You call this the mastermind?

The greeting with a smile echoed in the bright hall, very loud, even a little heroic.

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

"Who did it?!"

Mrs. Chelsea looked like she had a serious illness and had not recovered yet.

However, wizards of their level would not be troubled by diseases.

So this situation could only be caused by injury.

"Don't make such a fuss about the old injury."

Seeing the sharp look of his friend, whose eyebrows were almost erected, the lady replied helplessly: "You know what happened to me in the past."

"How could the old injury flare up for no reason?"

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

"Or is it that your daughter is in trouble again?"

At this time, she was wearing a black lapel waist windbreaker, with long black hair loose, and a strong aura and full of heroism.

She was no longer the innocent girl next door.

"I just got involved in that incident a few days ago." Mrs. Chelsea replied calmly.

This was obviously a lie, but her response meant that she didn't want to say more, so Juliana rolled her eyes and stopped asking.

"What's wrong with that kid?"

After sitting opposite her friend, she turned and asked, "Why don't I know when my stupid son became so smart?"

"That incident was mainly done by my apprentice."

When Mrs. Chelsea said this, her green eyes vaguely looked at the expression on her bestie's face, and she was still wondering in her mind whether this Juliana was that Juliana -

Although it felt unlikely, she wanted to confirm it in the end.

"Apprentice?"

This word was very fresh to Mrs. Chelsea, and the woman named Juliana became interested when she heard it.

"How old is he? Is he a boy or a girl?"

"Same age as your son."

Mrs. Chelsea said, intentionally or unintentionally, "His name is Mellen. He used to be an ordinary person. He awakened his wizard bloodline 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 her expression did not change.

"I thought it was the half-blood named Egg. I always hear people talking about him recently."

She looked like she really had never heard of Mellen.

Seeing this, Mrs. Chelsea was completely relieved.

In her impression, although her good friend was smart, she was not very cunning and was not a person who could hide things.

So she didn't think that the other party was lying, and he could lie without changing his face.

"Egg is Mellen."

No longer doubting this, Mrs. Chelsea also moved her attention away from her good friend's face.

"I asked him to do something for the Mixed Blood Association, and he forged this name."

"Is that so... I was wondering why you suddenly wanted to give that group of people a batch of admission quotas."

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

"There are some other reasons, but this is the most important one."

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

After completely confirming something, she was not polite to her good friend.

However, Juliana's mind moved when she heard it.

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

"The bureaucrats sent by the parliament are just happy in words."

Mrs. Chelsea said calmly: "If they are really asked to help, they will start to take care of this and that."

"It seems that you are quite attentive to your apprentice?"

Juliana approached her friend and said half-jokingly: "Are you tempted?"

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

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

This is very impolite.

However, Juliana was not angry when she heard it.

Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

"I told you long ago that Kevin was a loser, but you didn't believe me. Do you regret it now?"

"It's not regretful."

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

"It seems that she is really a big burden."

Juliana sighed so much, and then she saw her friend sitting opposite raised her eyebrows, as if she was unhappy.

So she couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"I told you to say that my son is a fool, so what's wrong with me saying something about your daughter? Isn't what I said the truth?"

"At least my daughter won't take the initiative to cause trouble for me."

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

She looked like a parent who was competing to see whose child was better, which was completely different from her usual appearance.

However, Juliana was not discouraged when she heard this. Instead, she raised her eyebrows with interest and said, "Tell me, what happened in detail?"

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

It seemed as if his eyes were moving away from the text, and his mind seemed to be distracted by something in the report.

The report was not very long, but it seemed as if she was not finished. It had not 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 with a bit of reluctance: "Who are those people?"

"Related to the Scarlet Cross."

Mrs. Chelsea simply answered, but when her friend wanted to ask something, 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 give 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 the so-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 is this possible?"

Juliana laughed, waved her hand and said: "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 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 he make you the deputy dean?"

"This is too much."

Juliana didn't dare to mention anything specific, lest her friends pick up 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."

Julianna, who was sitting across from her, tilted her chin, unable to hide the admiration and fascination in her tone.

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

This statement made Mrs. Chelsea even more surprised.

She clearly knew the details of her friend.

Among other things, Juliana had 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 among students.

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

In such a situation, what kind of person could be more knowledgeable than her?

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

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

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

"That's probably it."

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

"Your Era Explorers Association?"

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

"Okay, 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.

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

"Did you notify me?"

"This kid has come to see you before."

Mrs. Chelsea said: "What does it mean for a mother to come to Graham without informing 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 wasn't happy 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, "Do you still think you are a genius? In fact, you are being fooled!"

As she spoke, she slapped the report on the table with her hands, making a banging sound.

"You went to provoke others for no reason, what are you doing? Are you going to ruin your reputation as a dandy?"

"Do you want to piss me off to death!?"

Her words were very harsh, and the sound of her hands slapping was like hitting Kevin's heart.

He trembled and subconsciously shrank his neck, his face full of fear.

Originally, he was thinking that when he saw his mother this time, he must ask what the relationship between Mellen and his mother was.

Now it seems that forget it.

Mom is too fierce!