harry potter book of crimes

For now, among the audience who are mostly ordinary wizards, the old butler Edward is just a stranger to them.

Therefore, when old Edward showed up with the two principals of the magic school, Professor McGonagall and Madame Maxime, many people couldn't help but secretly become curious.

The competition is now over, at least the champion has been decided, and the next stage should be the awards ceremony.

Therefore, everyone is very curious about the identity of this old gentleman who appears at such a critical moment.

However, old Edward had just appeared from the entrance channel, but he suddenly stopped.

After Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Maxim noticed it, they immediately looked back, and Mr. Hohenheim in the middle of the judges' table also hurried over with some doubts.

"Mr. Flamel, you're here..." He greeted him politely first, and then asked doubtfully, "What are you looking at?"

As Nicola Flamel's butler and the only intermediary for outsiders to gain access to the alchemy legacy, Edward Sr. must treat him with corresponding courtesy, at least on the surface.

Generally speaking, the old butler would not be indifferent to others because of this. He always regarded himself as the butler of the Flamel family and had his own strict standards for treating other people.

But at this moment, he seemed to have not heard Hohenheim's words and was still looking in a certain direction on the field from a distance.

Hohenheim was startled, and then he looked over where old Edward was looking.

Soon, he realized that what the old butler was looking at should be the alchemist in the tuxedo...or to be more precise, it should be the alchemist's alchemy formation in front of him.

"……gentlemen?"

Hohenheim vaguely remembered that Maca once mentioned to him at the dinner table that old Edward himself didn't actually know much about alchemy.

In this case, to him, the unfinished formation formation should be nothing more than a celestial book whose words he may not even be able to understand.

"Um?"

After Hohenheim called out again, old Edward came back to his senses.

"Oh, Mr. Hohenheim, I'm sorry -" the old butler smiled and said, "I suddenly recalled some past events, and I fell into a trance without paying attention... Ah, by the way, the gentleman in the tuxedo, his name is

what name?"

"That one..."

When he thought that he had been delayed by that guy for so long and it was all wasted in the end, Hohenheim couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

"His name is Mark Newton. As you can see, he is also one of the finalists," he introduced casually, then thought about it and asked, "Mr. Flamel, is he someone you know?"

"Oh, um..."

The old butler obviously hesitated for a moment. After looking over there again, he finally shook his head hesitantly.

"No, I don't think so... maybe it's just a small coincidence."

Having said that, he put aside his thoughts for the time being, and took the initiative to invite Hohenheim to walk to the high platform in the middle of the arena. Mag and Maxim, who were waiting aside, followed closely.

Perhaps these small actions of Old Edward are not important at all, and Hohenheim did not spend too much time on this trip. But in the eyes of some caring people, this series of actions will inevitably make them suspicious.

.

For example, the winner of this game has been determined—the old witch in Africa.

When Edward and Hohenheim walked side by side across the arena and slowly climbed onto the central platform, the old witch's hand on the skull staff tightened slightly.

And with her little movement, the dragon wings behind the alchemy monster sitting next to her seemed to tremble slightly.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I am the current Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Minerva McGonagall."

The first person to speak was Professor McGonagall, and her speech was actually given to her by Maka.

"The first International Alchemy Competition is now here. After the continuous efforts of a large number of enthusiastic contestants, it is finally coming to an end."

"I believe that while watching the event, you will not only be looking forward to the results of the event, but you will also be extremely curious about the extra secret game rewards."

As the person in charge of the venue where the event is held, and also as the new principal of Hogwarts, McGonagall needs to continue to add weight to herself in such public occasions...

So from the beginning, Maka planned to have Professor McGonagall introduce Old Edward.

This speech will not only allow Professor McGonagall to increase her popularity faster, but also let other forces understand that the old housekeeper who holds the alchemy legacy has a relatively close and friendly relationship with her.

This will have a very beneficial impact on all aspects of her future social activities.

But at first, Professor McGonagall disagreed.

She believed that Maka had to fight for many things for Hogwarts, and even old Edward agreed to many arrangements without saying a word because of Maka's relationship.

Now, with such an important opportunity to show her face, no matter how you think about it, it should be a benefit that Maka deserves.

Maka was a bit unable to defeat her before, so the original plan had to be cancelled. Today, according to the plan, Maka should still take the lead.

But now, Maka suddenly can't come back, so Professor McGonagall has to accept this big "gift" from her former student.

"So, please allow me to introduce you to a special guest - he is the butler of the late world-class alchemy master Nicolas Flamel, Mr. Edward Flamel!"

When she said this, she reached out her hand and gestured politely to the side. The old housekeeper immediately took a step forward in cooperation and leaned forward slightly to salute.

"As the only great alchemist to refine the Philosopher's Stone for hundreds of years, Mr. Nico Flamel and his wife have lived on the elixir of life for more than 600 years, and have also contributed to the construction of the wizarding world and even the Muggle world.

A lot of gold...His achievements in alchemy were astonishing!"

"And one day about five years ago, the Flamel couple may have understood the mystery of life and decided to rush into the arms of death together with a lifetime of glory..."

The topic of life and death has always been quite heavy, and it was difficult for Professor McGonagall to explain it clearly. Therefore, she just skimmed over here and quickly jumped to the most important content of the day.

"However, although Nico Flamel has passed away, he still cherishes the memory of us who are still living in this world and the whole world full of memories——"

"Therefore, before he passed away, he left a last wish, a great gift to all of us!"

As he spoke, Professor McGonagall nodded to Old Edward again.

"Today, and in the coming days, Mr. Flamel will use this occasion to officially disclose Mr. Nico Flamel's last wish to the global magical community!"

When Nico Flamel was mentioned, many people knew him, and soon the audience was buzzing with murmurs.

"...and the prizes for our first International Alchemy Competition will also be announced later." Professor McGonagall said, "Then, Mr. Edward Flamel will explain Nico Mellor to everyone.

Sir’s last words!”

At this point, Professor McGonagall took advantage of the situation and stepped back, leaving the rest of the speaking time in the hands of old Edward.

After that, the old housekeeper followed Maka's advance preparations and completely disclosed the master's last wish to the wizards and people from all over the world.

And following his words, the mainstream media in the wizarding world in various countries kept writing about it. Many reporters wrote this explosive news on the spot, and obviously they all sent it back as soon as possible.

Plans to immediately appear in their respective magic newspapers and magazines.

Immortality is tempting, and gold is also tempting. Whether it is for Muggles or wizards, the obviousness is the same.

Of course, the people are not all ignorant, and many of them have clearer views - for such global-level benefits, the common people still have to wait!

Therefore, many people just took the opportunity to join in the fun.

"...And the prize for this alchemy competition is, of course, the alchemy laboratory left by my master."

Old Edward spoke slowly, as if chatting.

"However, the master's inheritance is provided to the whole world, so even in the early stage of research, every participating alchemist has the right to participate. The specific distribution method will be determined by the audience under the supervision of the audience in a while.

Mr. Hohenheim announced on the spot..."

After the old butler finished speaking slowly, as if he had completed his task, he returned to the place where he was standing. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions in his heart.

Feeling.

To be honest, the master's request was so heavy that even the master himself had never thought about completing it. If it weren't for the help of Maca, Mrs. Maxim, and many other people, he would not have been able to imagine it.

How to do it specifically.

And now, this drama is finally over.

After a lot of emotion, old Edward let out a breath and couldn't help but start to recall all the past life with his master.

"I like to think about the past when I have nothing to do. I am really getting older..."

He thought about it and couldn't help but smile bitterly - if the naughty master was still around, he would definitely use his "old age" of more than 600 years to extol himself, right?

When he thought of his master, Old Edward paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked down at the arena. Not far away diagonally opposite, the middle-aged wizard in a tuxedo who was also among the top twelve finalists, silently

He stood there with his face turned sideways, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mark Newton..."

Just when the old housekeeper's eyes fell on that person again, a hint of gloom flowed through the eyes of the old witch standing first on the right.