harry potter book of crimes

In the auditorium of Beauxbatons Castle, Maca and Fanny are enjoying an exquisite and delicious French breakfast. The most distinctive thing on the long table at the moment is naturally the classic French baguette.

The freshly baked French baguettes are crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. They taste good when paired with oatmeal and milk. Of course, if left for a little longer, these thick and long sticks can really be used to hit people...

But to be honest, Maka didn't have a very good impression of French breakfast. The food on the table was all on the sweet side, and it was really easy to get bored after eating it. After a few bites, he began to miss the bacon and grilled sausages at Hogwarts.

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Just as he was filling his stomach with each mouthful, a shadow floated over his table, and then he found that the seat next to him had been occupied by a large lump of fat.

"Master Hohenheim?" Maka moved her chair to give the other party some space.

"Well...good morning..."

The fat young man from the Hohenheim family was obviously not awake yet. He glanced at Maka in a daze, then shook his head and said hello to him. Fortunately, at least others could recognize him.

who.

"Well, good morning."

Maka shrugged, and then nodded to Mr. Ghost next to the big fat man. The ghost David looked helpless at this moment. Even though his face was translucent, he still perfectly understood what he was thinking.

manifested itself.

"Sorry, Master, he likes to sleep in. It's not easy to get up so early today." David smiled bitterly and said, "Good morning, Mr. McClain."

"Don't be so polite." Maka didn't care and just smiled.

While the two of them were chatting, the fat young master had already started eating. Others ate French baguettes in slices, but he grabbed a whole baguette and gnawed it directly.

.Looking at him taking a mouthful of milk and a mouthful of bread, he had already finished most of the bread.

You know, that baguette is as long as a man's arm!

Adding enough sugar in the morning after waking up can help wake up the body. It can be seen that the fat young man who was still sleepy just now quickly became more energetic.

"...Actually, I didn't want to get up early in the morning," he opened his mouth to chew and spoke vaguely to Maka. "If David hadn't told me that someone died, I wouldn't have woken up so quickly.

Get up! Unfortunately, the French Ministry of Magic acted too quickly. By the time I got there, there was nothing left..."

"There's nothing interesting to see," Maka said casually, "Just sitting alone in the corner, you know what it's like when you think about it?"

"Hey... what's important is not what it looks like! Well... this jam is good... What I want to see is an atmosphere. Do you understand the atmosphere? It's just the feeling..." The big fat man said in a long-winded manner, "I can't do anything in my life.

I’ve never seen a dead person before! It’s exciting just thinking about it!”

Ghost David felt deeply helpless towards the fat young master's attitude of fearing that the world would be in chaos. Although he wanted to tell his young master more about the dangers involved, he also knew that how could this young master care about that?

Maka finally understood that this big fat man is actually the kind of second-generation ancestor who never goes out on weekdays. It’s not that he is not good, the main reason is that he is still relatively new to the world, and his hobbies in life are eating and sleeping, which is really not good.

It’s perfect for getting in touch with the chaos of Beauxbatons today.

If this continues, the fat man will suffer a loss sooner or later.

"...Eh? McClain, why don't you say anything?" One person probably said it was not enough. Seeing Maka just smile and not speak, the fat man suddenly felt a little boring, "What are you thinking about?"

Maka shook his head and was about to say something casually, but when he turned around, he saw a small owl flying straight towards this side.

With the sound of flapping wings, an envelope happened to land on the table in front of the fat man.

"Huh?"

Maka discovered that the fat man was suddenly startled when he saw the owl, and after the envelope was accurately settled, he did not touch it for a long time.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to see it?"

Maka asked, but received a series of shakes from the other party, and even the flesh on his face shook.

"This is the owl raised by the young lady," Ghost David explained on his behalf, "I think there is something at home that I have to tell the young master."

Maka looked at the envelope and then at the fat man's cowardly appearance, and she probably had some ideas in her mind. But of course these had nothing to do with him, so he just smiled casually, turned his head and continued to eat on his own.

Went for breakfast.

After that, the fat young master hesitated for a long time. He thought that he had to read both sides, so he picked up the envelope as if accepting his fate. He didn't know how his sister usually treated him, so that he couldn't even read the letter.

They were all as reluctant as if they were about to go to war.

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Dear Brother Noah:

I believe you have spent one night at Beauxbatons. Is it as beautiful as Dad said? Dear brother, take a good look at Sarah first, and then write down everything you see.

, Sarah will want to see it when she comes back?

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

Sarah is writing this letter to you mainly because Dad wants to tell you what he has to do again. Remember to make good friends with Madame Maxime and go to say hello on time every day. Only in this way can we appear to be all members of the Hohenheim family.

He is a wizard who knows etiquette.

Then, this time you went to Beauxbatons to represent your father in the negotiation of the inheritance of the great alchemist Nico Flamel. Remember to listen to David's advice and don't just focus on it.

Wander by yourself.

Oh, and one more thing - it's Sarah's business, don't forget to find something to take home before you come back. Remember? Sarah's birthday is coming soon! Sarah should be there in the second half of the year

Going to school at Beauxbatons, this is what my father personally agreed to! Dear brother, please be sure to check out the bathrooms and toilets at Beauxbatons for Sarah!

Finally, I hope my dear brother has a good time these days! As Sarah’s blessing to her brother, please remember these good times living in Beauxbatons!

Well, let me calculate the time... When this letter is sent to you, you should not have gotten up yet? Really, without the lovely Sarah, my brother will definitely stay in bed! In this case...

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Before the fat man finished reading the whole letter, he suddenly threw the letter paper and envelope aside, but they just happened to be thrown into Maka's dinner plate. The next moment, there was only a loud "bang" sound.

, countless pairs of eyes in this auditorium immediately looked this way.

It was a sudden explosion. In terms of power, it was comparable to an adult wizard's crushing spell. The long table in front of Maka was missing a piece of table top, and all kinds of tableware were blown into "hidden weapons".

In an instant, they scattered and splashed far away.

Maka blocked one hand in front of him, and a layer of blue magic barrier firmly blocked the explosion power radiating towards him, without even hurting half of his hair. Unfortunately, the man sitting opposite him

A few of the brothers were a little miserable. Most of them were disgraced. One of them had his face scratched in several places by the exploding fragments, and blood was pouring out.

"Does your young lady like to play such powerful pranks?" Maka kept moving his hands, he turned his head and asked Mr. Ghost with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"Uh..." David looked quite embarrassed, and he quickly said apologetically, "I'm really... I'm really sorry... Mr. McClain, and everyone... I'm really..."

"Hey, McLean, you are really good at guarding!" The fat man didn't care about the misery of those people at all. Instead, he became very curious about Maka's magic. "Can you teach me?"

"Hey! What's going on with you guys!"

"That's right! What... happened? Is there a poison spell on the letter?"

"Oh...my handsome face..."

The wizards on the opposite side were naturally unhappy. They were shouting in pain, as if they wanted to ask the fat man for clarification. Perhaps the fat young man himself was eye-catching enough. He just threw the letter away after reading it.

Each set of moves was seen by the other party, and now they both wanted to find an explanation for themselves.

Maka didn't care what they said. He didn't even pay attention to the fat man's question. He just looked at the ground under the hole in the table with slight surprise after removing the magic barrier.

There, the original piece of letter paper fell to the ground, but it was actually intact in the explosion just now!

"This is not the power of a magic spell." He thought to himself, while bending down to pick up the piece of paper, and checked it over and over again.

Just now, if he hadn't reacted very quickly, he would have been caught. The explosion attached to this letter was not only very powerful, but also had only a very short-lived magic wave in advance. I'm afraid it was someone who

A masterpiece of alchemy.

Is she the "young lady" from the Hohenheim family that David mentioned before?

"Can I read the content of the letter?" Maka asked the fat young master.

"Look, look... look at it as you like," the fat man waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't say read it, I can give it to you - but don't give it back to me, God knows if it will explode again?"

Maka nodded in understanding, and then looked at the words on the letter paper.

But after only a few seconds, he immediately pursed his lips, and then decisively handed the letter to Fanny next to him.

"Please translate it for me," he said helplessly.

Don't we need to find a translator? Although this gathering was mainly conducted in English in order to take care of everyone, this letter was written in French.

Soon, when Fanny quietly translated the content to him, he suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Will you enroll in Beauxbatons in the second half of the year?"