"My grandson, Mark, is currently attending Beauxbatons School of Magic."
Jonas pointed to the freckled young man next to him and introduced him to Albert: “I think you young people should have more topics to talk about!”
The corner of Albert's mouth twitched slightly. He looked directly at the boy in front of him who was slightly older than him and greeted him in French: "Hello, I'm Albert Anderson, and I'm currently studying at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
Mark was stunned for a moment, and then, after getting a signal from Jonas, he took Albert to a corner of the room and introduced himself: "I'm Mark Schmidt. Are you coming to Germany for vacation, Albert?"
Mark was very curious, it was the first time he met students from other magic schools.
"No, we were just passing through Germany, and Mr. Serra said he wanted to stop by to visit an old friend." Albert pointed at the old man not far away and explained with a pout, "Maybe he also wanted to introduce Mr. Jonas to me."
"Will you introduce my grandfather to you?"
Mark was a little confused for a moment, but soon shifted his attention to something else, "Mr. Sera?"
He noticed Albert's address to the old man and opened his mouth slightly, "I thought..."
"No, that's not it. I only knew Mr. Sera through letters at first. He can barely be considered half of my teacher." Albert thought for a moment and said, "My elders knew him, so they asked me to go out with Mr. Sera to broaden my horizons."
Mark suddenly didn't know what to say. He couldn't understand why Albert's family could let their child go out with other people without any hesitation.
No matter how you look at it, this matter is strange.
However, Mark is a talkative person and he quickly changed the topic to other places.
"What is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry like?"
“Very interesting.”
Albert recalled and said seriously, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts was cursed by a powerful dark wizard, causing the course to have a new professor every year. The professors who come to the school are all different, and every year they bring unexpected surprises to the students."
"Oh, that's too bad, this has never happened before at Beauxbatons School of Magic."
Albert could hear a strong sense of pride in Mark's tone, "By the way, can you play wizard chess?"
"meeting."
"Then let's play a game!" Mark introduced excitedly, "Tomorrow, France will hold an international wizard chess competition, and I will also participate."
“Oh, that’s amazing.”
However, he did not care about the other party's boastful tone, but was a little curious about Mark's wizard chess level.
Since there are only a few wizards and none of them are professionals, Albert seriously doubts the level of the contestants.
Mark got the chessboard from somewhere and started playing chess with Albert with great interest.
"What kind of school is Beauxbatons?" Albert continued with the previous topic.
"Beauxbatons Castle?" Mark said casually, "It's located in the mountains, um, the Pyrenees. Anyone who has visited the school will be attracted by the castle surrounded by magical gardens and lawns."
"Do you speak French?" Albert asked.
"Yes, everyone needs to learn French." Mark was quite excited when talking about his school. "The majority of students in the college are French. Of course..."
He frowned and looked at the chessboard, realizing that the situation was not in his favor.
After thinking for a long time, Mark continued, "Among my classmates, there are students from Spain, Portugal, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, and Belgium. Originally, I planned to go to Durmstrang School of Magic, but that school has a very bad reputation in recent years, so my family sent me to France. To be honest, French is difficult to learn. It took me a long time to learn it. I really envy you for being able to speak fluent French."
This is the annoying part about studying across borders.
You need to learn the local language or you won’t be able to communicate at all, and Mark suffered a lot from this.
"Well, I'm very talented in languages." Albert looked at the changes on the chessboard. Mark's wizard chess level was okay, but just okay, slightly higher than Ron Weasley.
In Albert's impression, the best wizard chess player is Bud, and his chess skills were honed during his time with Bud."
"You win."
Mark asked dryly, "Are all Hogwarts students good at wizard chess?"
"No, the level is very average."
"If you participate in the International Wizarding Chess Tournament, you will definitely get good results."
"Someone told me something similar." Albert didn't care whether he won the game or not, and continued, "Tell me about your school."
"During banquets at Beauxbatons Castle, the fairies will serenade the students... During Christmas, the auditorium will be filled with huge, sparkling, unmelting ice sculptures..." Mark said mysteriously, "However, the most representative thing about Beauxbatons is the fountain in the garden that has the ability to heal and beautify. On it are the statues of Nicolas Flamel and Perenelle Flamel. The fountain is named after the two people. Do you know who Nicolas Flamel and Perenelle Flamel are?"
"Of course." Albert nodded, "I know them."
"A lot of people know them." Mark said, obviously not realizing what Albert meant by that. "Let's play another round!"
“Does the spring water really have the ability to heal and beautify?” Albert knew what Mark was thinking, but he didn’t care and continued to ask.
"I don't know." Mark shook his head. "Students are not allowed to approach the fountain, but there are still girls who secretly take some spring water."
Soon he stopped talking and focused all his attention on the chessboard. It was obvious that Mark wanted to win, but...
He still lost, and lost miserably.
After losing five games in a row, Mark began to doubt himself and wondered whether it was wise for him to participate in the International Wizard Chess Competition with his level.
Albert said a few words of comfort, then left Mark and went to chat with the two old men, Sera, and asked about some things he was curious about, such as the transfer gate.
Before leaving, Albert got a price list from Jonas.
"Mark, what do you think of Albert?" Jonas saw the two guests off, looked at his grandson and asked.
"A very impressive person."
"Well, that's normal. He's a genius, a real genius." Jonas looked at his grandson and reminded him, "It won't do you any harm to have a good relationship with him."
"I think I'd better not participate in the International Wizard Chess Tournament." Mark said suddenly.
"Why."
"I lost." Mark smiled bitterly. "I lost five games in a row. I think I should not embarrass myself at the International Wizard Chess Tournament."
"Mark, losing is not a scary thing. What's scary is that you don't even have the courage to fight anymore." Jonas looked at his grandson and said seriously.