Chapter 156 The French Covenant
·
Wo Bu Geng Xin
The moon hangs in the sky, and the stars arch over the moon, illuminating the forest below extraordinarily brightly, and in the depths of the forest, a brightly lit villa stands here.
"Didn't you see anyone?"
The woman in red sat at the dining table and said calmly.
And at the bottom, a young man lowered his head and said very ashamedly: "Yes, Lord Alice, we did not find any trace of Luke Gunter. According to our information, he never got off the car on the way, but in He was also not seen by those waiting outside King's Cross station."
"It should be sent home by that professor. Or maybe I prepared something like a port key. It's not unusual."
From the other end of the dining table, there was a muffled sound.
The woman in red looked at the young man in front of her, and at the man hidden in the knight's heavy armor across the table.
"But this is still his negligence. Didn't he even consider this kind of thing? Incompetence is incompetence. Don't make excuses for what you don't have."
The woman in red opened her mouth like a cannonball, and her tone became colder and colder as she spoke, and even felt a little cold in the end.
The young man in front of her became more and more ugly as she heard it, and turned her head involuntarily to look at the armor for help.
The knife and fork in Armor's hand paused, shook his head and said, "I'm meddling in my own business."
The young man's face paled instantly.He looked like he wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut.
The woman in red still looked calm, as if nothing happened: "Just this time, don't make another example. If you still fail in this mission, you don't have to come back to see me..."
The young man bowed deeply: "Yes, Lord Alice, I will definitely complete the task."
After finishing speaking, he fled the restaurant as if he had received an amnesty.
After he left, the woman in red looked unchanged, and looked at the armor on the opposite side: "Master Kidd, is there any new progress in tracking the saint?"
"If this makes any progress, you underestimate these people too much, Alice." Kidd shook his head, making a 'kaka' sound of metal clashing, "They have been operating in secret for so many years, and we are Dealing with the Saints for the first time, the difficulty of finding them is too high."
"Then, there is no news."
Cold words are like a basin of cold water in three winters.Pouring on Kidd's face.
He looked at the woman in red across the table, silent, not knowing what he was thinking, while Alice stared at Kidd with the same indifferent expression.The two of them didn't look like they were having dinner at the same table.
"Yes, it was my fault. But Alice, you are a little too impatient."
Kidd frankly admitted his problem.He sent the steak in his hand to where the mouth should be under the armor.When the beef touched the armor, it disappeared as if being stuffed into the armor.
"We didn't rush, and we thought for a while that our mission was humiliatingly over. Because of our inaction."
Alice emphasized the word 'inaction'.
"Because it's not worth it. How long have we not been in the public eye? 100 years? Or 200 years? They don't deserve our presence."
Kidd also responded directly without embracing the lake: "Even if it is the current one, we need more investigations, whether it is xinxing, ability, or other things."
"And then you were ruthlessly abandoned?" Alice's mouth curved into a sarcasm, "When you really see the other party's ability, the other party no longer needs us."
There was a chuckle from Kidd's armor, sounding like he was about to say something.
"Don't forget, we serve the Gaunt family. Do you expect a snake that has become a climate to trust you? Just rely on the strength in your hands?"
Alice bluntly interrupted his laughter and unspoken tirade.
Looking at Kidd who fell into silence, Alice regained her composure. She shook the gin in her hand and drank it down.
"I am the leader, so all you need is to obey."
"...well, if that's your judgment... 'Chief'."
Kidd shrugged seemingly indifferently, and then continued to eat his own food.After cleaning up the steak in two or three bites, he raised his hand, and the waiter who was waiting on the side waved his wand, and the plate that had been emptied disappeared, and a new meal appeared in Kidd the next moment. in front of the eyes.Kidd continued to feast unceremoniously, as if there was no unpleasantness just now.
And Alice also started her meal gracefully.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and the last sip of soufflé, Kidd, who threw down the coffee and drank the brandy in the cup, stood up and gave Alice an ancient knightly salute. .
"Farewell, Lord Alice, I will inform you of the news of the fleeing saints within five days."
"Okay, Lord Kidd."
Alice was not in a hurry, the knife and fork cut off a small piece of steak, and then stuffed it into her mouth.
Kidd nodded, then turned and left.
Alice, on the other hand, looked at the table that the waiter had already cleared, shook her head and said, "The cow chews peonies..."
……
Wearing a decent black suit, Dumbledore looked like a qualified British gentleman. Opposite him was Luke in a small suit.The two sat under a parasol outside the door of a restaurant, watching the river view not far away, enjoying the rare warm sunshine.
"Professor, with all due respect, I have prepared a suit of clothes for you, and you will take me to eat this?"
Luke looked at the crepe and black coffee in front of him with disgust.
Dumbledore ignored his words, but silently stuffed the crepe into his mouth, then nodded heavily: "It tastes exactly the same as it did 30 years ago."
It seems that there is a feeling of nostalgia for the past.
"I know you're used to Chinese food, but Luke, this is France, trust me, French food is great, much better than British food."
Dumbledore was not shy about criticizing the national cuisine.
"Because we all eat French food, Professor..."
Luke said frankly that his kitchen utensils can cook Chinese and French food.The skill of Chinese food was not taught by him, and the food cooked by the kitchen utensils is actually much better than the one he cooks himself.
Because the material is more solid.Fortunately, he was the only one in Luke's family who needed a decent meal.Otherwise, the expenditure on food alone will not be low.
"That's right, it's impossible for nobles to be unfamiliar with French cuisine."
Dumbledore nodded too.
"Hey sir, your grandson is so cute, can I take a picture of him, please?"
A girl with long brown hair said to Dumbledore with a smile, then shook the Polaroid camera in her hand.
"Oh, I think, dear girl, you'll have to ask the little gentleman for his opinion. I'm not his grandfather, so I can't make up his mind for him."
Dumbledore laughed and said to the pretty fashionable girl.
The girl looked at the old man and the young man a little strangely, but still smiled and said to Luke: "How about it, little guy, are you interested?"
"of course can."
Luke, who looked seven or eight years old, smiled and said to the girl.
Moments later, Luke had a pretty good photo.With a slight smile on his face under the sun, Luke sat lazily on the chair. Although he was still a child, he gave off a rather mature feeling.
"Muggles' inventions are still so amazing!"
Dumbledore carefully looked at Luke's immobile photo, and said with emotion.
Luke didn't say anything, just pouted.
This expression is not about a magical look, it is very similar to seeing a meow that can speak human language.
"Okay professor, when can we go to Nicole Flamel? I really want to see him now."
Luke turned the topic to the main topic. He is really fed up with his current state.Just like the situation just now, it is not the first time it happened.
Luke as a cub can be too cute, always attracting some female attention.
"I also really want to see Nico now, but unfortunately, he has not opened the door yet. We will most likely have to wait a few days."
Dumbledore took a sip of coffee, then said to Luke seriously.
Luke's face darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Professor, why did you bring me to France now?"
"But the three-day limit was proposed by you yourself."
Dumbledore said flatly.
Luke frowned when he heard this.If you want to say that, it is true.
"Don't say such unreasonable words, Professor." Luke looked at Dumbledore with disdain: "Do you have any plans? Using me as a raft is a bit too much."
Hearing this, Dumbledore shook his head at Luke and said with a smile, "I'm not doing this for anything of mine, but for you."
Luke sneered at first, then turned around and wanted to ask Dumbledore what it was for him.But when he thought about it, he frowned, and then fell silent.
Dumbledore showed a gentle smile on his face, put the coffee in the cup into his mouth again, and then looked at the sparkling river.
After a while, Luke raised his head, frowned and Dumbledore said, "We didn't follow the path of wizards. We came by boat. Are they so well-informed?"
Luke didn't know enough about the French nobles, or in other words, he certainly wasn't familiar with Dumbledore, who often dealt with them.After all, he is still a 'wild child' who has no knowledge and lives in the forest.
This is not what he calls himself, but what some people in the British aristocratic circles call Luke.
And if this title is now passed to France, Luke is not surprised at all.
At this moment, the Muggles who were around them got up one by one, as if there was something urgent, they left the place in a hurry.
Luke sneered when he saw this, and then silently straightened his back and straightened his posture. Almost in the blink of an eye, his demeanor changed from an innocent boy to a quiet young man.
Dumbledore watched Luke's movements and blinked.He really didn't understand why these nobles who dared to do anything in the dark and could do anything in the dark had to put on a glamorous appearance even in front of their kind.
He knew that among the nobles there were those who strictly followed the code of honor of the nobles, but this did not prevent the number of scum among the nobles.
What kind of nobleman is Luke?This is hard to say.According to Dumbledore's understanding of Luke, it should be based on demand.If necessary he can become the benchmark of aristocratic morality, of course, if necessary...
On the other side, after all the Muggles had left, a white-haired wizard wearing a classical wizarding dress suddenly appeared not far away, and then walked up to the two of them, first bowed to Luke, and then to Deng Bullido leaned down.
"Honor Mr. Luke Gaunt, and Honorable Mr. Albus Dumbledore."
Although his voice was a little old, it was full of energy and sounded very energetic, even if he bent his waist and bowed his head, he didn't feel muffled at all.
Luke glanced at his chest, a green and gold background with a raven flapping its wings.
"To Strange?"
"Yes, my lord, Mr. Vaughn Lettrange invites you to Fokkin Manor."
The old man is still very respectful, even when talking about his master, there is no obvious sense of pride.
"I thought you would be more reserved. Like waiting for my own request for an interview."
Luke's expression was flat, neither haughty nor humble.Because the other party's family is equal to his, it is impossible for him to act like a junior at this time.
"Just kidding, the Strange family and the Gaunt family had a deep friendship in the era of Terry Gaunt and Larvin Let Strange. When the Gaunt family died out, our master was very It is a pity. Because this represents the disappearance of a glorious surname. This is a great loss for the nobles."
"Fortunately, your birth surprised the master. He is very much looking forward to meeting you, the heir of the Gaunt family. This will be a meeting across the strait and spanning a hundred years. He is very much looking forward to it. "
As he spoke, he took out an invitation letter from his chest and placed it on the table in front of Luke.Luke took a look and saw Vaughn Lettrange's name on it, as well as the Raven family crest.
Then the old man took out another invitation letter from his chest again.
"This is for you, Professor Dumbledore. The master said that he and you have not seen each other for many years. If you still want to have dinner with old friends, please come to Fokkin Manor with Mr. Gaunt. He has prepared a sumptuous dinner and a comfortable room for the two of you there."
He put the invitation in front of Dumbledore, and instead of staying still like Luke, Dumbledore picked up the invitation.
"Haha, it looks like I'm going to get my student's light today!"
"Didn't you see anyone?"
The woman in red sat at the dining table and said calmly.
And at the bottom, a young man lowered his head and said very ashamedly: "Yes, Lord Alice, we did not find any trace of Luke Gunter. According to our information, he never got off the car on the way, but in He was also not seen by those waiting outside King's Cross station."
"It should be sent home by that professor. Or maybe I prepared something like a port key. It's not unusual."
From the other end of the dining table, there was a muffled sound.
The woman in red looked at the young man in front of her, and at the man hidden in the knight's heavy armor across the table.
"But this is still his negligence. Didn't he even consider this kind of thing? Incompetence is incompetence. Don't make excuses for what you don't have."
The woman in red opened her mouth like a cannonball, and her tone became colder and colder as she spoke, and even felt a little cold in the end.
The young man in front of her became more and more ugly as she heard it, and turned her head involuntarily to look at the armor for help.
The knife and fork in Armor's hand paused, shook his head and said, "I'm meddling in my own business."
The young man's face paled instantly.He looked like he wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut.
The woman in red still looked calm, as if nothing happened: "Just this time, don't make another example. If you still fail in this mission, you don't have to come back to see me..."
The young man bowed deeply: "Yes, Lord Alice, I will definitely complete the task."
After finishing speaking, he fled the restaurant as if he had received an amnesty.
After he left, the woman in red looked unchanged, and looked at the armor on the opposite side: "Master Kidd, is there any new progress in tracking the saint?"
"If this makes any progress, you underestimate these people too much, Alice." Kidd shook his head, making a 'kaka' sound of metal clashing, "They have been operating in secret for so many years, and we are Dealing with the Saints for the first time, the difficulty of finding them is too high."
"Then, there is no news."
Cold words are like a basin of cold water in three winters.Pouring on Kidd's face.
He looked at the woman in red across the table, silent, not knowing what he was thinking, while Alice stared at Kidd with the same indifferent expression.The two of them didn't look like they were having dinner at the same table.
"Yes, it was my fault. But Alice, you are a little too impatient."
Kidd frankly admitted his problem.He sent the steak in his hand to where the mouth should be under the armor.When the beef touched the armor, it disappeared as if being stuffed into the armor.
"We didn't rush, and we thought for a while that our mission was humiliatingly over. Because of our inaction."
Alice emphasized the word 'inaction'.
"Because it's not worth it. How long have we not been in the public eye? 100 years? Or 200 years? They don't deserve our presence."
Kidd also responded directly without embracing the lake: "Even if it is the current one, we need more investigations, whether it is xinxing, ability, or other things."
"And then you were ruthlessly abandoned?" Alice's mouth curved into a sarcasm, "When you really see the other party's ability, the other party no longer needs us."
There was a chuckle from Kidd's armor, sounding like he was about to say something.
"Don't forget, we serve the Gaunt family. Do you expect a snake that has become a climate to trust you? Just rely on the strength in your hands?"
Alice bluntly interrupted his laughter and unspoken tirade.
Looking at Kidd who fell into silence, Alice regained her composure. She shook the gin in her hand and drank it down.
"I am the leader, so all you need is to obey."
"...well, if that's your judgment... 'Chief'."
Kidd shrugged seemingly indifferently, and then continued to eat his own food.After cleaning up the steak in two or three bites, he raised his hand, and the waiter who was waiting on the side waved his wand, and the plate that had been emptied disappeared, and a new meal appeared in Kidd the next moment. in front of the eyes.Kidd continued to feast unceremoniously, as if there was no unpleasantness just now.
And Alice also started her meal gracefully.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and the last sip of soufflé, Kidd, who threw down the coffee and drank the brandy in the cup, stood up and gave Alice an ancient knightly salute. .
"Farewell, Lord Alice, I will inform you of the news of the fleeing saints within five days."
"Okay, Lord Kidd."
Alice was not in a hurry, the knife and fork cut off a small piece of steak, and then stuffed it into her mouth.
Kidd nodded, then turned and left.
Alice, on the other hand, looked at the table that the waiter had already cleared, shook her head and said, "The cow chews peonies..."
……
Wearing a decent black suit, Dumbledore looked like a qualified British gentleman. Opposite him was Luke in a small suit.The two sat under a parasol outside the door of a restaurant, watching the river view not far away, enjoying the rare warm sunshine.
"Professor, with all due respect, I have prepared a suit of clothes for you, and you will take me to eat this?"
Luke looked at the crepe and black coffee in front of him with disgust.
Dumbledore ignored his words, but silently stuffed the crepe into his mouth, then nodded heavily: "It tastes exactly the same as it did 30 years ago."
It seems that there is a feeling of nostalgia for the past.
"I know you're used to Chinese food, but Luke, this is France, trust me, French food is great, much better than British food."
Dumbledore was not shy about criticizing the national cuisine.
"Because we all eat French food, Professor..."
Luke said frankly that his kitchen utensils can cook Chinese and French food.The skill of Chinese food was not taught by him, and the food cooked by the kitchen utensils is actually much better than the one he cooks himself.
Because the material is more solid.Fortunately, he was the only one in Luke's family who needed a decent meal.Otherwise, the expenditure on food alone will not be low.
"That's right, it's impossible for nobles to be unfamiliar with French cuisine."
Dumbledore nodded too.
"Hey sir, your grandson is so cute, can I take a picture of him, please?"
A girl with long brown hair said to Dumbledore with a smile, then shook the Polaroid camera in her hand.
"Oh, I think, dear girl, you'll have to ask the little gentleman for his opinion. I'm not his grandfather, so I can't make up his mind for him."
Dumbledore laughed and said to the pretty fashionable girl.
The girl looked at the old man and the young man a little strangely, but still smiled and said to Luke: "How about it, little guy, are you interested?"
"of course can."
Luke, who looked seven or eight years old, smiled and said to the girl.
Moments later, Luke had a pretty good photo.With a slight smile on his face under the sun, Luke sat lazily on the chair. Although he was still a child, he gave off a rather mature feeling.
"Muggles' inventions are still so amazing!"
Dumbledore carefully looked at Luke's immobile photo, and said with emotion.
Luke didn't say anything, just pouted.
This expression is not about a magical look, it is very similar to seeing a meow that can speak human language.
"Okay professor, when can we go to Nicole Flamel? I really want to see him now."
Luke turned the topic to the main topic. He is really fed up with his current state.Just like the situation just now, it is not the first time it happened.
Luke as a cub can be too cute, always attracting some female attention.
"I also really want to see Nico now, but unfortunately, he has not opened the door yet. We will most likely have to wait a few days."
Dumbledore took a sip of coffee, then said to Luke seriously.
Luke's face darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Professor, why did you bring me to France now?"
"But the three-day limit was proposed by you yourself."
Dumbledore said flatly.
Luke frowned when he heard this.If you want to say that, it is true.
"Don't say such unreasonable words, Professor." Luke looked at Dumbledore with disdain: "Do you have any plans? Using me as a raft is a bit too much."
Hearing this, Dumbledore shook his head at Luke and said with a smile, "I'm not doing this for anything of mine, but for you."
Luke sneered at first, then turned around and wanted to ask Dumbledore what it was for him.But when he thought about it, he frowned, and then fell silent.
Dumbledore showed a gentle smile on his face, put the coffee in the cup into his mouth again, and then looked at the sparkling river.
After a while, Luke raised his head, frowned and Dumbledore said, "We didn't follow the path of wizards. We came by boat. Are they so well-informed?"
Luke didn't know enough about the French nobles, or in other words, he certainly wasn't familiar with Dumbledore, who often dealt with them.After all, he is still a 'wild child' who has no knowledge and lives in the forest.
This is not what he calls himself, but what some people in the British aristocratic circles call Luke.
And if this title is now passed to France, Luke is not surprised at all.
At this moment, the Muggles who were around them got up one by one, as if there was something urgent, they left the place in a hurry.
Luke sneered when he saw this, and then silently straightened his back and straightened his posture. Almost in the blink of an eye, his demeanor changed from an innocent boy to a quiet young man.
Dumbledore watched Luke's movements and blinked.He really didn't understand why these nobles who dared to do anything in the dark and could do anything in the dark had to put on a glamorous appearance even in front of their kind.
He knew that among the nobles there were those who strictly followed the code of honor of the nobles, but this did not prevent the number of scum among the nobles.
What kind of nobleman is Luke?This is hard to say.According to Dumbledore's understanding of Luke, it should be based on demand.If necessary he can become the benchmark of aristocratic morality, of course, if necessary...
On the other side, after all the Muggles had left, a white-haired wizard wearing a classical wizarding dress suddenly appeared not far away, and then walked up to the two of them, first bowed to Luke, and then to Deng Bullido leaned down.
"Honor Mr. Luke Gaunt, and Honorable Mr. Albus Dumbledore."
Although his voice was a little old, it was full of energy and sounded very energetic, even if he bent his waist and bowed his head, he didn't feel muffled at all.
Luke glanced at his chest, a green and gold background with a raven flapping its wings.
"To Strange?"
"Yes, my lord, Mr. Vaughn Lettrange invites you to Fokkin Manor."
The old man is still very respectful, even when talking about his master, there is no obvious sense of pride.
"I thought you would be more reserved. Like waiting for my own request for an interview."
Luke's expression was flat, neither haughty nor humble.Because the other party's family is equal to his, it is impossible for him to act like a junior at this time.
"Just kidding, the Strange family and the Gaunt family had a deep friendship in the era of Terry Gaunt and Larvin Let Strange. When the Gaunt family died out, our master was very It is a pity. Because this represents the disappearance of a glorious surname. This is a great loss for the nobles."
"Fortunately, your birth surprised the master. He is very much looking forward to meeting you, the heir of the Gaunt family. This will be a meeting across the strait and spanning a hundred years. He is very much looking forward to it. "
As he spoke, he took out an invitation letter from his chest and placed it on the table in front of Luke.Luke took a look and saw Vaughn Lettrange's name on it, as well as the Raven family crest.
Then the old man took out another invitation letter from his chest again.
"This is for you, Professor Dumbledore. The master said that he and you have not seen each other for many years. If you still want to have dinner with old friends, please come to Fokkin Manor with Mr. Gaunt. He has prepared a sumptuous dinner and a comfortable room for the two of you there."
He put the invitation in front of Dumbledore, and instead of staying still like Luke, Dumbledore picked up the invitation.
"Haha, it looks like I'm going to get my student's light today!"
