You call this a black hand?

The greeting with a smile echoed in the bright hall, it was loud and even seemed a bit heroic.

However, when the visitor saw clearly the pale face of his friend sitting by the window, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

"Who did this?!"

Mrs. Chelsea now looks like she has been seriously ill and has not yet recovered.

However, wizards at their level are no longer troubled by diseases.

So this situation can only be caused by injury.

"It's an old injury, don't make such a fuss."

Seeing the sharp look on her friend's face and her eyebrows almost standing up, the lady replied helplessly: "It's not like you don't know about my past affairs."

"How can an old injury recur for no reason?"

Knowing that it was not some blind guy who came to provoke her best friend, Juliana's expression softened, but she was also full of suspicion.

"Or is something wrong with your daughter again?"

At this time, she was wearing a black lapel-waisted trench coat, her long black hair was loose, and she had a strong aura and was full of heroic spirit.

Xiaojiabiyu is no longer as pure and innocent as the girl next door.

"I just made a move on that matter a few days ago and accidentally got involved." Mrs. Chelsea responded calmly.

This was obviously a lie, but her response meant that she didn't want to say more, so Juliana rolled her eyes and asked no more questions.

"What happened to that boy?"

After sitting opposite her friend, she turned to ask: "Why didn't I know when my stupid son became so smart?"

"That thing was mainly done by my apprentices."

When Mrs. Chelsea said this, her green eyes looked at the expression on her best friend's face, and her mind was still wondering whether this Juliana could be the other Juliana——

Although it felt unlikely, she wanted to confirm it one last time.

"apprentice?"

This word was very new to Mrs. Chelsea, and the woman whose nickname was Juliana became interested when she heard it.

"How old are you? Are you a boy or a girl?"

"The same age as your son."

Mrs. Chelsea said intentionally or unintentionally: "My name is Meren. I used to be an ordinary person. I only awakened to the wizard blood after practicing breathing techniques."

"Mellen?"

The appearance of this name made Juliana's hand under the table tremble unconsciously, as if she was shocked.

But in terms of expression, her face remained unchanged.

"I thought it was the mixed-race guy named Egg. I keep hearing people talking about him lately."

It seemed like she had never heard of Meren.

Mrs. Chelsea was completely relieved when she saw this.

In her impression, although her best friend was smart, he had little authority and was not someone who could hide things.

So she didn't think the other party was lying, and she could still lie like this without changing her expression.

"Aige is Melen."

No longer doubting this in her mind, Mrs. Chelsea turned her attention away from her good friend's face.

"I asked him to do something in the mixed-race association, and he forged the name."

"Is that so... I'm still wondering why you suddenly want to give a batch of admission quotas to that group of people."

Juliana said clearly: "So it's because of your apprentice?"

"There are other reasons, but this is the main one."

The lady said: "When he enters school, you have to help me take care of him more."

After thoroughly confirming something, she was no longer polite to her friends.

However, Juliana's thoughts changed when she heard this.

"You've already called the Minister of Magic to be his backer, why do you still need me to take care of him?"

"The bureaucrats sent by the parliament are just talking about being happy."

Mrs. Chelsea said calmly: "If we really ask them to help, they will start to consider this and that."

"It seems that you are very attentive to your little apprentice?"

Juliana approached her friend and said half-jokingly: "You are not tempted, are you?"

"I have really considered replacing your son and asking Meren to be my son-in-law."

The lady replied angrily, "Your son is really stupid."

This is said very rudely.

However, Juliana was not angry when she heard this.

Instead, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then laughed.

"I told you long ago that Kevin is a loser, but you didn't believe it. Now you know you regret it?"

"It's not really regretful."

When the lady said this, her tone was helpless, "You know my daughter, no other family can suppress her except the Felix family."

"Looking at it this way, she is really a big burden."

Juliana sighed with emotion, but her friend sitting across from her raised an eyebrow, seemingly displeased.

So she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"I told you to call my son a fool. What happened when I said something about your daughter? Isn't what I said the truth?"

"At least my daughter won't cause trouble for me."

The lady replied faintly: "If your son hadn't been lucky, he would have been tricked by my apprentice into a big joke in the wizarding world."

She looked like a parent competing to see whose child was better, which was completely different from how she usually behaved.

However, Juliana was not discouraged when she heard this. Instead, she raised her eyebrows with interest, "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

So Mrs. Chelsea took out a detailed report about the incident at Ernest Manor, put it on the table, and motioned to her friend to read it for herself.

The surroundings fell into silence.

There was no change in the expression of the heroic woman who was immersed in reading the report, but her dark eyes were flickering.

This seems to be moving as the eyes move away from the text, and seems to be distracted by something in the report.

This report is not very long, but she seems to be endless, and it has not been finished for more than ten minutes.

Mrs. Chelsea felt a little strange about this.

"Why, are you happy to see your son make a fool of himself?"

"I was thinking," Juliana said, looking away from the report as if she was reluctant to leave, "Who are those people?"

"Related to the Scarlet Cross."

Mrs. Chelsea simply answered, but when her friend wanted to ask something else, she suddenly changed the subject.

"Who did you come to Graham this time to meet?"

This question was asked a bit suddenly, and because of something she had just learned, Juliana could no longer say the answer she had prepared in advance.

After blinking, she said sadly: "You know, my son is not very bright."

"so?"

"So he needs to have a, um... a knowledgeable and wise teacher to teach him, otherwise I really don't worry about his future."

"It seems that you think about your son very much."

The lady said thoughtfully: "But a while ago, when you talked about certain things, you never mentioned this aspect."

"Some things are difficult to explain clearly without meeting."

Juliana answered seriously, "It was because of my love for my son that I rushed to Graham City. This is what is called running for love."

"So that's how it is." The lady chuckled upon hearing this.

"If you don't explain, I thought you wanted to find a stepfather for Kevin."

"How can this be."

Juliana laughed and waved her hands: "How old is my son? How can I think about this? And I am so busy now that I have no time to pay attention to any man."

"So, who is the teacher you found for Kevin?"

Madam asked with great interest, not trying to expose her best friend's lies.

"I won't tell you the details. I don't want to be disturbed too much."

Juliana replied, "I can only say that I was able to be elected as the deputy dean only because of his guidance."

"Guide?"

Mrs. Chelsea was startled when she heard this, and then her expression became much more serious.

"What did he teach you? Can you become the vice president?"

"This is too much."

Juliana didn't dare mention anything specific, lest her friends would pick on her and find out.

"The main thing is to teach me how to deal with students, how to manage students, make them feel in awe, and how to communicate effectively with deans and principals, so that I can establish my status without overly offending others."

"It sounds very powerful..." The lady was thoughtful after hearing this.

"It doesn't seem like it, he is indeed very powerful."

Sitting across from her, Juliana tilted her chin, her tone of voice unable to hide the admiration and fascination.

"And he's very knowledgeable and knows a lot of things that even I don't know about."

These words surprised Mrs. Chelsea even more.

She clearly knew the details of her friend.

Among other things, Juliana had already read all the books in the library of Fort St. Grant when she was in school.

After graduation, he dived into the large library of Kerrien and read books for two consecutive years before he came out. He was simply the best among the best students.

It can even be said that among all the people Madam knows, her friends are definitely among the most knowledgeable.

Under such circumstances, what kind of person could be more knowledgeable than her?

"Is that an old man?" the lady asked with great interest.

"Not too old..." Juliana replied thoughtfully.

"In other words, he is almost the same as your father?"

"That's probably it."

"You can introduce him to me when you have time. You know, our association is in great need of such knowledgeable elders."

"That Era Explorer Association of yours?"

"That's not mine, I'm just one of the members."

"I'll ask you when I have time."

Juliana nodded, "But I don't guarantee whether he will -"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a gentle knock on the door.

The two looked up and found a servant with blond hair Kevin standing outside the hall waiting.

Seeing this, Juliana raised her eyebrows and looked at her friend.

"You informed me?"

"This child has come to see you before."

Mrs. Chelsea said: "What does it mean for a mother to come to Graham and not inform her son?"

"You have no idea how annoying he is."

Juliana responded helplessly.

But when Kevin came to her, her expression immediately became serious.

"Mother……"

After saluting Mrs. Chelsea, Kevin said hello to the mother in front of him.

But in comparison, his tone became a little weak for no reason.

Juliana was unhappy about this.

"How many times have I told you to speak clearly and loudly without hesitation? Why haven't you gotten rid of this habit?"

"I, I feel okay..."

"What do you feel?"

Juliana raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and said in an annoyed tone, "You still think you are a genius? In fact, you are being fooled!"

As she spoke, she patted the report on the table with her hand, making a popping sound.

"You just go out to provoke others out of nowhere. What are you going to do? Become a playboy and ruin your reputation?"

"You want to piss me off to death!?"

Her words were very harsh, and coupled with the tapping sound on her hands, it seemed like it hit Kevin deep in his heart.

A tremor made him shrink his neck subconsciously, with fear on his face.

The original idea of ​​asking what the relationship between Egg and her was was gone in an instant.