I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

"You...", Sever held half of his face and couldn't speak for a long time. Just when Carl was about to continue laughing and joking, Sever suddenly turned back.

"You shouldn't have discussed it with Aunt Leah in advance, Carl." Obviously, Carl's purpose was to smuggle Nanako back to school to raise her, otherwise he wouldn't have hidden Nanako, and he brought the pet back without saying a word...

No discussion at all.

Probably because she was afraid that Aunt Leah would not agree to her raising a chicken. After all, Aunt Leah prefers a clean environment. Not to mention cleanliness, but the floor in the room is mopped once a day, which can almost always reflect the state of people.

However, if Carl likes it, Sever doesn't think Aunt Leah will be too opposed.

Why didn't he discuss it with Aunt Leah?

Carl: I think you may not believe it, but I delivered Nanako late last night, and there is really no way to discuss it.

"Hey, Sif! Are you planning to complain about this? Isn't it a bit boring?" Carl covered his mouth and pretended to be incredulous.

"If you make this kind of joke again, I can be bored once." Sif said, and then he pointed at Nanako's cardboard box again, "But I advise you to have a good talk with Aunt Leah. It's not good to keep a pet secretly."

"Talk to Aunt Leah, she will definitely support you to keep a pet, even if he... is a chicken." Sif still didn't understand. They are both birds. Wouldn't it be better for Carl to keep an owl?

Or a cat. As for dogs... I don't know why, Sif always feels that Carl is not suitable for keeping dogs. He doesn't hate dogs very much. He just thinks Carl is not suitable, and he doesn't know why.

"Of course I will tell my mother. In fact, I plan to act like a spoiled child later, so she will definitely agree." Carl puffed up his chest and was extremely confident in his position.

"Mom will never reject me when I act like a spoiled child. She can't do anything to me." Thinking of this, Carl looked at the clock again. It was eleven fifteen...

"But not now. Although Mom can't do anything to me, some people will wickedly expose my pitiful and spoiled method, and then confuse Mom! Finally expose my perfect plan." Yes, Mr. Cece is still here at this point. He absolutely can't act like a spoiled child now. His old father will definitely expose his perfect plan. He has to wait until Dad is not around.

After convincing Mom, let Mom persuade Dad. Just break them one by one. I am such a genius.

Although acting like a spoiled child to Dad and letting Dad persuade Mom has the same effect, Carl will never act like a spoiled child to his old father even if he dies! Die outside! Jump off the Ravenclaw lounge! Absolutely not!

"Oh, so, evil guy, who are you talking about?" A rippling voice came from behind the door. Mr. Ceci showed a black head, and finally half of his face, looking at his son with a teasing look.

"Of course, it's some likes..." Carl turned his back to Ceci. Someone asked him and he didn't notice it. He just talked about it. Half of the sentence came out and he realized that it was not Siver who asked him.

But some evil and bad adults, Mr. Ceci.

Carl didn't say the second half of the sentence, "like to persecute me". After all, he now secretly raised a small animal at home, and he needed help from others, so he changed the subject, rubbing his hands, with some flattery in his tone, "No matter who it is, but a father who likes education, loves life, and has a happy family, you will never be that kind of person."

It smells so good...

Ceci clapped his hands, nodded, and smiled, the kind of fox rubbing hands that Carl was familiar with, about to start cheating people.

Sure enough, he seemed to agree with Carl's words, but continued to persecute Carl in action, "Yes, that's right, you are right, my dear son, praise him more."

Cesi, who had just come in, actually felt a little puzzled, because even if Carl was caught by him secretly saying bad things about him, he would never feel guilty, let alone pull out so many compliments to describe him after being caught.

He is so flattering himself now, he must have something to ask of himself, it's really an unprecedented good thing~

It's a pity that there is no recording device, otherwise it can be played at any time.

It's decided! To make up for the praise of my son that I didn't get in the past twelve years, let's start now! Ceci smiled more like a fox, he looked at Carl expectantly, wanting to see what else he would perform.

"Emm, describing handsomeness, singing and dancing, everyone loves him, flowers bloom when they see him...", Carl tried to write the lyrics several times, he really couldn't write it, so heHe paused, then went to the desk to look for an English dictionary, opened the catalog, found the page with many words of praise, and began to read them one by one.

"You are harmonious and loving, you are friendly to your brothers, you are healthy, you are happy, you are kind to your father, you are good at educating your children, you are simple and kind, you are pure and flawless, you are beautiful, you are the perfect reincarnation of a first-class star, you..." Carl began to read a string of words, regardless of whether it fits Ceci's old father, in short, just read them out in one go.

As for why he had to read them all out, why not pick out the ones that fit Ceci.

Ah, little Carl didn't know, little Carl was just trying to praise his old father, and little Carl tried his best to complete the task given by his father.

Yes, although reason told him that he had to please his father and act like a spoiled child with his old father, the three hundred pounds of rebellious bones he had raised since childhood told him that he could not give in even now.

Although he still has to act like a spoiled child, it is okay for Ceci's father to bear the spoiled childishness of a big cat (not the size but the breed) compared to his mother's kitten.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ceci was the first to give up. He knew that it was difficult for Carl to praise him sincerely.

After all, his reputation as a patriarch in Carl's eyes has expired. Carl is not afraid of him at all. He is even afraid of Leah, but he will not admit his weakness to him.

Forget it, forget it, he deserves it. After all, he used to take Carl up the tree to dig out bird nests and go down the river to catch small fish. He should have thought that this day would come...

"At least behave well when you ask for help. Who are you taking after like this? Is it me?" Ceci looked at Carl and sighed pretentiously.

Sifu looked at the two people who looked like copy and paste, except for their eyes...

Well... Uncle Ceci should be responsible for at least 70 to 80 percent of Carl's situation. No, maybe 90 percent...

"Okay, tell me what bad things you did. If it's not serious, I will help you plead with mom." Ceci looked at Carl.