a palm, saying it was a gift specially brought back from Mexico for Bell.

Thinking of this, Bell's right eyelid twitched twice, which made her even more irritated.

"What are you doing?" Bell asked patiently.

"Ward of Aiwangtousai (I want to see the world)!"

"I don't understand what you're saying at all!"

"Harbin Pharmacy (help)! Harbin Pharmacy (help)!"

"I said I don't understand... Ha, forget it..."

After a pause of several seconds, Bale decided to give up communicating with the Colombian.

She frowned and rubbed her sore neck, wondering how she could get rid of this weird Latin witch.

"Bell!"

Just as she raised her foot, a clear cry came into Bell's ears, with urgency and desire.

"What!"

Bell was a little angry. She turned around and asked in a deliberately bad tone.

“Nothing… … ”

It was much quieter than the sharp shouts just now, but Bell's pupils shrank in an instant.

She looked across the treetops and saw a grayish-white figure swaying in the classroom window.

Bell's expression changed immediately. She seriously flipped through the magic book in her hand and quickly walked into the nearby potion classroom.

"Let me guess, Beatrice wanted to dig out a bird's nest in the tree, but her leg cramped and she couldn't get down." Joshua interrupted.

"Almost close," Bell replied.

"The Norwegian dragon egg was thrown onto the tallest sycamore tree by a bad witch. Beatrice climbed up the branch to rescue it, but the witch cast a petrification spell on her halfway back."

"So you prepared the potion on the spot, climbed up to the treetops and removed the spell from Beatrice."

"Very close!"

"It's just that the person who drank the potion wasn't Beatrice, it was that lousy witch with the gray hair."

"She went to school with me, came from a noble family in Belgium, and was the only witch I disliked more than Beatrice."

"She committed many unforgivable sins: taking the lead in bullying other witches, spreading rumors about the relationship between students and professors, and instigating freshmen to jump into the green grass full of carnivorous plants..."

"Anyway, I found the teacher on patrol, and she lifted the spell on Beatrice and borrowed a flying broom... Oh, it's really hard for an old lady like you."

"In the subsequent face-to-face identification, I poured the potion down the throat of the gray-white witch, and eventually confined her for a whole week..."

"That...that potion..." Joshua had a bad feeling in his heart.

"It's a magic potion that can make all of a person's hair fall out within ten seconds! I spent three days specially developing it for her, but I didn't expect it to be successful on the first test." Bell said proudly.

"Who told her that I got first place because of my professor brother and the principal he was having an affair with?"

Joshua hesitated to speak. There were too many points to discuss in this sentence and he didn't know where to start.

However, as a victim of bullying at school who was also rescued, Joshua knew very well how Beatrice felt at the time.

"Beatrice must have admired you after this because you are her savior, just like me and Ivy."

Talking about that fresh memory, Joshua raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously. For some reason, he just felt proud.

"Maybe, because afterwards, she rewarded me with a big bag of blood sausage." Bell swallowed his saliva.

"Take it away! I don't want to eat this stinky stuff!"

Bell put on a look of disgust and pushed Beatrice's hand while trying to fall backwards.

"Vangtan (once)! Gasta Wangtan (just once)!" Beatrice bared her white teeth and pressed on Bell.

“No, no, no! I really don’t want to eat… mmm, mmm… um…”

"Mmmmm, Tilisius (delicious)!"

"Hmm... hm? Hmm... hm! TASTY!"

Bell's eyes shone brightly after the third bite. She grabbed the remaining blood sausage and started to eat it.

"Thank you..."

Beatrice laughed for a long time before she finally uttered two syllables carefully.

She pursed her lips, quietly observing Bell's reaction, and there was a flickering light in her eyes when she looked at Bell.

"You've been in California for so long, why is your English still so bad?"

Bell asked, frowning as he tried to swallow the sausage in his mouth.

"Nongwang Lakmi (No one likes me), Nongwang Takimi (No one teaches me), Noboby..."

"This is easy, I'll teach you!"

"Really? Youtachimiwa! Teach me!"

"Really? You teach me?"

"Rui Reli? Youtaqimi?"

"Forget it, this is how your life will be. I see your future..."

"Please don't!"

"Ok, ok..."

"You have a really good relationship. You look like friends at first glance." Joshua said with his face in his hands and a dazed look in his eyes.

Belle's eyes suddenly sparkled with tears. She lowered her eyes and said in a tired tone, "But to me, she is the ominous omen in the prophecy..."

"It all started when I taught her English..."