"Please sit down wherever you want! Although my father and I are just staying here for the night, don't be too polite. Madame Maxime is a good person... Do you want to drink some tea? At least this jar of tea is my own - my castle was destroyed Before, I grew it myself in the front garden.”
After bringing Sarah into Beauxbatons, Willy led her directly to her room and entertained her in a decent manner.
It must be said that Willy would never have done this in the past. Let alone whether she was willing or not, she probably wouldn't even be able to think of it.
However, after experiencing so many things, everyone will change.
Like Sarah, Willie has been groping along the road of worldly emotions.
"Thanks."
Sarah nodded and watched as Willie first placed a pot of flowers on the windowsill, and then began to make tea with her own hands. She and Delphi sat down on the sofa by the window.
After a moment, Sarah casually looked at the layout of the room and said again:
"Speaking of which, Mr. Blois is here, right? Is it okay if I don't go say hello first?"
"Huh?" Willie waved her wand, letting the copper teapot float over and started boiling it, and then said, "Father, it's in the room on the other side, but... if you have nothing to do, you don't have to go out to find him. That’s it, it’s okay.”
"Yeah?"
Although Sarah originally wanted to talk to Willy's father when she came back from this trip, but looking at her like that, it was obvious that she was not in a hurry to see him. Hearing what Willy said, she immediately nodded.
"Well, we can see you at dinner time anyway, right?"
"Yes!" Weili said immediately after hearing this, "That's it... Okay, let it cook first, then add some milk and you can drink it."
Not long after, Willie came over and sat down with the two of them.
"Actually, I'd rather chat while drinking tea, but... Miss Hohenheim, you seem to have a lot to say, and it's a bit late now. I don't know if I'll have time to say it before dinner starts. Finished. So, let’s chat while we wait for the tea to brew!”
"Actually, it's not that much," Sarah shook her head. "Probably the most important thing is some things about Mr. McClain. Didn't he take you out of the church before? But now, I see you appearing. What happened in Beauxbatons?"
"It's nothing... right?" Willie tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said very calmly, "Except for the first trip to a place we've been to before, we've been at Hogwarts since then - Ma Ka took us to live in the school for several days."
"Then what?"
Since Sarah didn't hear the conversation between Charlie, Hermione and others at the time, she didn't say much when talking about it at this moment.
"Then my father and I left," Willy said. "Maka seemed to be busy with something important, so he asked us to leave first - he told me that we could wait for him at Beauxbatons."
"That's it? He didn't say anything else?" Sarah asked curiously, "For example, did he mention when he would come over?"
"No," Willie shook her head and said, "But it shouldn't be long! During those few days at Hogwarts, he would take some time to work alone almost every day. It must be for the future. Be prepared. I think if there are big changes in the UK, it may be a sign of his return - our family has also arranged for people to go to Weymouth. Once something happens, my father will know soon."
Unexpectedly, when Sarah heard this, she couldn't help but spread her hands and said:
"So it seems that at least Mr. Blois did not tell you the matter in time this time?"
"Sure enough, there was another accident?" Seeing her say this, Willy couldn't help asking, "Then... what happened?"
"Well, how should I put it? The situation is actually a bit complicated right now," Sarah paused, then continued, "In short, the enemy has become stronger again, Weymouth Camp has been lost, and... Percy Weiss Damn it. Although I am not familiar with him personally, but... obviously, these are not trivial matters. "
"Mr. Weasley is dead?"
To be honest, Willy and Percy were equally unfamiliar. Even speaking of it, she and Percy had had a friendship as classmates for several years. After all, she, Maka, and Harry were also students in the same class, and Percy had just reached fifth grade when he entered school.
"Oh, Ginny and Ron, they must be feeling sad right now... I thought I'd go over and check on them."
"Maybe! However, I have to say that they look stronger than I thought... If you want to go, you can go there with me later."
Speaking of this matter, Sarah couldn't help but sigh, and then said:
"It's just that, regarding Percy Weasley's death-"
At this point, the words Bill had said to her before gradually emerged in her mind one by one. This was one of the main reasons that drove her to come to Beauxbatons, but more than Willy, she actually wanted to hear what Willy's father, Mr. Blois, thought first.
Yes, these complex thoughts about the sophistication of human nature will definitely give her a deeper understanding of what human emotions are all about.
"What happened to Mr. Weasley's death?"
Seeing that Sarah suddenly stopped in her words, Willy suddenly felt confused.
"Well, let's wait until dinner time to discuss this matter!" Sarah shook her head slightly and said, "Besides..., I also want to ask Mrs. Maxim. I heard that this has something to do with her."
"Isn't Mr. Weasley's death related to the zombies breaking through the defense line?"
Willie suddenly seemed more confused as she listened - it sounded like there were some unknown human factors involved
"Oh no, of course, the murderer is a living corpse, that's for sure."
Sarah waved her hand and wanted to say something else, but at this moment, the lid of the copper pot suddenly jingled and jumped on its own.
"The tea is ready," Willy heard and stood up quickly, "I'll get you some tea... Miss Hohenheim, do you want some sugar?"
"Just put milk."
"Okay... Oh, Delphi prefers sweet ones."
After nodding at Delphi, who had been silent, Willy left the sofa and walked back. It was at this moment that Sarah finally laid her eyes on Delphi.
Unexpectedly, it was Delphi who spoke first.
"Miss Hohenheim... let me guess, did Mr. Blois do something? Hmm... Or, did he do 'nothing'?"