harry potter book of crimes

The two Beauxbatons boys opposite the fountain were arguing fiercely, but Fleur seemed to be avoiding them for fear of avoiding them. She didn't give any explanation to Maka, so she beckoned him and Luna to quietly take a detour to avoid them.

Seeing Furong's appearance, how could Maka not understand?

But this matter obviously had nothing to do with him, and Fleur didn't want to explain at all, so he just shrugged and followed with Luna.

The interior of Beauxbatons Castle has a significant Baroque style. Whether it is tables, chairs, carpets or flower column carvings, they are all complex and exquisite, gorgeous and unrestrained, and the color contrast is bright and strong, and full of impact.

After far away from the dispute over the fountain, Fleur put on her gentle and slightly arrogant smile. While leading Maka and Luna forward, she introduced them to the corridor from time to time. Various decorative origins.

Her sister Gabrielle, on the other hand, followed quietly behind her sister, looking quite well-behaved and sensible.

Looking at the teaching environment of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Maka had to nod her head - compared to Hogwarts, Beauxbatons is obviously much richer!

Who wants to have a good schoolmate who can produce gold through alchemy?

He controlled his words and deeds at all times to maintain the necessary etiquette, but his eyes were glancing back and forth at various valuable things, and he was still calculating the value contained in them.

Naturally, they are not just wandering around like this. At least before that, they must go to the principal, Mrs. Maxim, and say hello before they can continue wandering.

Following Fleur all the way to the top floor, Maka and Luna first stopped in front of a gorgeous door, letting Fleur and Gabrielle go in first to notify Maxim.

Before letting them wait too long, Furong came out first.

"Mr. MacLean," she said softly, "the principal is receiving guests at the moment..."

"It's okay if we wait for a while."

Maka didn't want Fleur to think that she would be neglecting her, so she nodded and spoke first, but to her surprise, the other party shook her head.

"...No, that's not the case," Fleur explained, "The guest heard that he was a student from Hogwarts, so he also wanted to meet him..."

At this point, she added, "...that is Mr. Nick Flamel's butler."

Maca nodded clearly.

"Mr. Nick Flamel and Professor Dumbledore are good friends. It must be because of this reason..." He thought for a while and then gestured, "Then let's say hello together! Otherwise it will be rude." "

But even though he said this, he was muttering in his heart - the history of magic has been ruined, and Nick Flamel and his wife have both died together. How should he say hello to the housekeeper when he meets him later?

Is it possible that I still want to ask: "Hey! Are your husband and wife dead?"

But no matter what he was thinking, since he mentioned it, he still wanted to see him.

As Furong pushed the door open, Maka immediately saw a spacious room. There were luxurious decorations everywhere, whether it was a desk, a bookcase, a coat rack, or a sofa chair for entertaining guests. There is a hint of grace in the cover-up.

At this moment, the tall Madame Maxime was sitting squarely on the sofa chair, and opposite her sat a white-bearded wizard, who was obviously the old housekeeper of Nick Flamel's family.

"Mrs. Maxim, it's an honor to see you again. It hasn't been long since we last parted, and I'm disturbing you again. If there's anything rude about me, please don't mind!"

Maka was saying clichés, but her eyes looked towards Maxim first, and then moved to the old housekeeper very naturally.

"You must be the butler of Mr. Nick Flamel's family," he continued politely. "Professor Dumbledore often talks to me about Mr. Nick Flamel's alchemical talent. Although I don't know much about alchemy,

I also admire Mr. Flamel’s achievements very much... I don’t know what I should call you?”

"You don't have to be so polite," the old butler said with a smile, "You can call me Edward... I just heard that Mr. Dumbledore's student has arrived, and I wanted to meet him on behalf of the master."

Just as he was speaking, the old butler Edward looked at Maca for a moment, and then continued: "I heard the master mention it earlier. He said that Mr. MacLean was Mr. Dumbledore's best student. When he heard that you transferred to the Moral School,

When it came to Armstrong, I still didn’t believe it!”

When Edward mentioned this matter, Maka's expression did not change at all, and he still maintained a calm smile on his face.

"Yes! Speaking of which, I don't believe it either!" Maka said with a smile, "It's just that there are always all kinds of unexpected changes in this world. Every step you take in life will lead you to a completely different future."

He had no intention of explaining the matter at all. Anyone who could understand would understand. If he couldn't understand, he didn't need to explain so much.

Perhaps it's because there are servants for every master, and this old butler seems to have a lot of experience. Although Maka once made a scene at the Quidditch World Cup finals and was involved with the evil Death Eaters,

But the old man remained calm and unhurried.

"Mr. MacLean is indeed very intelligent, and his casual remarks are thought-provoking..."

Probably because she couldn't bear the compliments between the old and the young, Mrs. Maxim quickly stretched out her hand to signal to Maca: "Mr. MacLean, please stop standing, please sit down! And this... Lovegood

Miss?"

In the second event of the Triwizard Tournament, Luna was imprisoned in the maze as Maka's hostage, so Madame Maxime still had a bit of an impression.

"Yes, this is Luna Lovegood, a student of Ravenclaw House."

While Maka was introducing, without being polite anymore, she took Luna and sat down on the vacant sofa chair next to her.

Luna who was following him heard them mentioning her, and she leaned forward slightly, with a slightly dazed smile on her face.

Seeing them sit down, Fleur and Gabrielle smiled at them and went out first.

"How do you feel about coming to Beauxbatons today? Are you satisfied with the environment here?" Madame Maxime smiled and said, "If there is any place you want to visit, I can ask Delacour to take you there later. It doesn't take much.

Restrained.”

Maka nodded politely and joked: "The teaching environment of your school is very beautiful, which makes me want to stay and go to school here. I heard about it as early as Hogwarts, and the scholarships of your school are comparable to those of Hogwarts."

This is as high as Durmstrang’s!”

To be honest, although Maka had been lamenting Beauxbatons' rich wealth along the way, he really wasn't too interested in letting him live in a place like this.

The school rules at Beauxbatons are actually very strict, especially in terms of etiquette. The requirements are cumbersome, sometimes even to the point of being harsh.

One of Beauxbatons' traditions is that when the principal enters the room, students must stand at attention until the principal is seated before they can sit down, to show respect for the principal.

If he has to live in a place like this for a year and a half, does he still need to do anything?

Whether at Hogwarts or Durmstrang, he kept everything simple and focused on magical research. When did he pay attention to etiquette?

Now that Beauxbatons is a guest, he can still pretend to cope with it, but if it goes on for a long time, he will be exhausted?

"Oh...I feel relieved when I hear you say that!" Of course Mrs. Maxim knew he was joking, so she also smiled and said, "If possible, please stay a few more days - in school

There are guest rooms specially prepared for guests, and now that it is summer vacation, Mr. MacLean can stay and experience the beauty of Beauxbatons more."

Of course there is no problem in staying for a few days, but if we continue to talk about these polite words, the next topic will probably include the French magic world.

Maka intended to talk less, so she simply turned the conversation over to the old butler Edward.

"Oh... thank you for your hospitality. I'm honored." He said, and naturally changed the subject, "Madam, you don't have to pay attention to me. Since Madam is still entertaining guests, please continue with Madam and Mr. Edward. I'll go ahead first."

I went to visit other places.”

However, he wanted to apply oil on the soles of his feet, but someone refused to let him go.

"Oh! Mr. MacLean is so polite," the old butler said with a smile, "It's okay, my wife and I just talked about something interesting. If Mr. MacLean is interested, why not come and listen to it together."

Although he said it very casually, it was an invitation after all, and he obviously thought highly of him. If Tamaka just refused it casually, he would be ignorant.

In this case, he could only smile and nod, waiting for Edward or Maxim to continue.

Luna on the side didn't care at all. She tilted her head and looked at the landscape painting on the wall, staring at it for a moment, as if she was lost in thought again.

"The thing is like this..."

The old butler paused and then began to tell a story about his master Nick Flamel.

In fact, most wizards who study alchemy like to mess with cryptography. However, the cryptography in the magical world is very different from that of Muggles. Basically, it is based on various special ancient magic texts.

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And his master, Nick Flamel, is also proficient in the in-depth study of many ancient magic texts.

However, nearly a hundred years ago, while traveling around the world, Nick Flamel discovered a very special ancient character from the ruins of an ancient ruins - it was unknown whether it had magical powers.

It took him a lot of time to decipher part of this ancient character, but not long after, he completely threw this ancient character aside.

Recently, when Edward, the old butler, was packing things, he came across those stone slabs engraved with ancient characters. But he found that these stone slabs were very strange.

"...It can even be said to be 'weird'!" The old butler's expression changed.