“Don’t mention the legends that are too far away today,” Marx waved. “As for the wandless use spell, isn’t that quite a lot in Africa?”

In fact, wandless use spell really has nothing to make a fuss about nothing. As Marx said, the African Vagga Magic School has such a “habit” that sounds very convenient, that is, using fingers and gestures to describe the use spell track. .

Of course, after the European magic circle invented the wand, the use of spells directly in Africa is becoming less and less.

Because the African wizards found that when they got used to wand, the difficulty of the use spell dropped sharply, and the success rate was far from the use of spell.

“Of course I know the situation in Africa, but you can never see a wandless use spell like you.” St. Guina stared suspiciously at his hand, “Let you Patronus Charm The degree of coming is almost comparable to ‘our’ innate talent magic…”

“If you are interested in this topic, we can continue to discuss it again.” Marx smiled and urged, “At least you should know, I am not ‘proud’, but ‘confidence’?”

“Okay, I admit, you won…” St. Guina sighed and then sat back in the chair again. “Although I didn’t seduce you, I have to say it was a pity.”

“It’s better to say, where is it that makes you feel sorry?” Marx seems to be not annoyed at this.

St. Guinard seemed to want to sort out her thoughts. She smiled for a while with a smile, and then continued to speak.

“In the end, it’s a coincidence that you met Mr. McLorne in the bar today…”

After the confrontation that had not been sparked, the Vampire, who was in front of Marx, seemed to have finally given up her original plan and the words became much simpler.

“Yes, it is true that Mr. Deisms is going to find you… probably he has already arrived at the Britain magic circle now?” she said softly. “However, one thing is different from what I just said, I actually …is standing on the other side.”

“Yes, that’s the side that agrees with Voldemort -” She said, she couldn’t help but smile. “It sounds contradictory to what I just said, right?”

“Is there any difficulty?” Marx asked in disapproval.

“It can’t be said that it’s ‘difficult’…” St. Guina shook her head. “The reason is simple, because my last name determines which side I should stand on, even if I am not willing.”

“You know, our race is actually very old-fashioned…” She is helplessly acquainted. “On this point, it is much more stubborn than your wizard’s pure-blood family!”

Marx was nodded in the same place, and he understood that this reason why Ms. St. Guiner had just ignored the risk, using Vampire’s innate talent magic to seduce herself.

“You are worried, even if you tell the truth, I will not trust you?” He said, “So you intend to seduce me with innate talent magic, let me promise to form an alliance with you?”

Having said that, Marx thought again and again: “So, what is driving you, would you like to take this alliance with us? If I judge in your position, it is the most OK?”

Ms. St. Guiner nodded said: “If you want to maintain the status quo and protect yourself, of course it is true, but… the ending we want… not like this.”

At this moment, the expression on her face looks a bit complicated, but there is a faint expectation.

“To be honest, I didn’t think that Mr. McLorne was such a broad-minded wizard. If so, then I will say it directly-“

St. Guina licked the crimson lips and then continued:

“In fact, a large part of our family has a clansman who wants to really integrate into the Wizard Society. This is not only caused by similar appearances, but the most important thing is… We are really envious of the prosperity of the Wizard Society.”

“Is it really integrated into the Wizard Society?” Marx recalled the current state of the Vampire race. “As far as I know, you are really doing this.”

In the modern magic circle, Vampire’s troubles are indeed less and less, although there are still some diehards who occasionally have things, but there are also many Vampires who have begun to go into some of the social situations of the wizard.

However, even if it does not receive the official support of the Wizarding World, even if the Vampire side has a strong will, it will inevitably be subject to very large resistance.

And if there is a Vampire station to Voldemort this time, regardless of success or failure, it is equivalent to the whole family are tied to Voldemort’s thief boat.

Instead of it, they might as well bet on the Order of the Phoenix. At least for the rationalists, the winning percentage on Marx is obviously much higher.

“Yes, we have always been working hard to integrate into the Wizard Society, and although the difficulties are not small, there is at least hope…” St. Guiner said, and again sighed.

“In fact, we have even prepared some funds and are planning to start a very important integration plan.” She frowned and said, “Everything is fine, but who knows…”

“Integration plan?” Marx immediately noticed the keyword.

“Yes, fit into the plan.” Saint-Guinna nodded. “We decided after a discussion that this plan would ease the conflict between our Vampire and your wizard—”

“We want to organize a group called the ‘Vampire Tolerance Association’ to create a platform for peer-to-peer exchanges between wizard and Vampire – if possible, we also plan to open a formal blood deal in this association, I believe That will greatly reduce our clansman’s predation desire.”

“Because human blood is the most delicious food of Vampire… is it?” Marx pondered. “If you want to organize this association, you will inevitably face great difficulties…that is, you need one. From the thrust of the wizard?”

“Yes, we originally planned to pilot the Britain magic circle,” St. Guina said calmly. “Because… Mr. Dumbledore is in Britain.”

Dumbledore always shows a softer side in dealing with magical creatures, and it’s no wonder that they put the breakthrough point on the greatest white wizard of today.

……

That night, Marx and Ms. St. Guiner continued to discuss the views of both sides, and this more intricate alien dialogue was over.

Of course, Marx didn’t immediately agree. After all, this is just the side of St. Guiner’s side. Whether Marx personally believes or doesn’t believe it, it has to be verified to determine the specific situation.

Early the next morning, Marx put Vampire’s things aside and put his attention back on the task of finding the giant.

Yesterday in the bar, Hagrid and Marx got information about the giant community in the wizard’s mouth called Troka.

Marx, Hagrid and Madam Maxime went north to the border between Latvia and Russia in accordance with the general orientation provided by Troka.

In a deserted mountain there, they began to walk as much as possible.

The giants don’t like the wizard, especially if they don’t like the wizard to use magic, it will easily arouse their anger and hostility, which is not conducive to negotiations.

However, with the help of Marx’s Acromantula babies, the process of searching is very smooth – even, it can be said that it is a wild outing.

Hagrid was very curious about those Acromantula. If Marx stopped him, he would not be allowed to be stoned directly by those “little cute” people!

After all, Hagrid is just a giant half-blood, not a real giant. The resistance to magic can’t be compared with the real giant.

Under the shackles of Marx, his little babies came back to inform him after discovering the silhouette of the giant.

“Go! Just in that direction -“

Marx waved at Hagrid and Madam Maxime, then jumped directly to P6, making Hagrid a good envy.

When they turned over the three mountain ranges and climbed the fourth ridge, they immediately saw the bonfires that were faintly shimmering with warm rays of light.

In the vicinity of those bonfires, the huge hill-like silhouette is constantly squatting, which is really amazing.

It’s a pity that they used most of the day on the way they came, even if they found it faster, they couldn’t catch up with the quiet night.

“It seems that I can only wait for tomorrow,” Marx whispered, picking up three potion bottles from his waist and handing them to Hagrid and Madam Maxime. “Take a warm drink… This place is really cold enough. of!”

After all, he took a sip of his own, and then picked up the supplies for the night.

“This tent has been extended to Extension Charm, just…” Marx looked at the two big men around him and then shrugged. “Well… Madam, you should be fine, but Hagrid is expected to get stuck in the tent.” Waist?”

In fact, he is just a greeted word. Not to mention Hagrid, Madam Maxime is definitely not going to go in, because his tent is too small from the outside…

“Thank you, Mr. McLorne, but don’t need it…” Madam Maxime followed the steps given by Marx. “In this month, more than half of our days are nights in the wild, nothing.”

“Yeah!” Hagrid said happily. “Marx, what is your bottle of potion? When you drink it, you feel warm all over the body – this is enough!”

“With the blood of the fire lizard, there is no official name – or it is called a ‘warm-up agent’! Anyway, the name of the potion of the magic circle is this tone…”

As he spoke, he pulled out a large rattan box and placed it on the open space in front of him.


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