At Harris Manor, Allen sat on the toilet. Feeling as though he had lost quite a bit of weight, he let out a relaxed breath, straightened his back, shifted the right half of his backside aside to make room for spellcasting, and cleaned himself up properly.
Then, just as he stood and smoothed down the hem of his robe, Allen's eyes shifted as he thought of his daughter, whom he had seen outside by the window when he had just returned. He reached into his pouch and rummaged around, then dragged out a jar of hazelnut spread by the mouth of the jar.
Allen weighed it in his hand, then cracked the bathroom door open and called loudly outside, "Helena... do me a favor and bring me a roll of toilet paper."
Helena had already walked to the bathroom door when she heard her father call, but she suddenly realized that her father, who normally used magic to clean himself, was probably trying to tease her with the same old trick again.
"Father! Use Accio yourself, or have Maggie get it... I won't fall for it a third time!" the female ghost complained unhappily. Thinking of how she had actually been fooled by the same trick before, her expression turned even colder.
The sound of the door opening rang out. Seeing that his daughter had not taken the bait, Allen walked out and rubbed his chin. "Helena, want to watch a movie with me?"
"No." Helena refused without even thinking. "You're trying to trick me into watching a horror movie again. And Father, aren't you supposed to be receiving the Muggle Prime Minister?"
"Long-Eye is helping out, so I still have some time..." Allen shrugged ruefully. "Helena, you're getting harder and harder to fool."
"If Grandma found out, someone would