Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The two Beauxbatons boys across the fountain were very noisy, but Fleur seemed to be shunned, and did not explain anything with Marx, and he and Luna were quietly bypassing.

See Fleur’s appearance, Marx still can’t understand?

It’s just that this thing has nothing to do with him. Fleur didn’t want to explain it at all. He was shrugged and followed Luna with him.

The interior of Beauxbatons Castle is a remarkable Baroque style. Whether it is table or chair carpet or style carving, it is exquisite, gorgeous and unrestrained. The contrast of colors is sharp and strong, and it is very impactful.

After far away from the dispute over the fountain, Fleur replaced her mild and slightly proud smile, leading Marx and Luna forward, and from time to time introduced them to the gallery. Decorative origins.

And her younger sister Gabrielle, who is quietly behind the elder sister, looks quite sensible.

Looking at the teaching environment of the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, Marx has to be a big hit – Beauxbatons obviously have more money than Hogwarts!

Who makes a good alumni who can rely on alchemy to produce gold?

He controls his words and deeds at any time, allowing himself to maintain the necessary etiquette style, but the pair of eyes are smashing in the various valuable things, and the heart is also calculating the value.

They are naturally not just strolling around, at least, before that, they must go to headmaster Madam Maxime and turn around before saying hello.

All the way to Fleur came to the top, Marx and Luna stopped in front of a magnificent gate, let Fleur and Gabrielle advanced to inform Maxime.

Fleur came out first without letting them wait too long.

“Mr. MrLorne,” she whispered. “The headmaster is now receiving guests…”

“We will be fine after a while.”

Marx didn’t want Fleur to think that he would slow himself down, and he ordered nodded to say it first, but he didn’t think about it. The other party shook his head.

“…no, not like this,” Fleur explained. “The guest who heard that he was a student from Hogwarts would like to see…”

Having said that, she added, “…this is Mr. Nick Flamel’s steward.”

Marx was nodded even when it was.

“Mr. Mr. Flamel and Professor Dumbledore are good friends, presumably because of this reason…” He thought, and he said, “Tell me a greeting! Otherwise it will be rude.”

But even though he said so, his heart is stunned – A History of Magic has been ruined, and Nick Flamel doesn’t know if he has died with his wife. After seeing Steward for a while, how can you say hello?

It’s hard to ask: “Hey! Is your husband and wife dead and dead?”

But no matter what he thinks, since people have mentioned it, see it still.

As Fleur pushed in, a wide room immediately caught the eye of Marx. There are luxurious decorations everywhere, whether it is the desk and bookcase coat rack, or the sofa chair for guests, there is no disguise to reveal a grace.

At this moment, the tall Damdam Maxime is sitting on the sofa in a stable position, sitting opposite a white beard wizard, apparently the old steward of the Nick Flamel home.

“Madam Maxime, I am honored to see you again. It’s not long before the last time, this will bother you again. If there is any rudeness, please don’t mind!”

Marx spoke on the mouth, but the line of sight was first seen to Maxime, and then naturally moved to the old steward.

“Presumably you are Steward of Mr. Nick Flamel’s house,” he continued greeted. “Professor Dumbledore often talks to me about Mr. Flamel’s alchemy talent. Although I don’t know much about alchemy, I also admire Mr. Flamel. Achievement…I don’t know what I should call you?”

“You don’t have to be so polite,” the old steward smiled. “You can call me Edward… I heard that the student of Mr. Dumbledore is here, I want to see the master on the side.”

As he said, Edward steward took a little look at Marx and then went on to say: “I heard that the owner had mentioned that Mr. McLorne is the best student of Mr. Dumbledore. When he heard that you transferred to Durmstrang, Do not believe it!”

Listening to Edward mentioning this, Marx’s expression did not change at all, and his face still had a calm smile.

“Yeah! Speak up, I don’t believe it!” Marx said with a smile. “It’s just that there will always be unexpected changes in this world. Every step in life will lead you to a different future.”

He didn’t mean anything to explain this matter at all. Anyone who understands will understand that he can’t understand, and he doesn’t have to explain that many.

Perhaps because of what kind of master, what kind of servant, this old steward seems to be out of the ordinary. Although Marx once clamored for the finals of the Quiddich World Cup and was unclear with the evil Death Eater, the old man was still calm.

“Mr. Mr. McLorne is really smart, and the last sentence is thought-provoking…”

Probably couldn’t stand the old one and tout each other, Madam Maxime quickly reached out and pointed to Marx: “Mr. MrLorne, don’t stand up, please sit down! And this…Miss Lovegood?”

In the second task of the third round, Luna was put into the maze as a hostage of Marx, so Madam Maxime was a bit impressed.

“Yes, this is a student of Luna Lovegood, Ravenclaw house.”

Marx introduced it and didn’t hesitate. He took Luna and sat down on the empty sofa chair next to him.

Luna, who was next to him, heard them mentioning himself, and he leaned down slightly, his face showing a slight smile.

Seeing that they were sitting, Fleur and Gabrielle were laughing at them and then went out first.

“How do you feel about coming to Beauxbatons today? Don’t you know if you are satisfied with the environment?” Madam Maxime smiled. “If there is anything you want to visit, you can let Delacour take you there, not too restrictive.”

Marx is politely nodded, playing with with a smile: “The teaching environment of your school is very beautiful, so I can’t help but want to stay here to go to school. As early as Hogwarts, I heard that your school’s bursaries are comparable to Hogwarts and Durmstrang. Must be high!”

To be honest, although Marx is feeling the gold of Beauxbatons on the road, he really wants to live in this place, he is really not interested.

The school rules of Beauxbatons are actually very strict, especially in the case of etiquette, which is more cumbersome and sometimes even to the point of being harsh.

One of the traditions of Beauxbatons is that when the headmaster enters the room, the students must stand upright until the headmaster sits to sit down to show respect for the headmaster.

If he wants to live in this place for a year and a half, he still has to do something?

Whether in Hogwarts or in Durmstrang, he is all about simplicity and magic, and when it comes to etiquette.

Looking down at Beauxbatons, he can still pretend to deal with it, but if it is a long time, it must not be exhausted?

“Oh… I heard that you can say that, I am relieved!” Madam Maxime certainly knew that he was joking and smiled. “If possible, please stay a few more days – there is a special school. The guest room for the guest is now summer vacation, and Mr. McLorne can stay and feel the beauty of Beauxbatons.”

It doesn’t matter if you live for a few days, but if you go around these greeted words, it is estimated that the next topic should be included in the French magic circle.

Marx deliberately talked a few words, so he simply threw the words to the old steward Edward.

“Oh…thank you for your hospitality, I am very honored.” He said, naturally, the topic turned. “Mrs. I don’t care about me. Since my wife is still hospitality, please ask Mrs. and Mr. Edward to continue. I will first Go to other places to visit.”

However, he would like to expeditious retreat, but some people still refused.

“Hey! Mr. McLorne is too polite,” old steward smiled. “It’s okay, my wife and I just talked about something interesting. If Mr. McLorne is interested, it’s better to listen together.”

Although people are very casual, they can make an invitation after all is, it is obvious that he can only say so. If Marx refuses to let it go, it is not tacit.

In this case, he had to smile and nodded, waiting for Edward or Maxime to continue.

Luna on the side didn’t care at all. She looked at the landscape painting on the wall with her head on her head, staring at it for a moment, and seemed to start to feel self-conscious.

“Things are like this…”

The old steward paused began to talk about a past about his master Nick Flamel.

In fact, the study of alchemy’s wizards mostly like tossing cryptography. However, the cryptography of this magic circle is very different from the muggle, and is basically based on a variety of special ancient runes.

His owner, Nick Flamel, is also well versed in the in-depth study of many kinds of ancient runes.

However, nearly a hundred years ago, in the process of traveling around World, Nick Flamel discovered a very special ancient character from a ruin of ancient ruins – whether it has magic power or not.

It took a lot of time for him to interpret this ancient character, but it didn’t take long for him to completely throw the ancient character aside.

Recently, when the old steward Edward sorted things, he turned to the slate with ancient characters. But he found that these slate is very strange.

“…even can be said to be ‘surprise’!” Old steward looked all over.