Chapter 553 The Overly Enthusiastic Fat Young Master

Under the invisible impetus of the major forces, the legacy of Nicole Flamel has become a world-class heritage comparable to the major ancient magic relics.

Just as the profession of curse-breaker appeared many years ago because of the Egyptian pyramids, in the end Nicole Flamel's alchemy laboratory will probably be led by the International Federation of Wizards, and will be jointly explored by the magic circles from all over the world and development.

The various forces currently gathered in Beauxbatons were jointly decided by Mrs. Maxim and the old butler Edward to convene. They thought very clearly that only by pulling in as many forces as possible could they be restrained from each other, so that Mr. Nicole Flamel's last wish could be fulfilled more smoothly.

According to the records in the history of magic, the exploration of the Egyptian pyramids finally spread out in this way. At that time, the magic circles of various countries added the post of Curse Breaker. The share of each country was fixed. Finding something good is all up to each individual.

The eldest son of the Weasley family, Bill, is a curse-breaker. This position is unified under the name of Gringotts, but it is actually directly under the British Ministry of Magic. The so-called coexistence of opportunities and risks is the best way to describe this work.

In fact, Bill was probably the highest paid Weasley. Anyone who finds a valuable ancient magic treasure in the pyramid can get a generous bonus as a reward while handing it in. Finding a few more is enough to make him live comfortably for the rest of his life.

Of course, this job has a lot of danger. The ancient curses and strange magic hidden in the pyramid make the fatality rate of this profession high all the year round, so that the position of curse-breaker has always been full of people. .

The wizards who can get this job are all excellent wizards with multiple N.E. certificates. Even if they don't look for such a highly dangerous job, there are still a lot of other jobs waiting for them to do! Why bother with your own life?

Compared with the dangerous Egyptian pyramids, the alchemy legacy of Nicole Flamel is obviously much more attractive now, and it is no wonder that all major forces are drooling and watching closely.

Therefore, everyone actually understands what the ultimate goal of this so-called alchemy contest is.

If you want to get enough shares from it, you must participate more actively in it, and let the alchemists who belong to your own forces work harder. Regardless of whether it is a judge or a contestant, as long as they show sufficient alchemy knowledge, they will eventually become one of the wizards who will further contact Nicole Flamel's alchemical legacy.

Therefore, many forces support this kind of competition that puts contradictions on the bright side. At least this gives them a clear goal. As for whether someone will play tricks behind their backs at that time, that's another matter.

For this world-class alchemy competition, Maca didn't have much feeling. If he had to say it, he actually didn't have much attachment to Nicole Flamel's legacy itself.

If you think about it, you know that ordinary alchemy knowledge is nothing more than alchemy products of the level of the Philosopher's Stone, how can you learn it if you want to? Even if Mr. Nicole Flamel left all his inheritance, if he wants to see the next Philosopher's Stone come out, it may be many years later.

What Maca is most concerned about now is whether the competition can be arranged smoothly at Hogwarts. As for Nicole Flamel's alchemy legacy, it will be enough for our Mr. Scrimgeour to worry about it.

At noon that day, after Mrs. Maxim made the decision to create the competition public, the luncheon was officially over. Everyone has just arrived in Beauxbatons today, so they are not in a hurry to finalize everything in a hurry. One is that everyone needs time to digest and analyze the current situation, and the other is the communication and exploration between the major forces.

After everyone dispersed in twos and threes, Maca took Fanny along,

I plan to take a stroll in the large garden in front of Beauxbaton's main entrance. It's just a full meal, so it's not a bad thing to take a walk to digest food.

Of course, by the way, you can also observe the behavior of other wizards to judge what kind of characters you may be in contact with next.

Ok! The most eye-catching one right now should be the fat young master of the Hohenheim family. Look, everyone has left, and he is the only one who is still eating Hesse at the long table, so Mrs. Maxime has never been able to find a chance to get rid of the leftovers on the table.

Maca stood at the door and shrugged at the delicate Madame Maxime, who immediately gave him a wry smile. Vaguely, he could also hear the Mr. Ghost floating next to the fat young master urging him in a low voice. It seemed that having such an eclectic young master was quite a hard work.

He shook his head, turned around and was about to go out with Fanny, but suddenly heard a voice behind him.

Oh! I'm almost full, hey... right away! Uh... You are Mrs. Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons, right? My old man mentioned you to me, I wonder if I can ask you something ?”

Of course, what's the matter?

Is there a wizard named Maca McLean here? The old man asked me to pass a message on his behalf. If you can, please tell me where he is? What does he look like? I heard he is older than me Little, is it true...

When he heard his name appear in the conversation, Maca couldn't help but pause, and turned around again with a little doubt.

He didn't remember that he knew Mr. Hohenheim... No, to be precise, he did know him, but they might not know him?

From the looks of it, he still doesn't have a more accurate estimate of how widely his reputation has spread.

I'm Maca McLean. May I ask what message Mr. Hohenheim wants you to pass to me? He turned and walked to the side of the fat young master, and Fanny followed him step by step.

Huh? The fat young man was taken aback when he heard the sound, he stopped the chattering words, and suddenly turned around, Oh! You are Mr. McLean? Wow! It's really the same as the old man said, even worse than me. Small?

Sorry, my young master is just blunt, please forgive me if there is any impoliteness! Mr. Ghost, who was floating on the side, gave a salute, expressing his apology for his fat young master.

Maca waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to pay too much attention, and then nodded to the fat young master.

I read about Mr. Hohenheim's achievements in alchemy when I was in school. I heard that he has devoted himself to research since he was young. This is a role model for all scholars. He said He smiled and said, I don't know what Mr. Hohenheim wants from me?

Maca spoke politely, but the fat young master didn't care about these polite words. He stood up from the chair with a creak, and his arms full of meat directly wrapped around Maca's shoulders.

Oh! McLean, don't say such empty-headed words, probably because he usually stays at home and rarely sees little wizards other than his family, so he is particularly eager at this moment, My old man is A dead-headed person who spends all day doing experiments, or lying on the table and calculating, what's the big deal? Let me see, buddy, you are really good, tell me quickly, how do you make The two Dark Lords were beaten down together?

As he spoke, he waved his fist like a meatball, his face full of interest.

However, the fat young man was talking vigorously, and Maca felt uncomfortable. It's okay to be a little fatter, but this person has so much flesh, the weight of just one arm is really not light. Because of the emphasis on the strength of the wizard's body, Maca's body is quite strong, but the feeling of being trapped in the flesh is not to mention how bad it is.

As for the matter of the Dark Lord, if you are interested, we can chat slowly in a while... Maca pushed away the fat that was squeezing his cheeks, and said helplessly, Didn't you say that your father has something to convey to you? Is it? I think you can talk about this first!

After the fat young master heard it, he seemed to remember it again, and nodded quickly.

Hi! I almost forgot about it, he said with a dazed expression, not remembering that it was just for this reason that he asked Madame Maxime just now. Yes, the old man asked me to ask for him. , I wonder if you have time to come to my house? The old man seems very interested in the book you wrote!

The book that the fat young man was talking about was the book written by Maca to be used as a textbook for the ancient magic literature class. It contained many usage methods that were completely different from the ancient magic literature in the past. Maca remembers that Mr. Hohenheim's research has always been more practical, perhaps because of this, he has a somewhat favorable impression of Maca's new ancient magic literature theory!

No problem. If I have time, of course I would also like to ask your father about magic knowledge. Oh, please loosen your arms first— Maca gently pushed his hand away, and took it out from his waist. A stack of small cards, I'll give this to you first! You can hand them over to your father when you go back, and say it's a small gift from me to him!

This is an ancient rune card drawn by him himself, and each character accurately interprets its own meaning. For a scholar who is also proficient in ancient magic literature, this is a very suitable gift.

At this moment, Maca glanced back slightly. He keenly noticed that someone was staring at him outside the gate of the auditorium, and that sight made him feel very familiar.