"Master... Master? We are here, get out of the car quickly!"
"Wait a moment, it will be ready soon!"
When the guests and hosts in Beauxbatons had already finished their lunch, a guest had just arrived in the forecourt of the castle. It was an ordinary black carriage pulled by Pegasus. The family crest on the carriage was a bunch of earthy yellow gravel, which looked ordinary.
However, the driver driving the carriage looked a little strange.
It can be seen that the driver of the car is wearing a bowler hat from an unknown era on his head and a tacky old tuxedo. His round figure seems to be as light as nothing.
In fact, this is natural, because he is a ghost whose body is translucent.
As we all know, ghosts cannot touch the physical body, and this is indeed the case. He looked like he was driving, but in fact he was just floating on the driver's seat. It was just a show at best.
At this moment, the Pegasus landed firmly on the ground, and Mr. Ghost immediately floated down from the seat in front of him and hung dangling by the door of the carriage.
"Master? Come down quickly! We must be late -"
I don’t know what was going on in the carriage. From the beginning, there have been bursts of tinkling sounds inside, which sounded very lively.
"Wait! Oops - wait," there were several collisions inside again, and the whole carriage shook slightly, "David, please wait outside for a while, I'll be here soon!"
As these words came out, there was another crash, and it was obviously more violent than before. The first jingling sound was mixed with more muffled sounds, and the car shook violently several times.
It looked like someone was having an even fight there!
"Uh... Master, do you need my help?" The fat ghost Mr. David, who was called David, seemed to be trying to express his concern.
But obviously, he is just a ghost and can't help much.
"No, no need -" As expected, the young master inside declined his kindness very tactfully, "I can do it myself, soon - immediately - right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the car shook violently, and at the same time as the car door was opened, a ball... ah, no, it was a person rolling out of it and falling heavily to the ground.
He was a big fat man, with flesh all over his body. The custom-made wizard robe that was obviously a wider and larger version looked like a tights on him. Hmm... maybe it should be called "slim fit"? Who knows!
"Oh - Master, are you okay?" The ghost Mr. David quickly floated to his side and asked with concern on his face.
"Well... I guess it's okay."
The big fat man got up from the ground with difficulty, stretched out his hand and patted his belly. Unfortunately, probably because he had too much flesh on his body, even if he wanted to pat himself on the dust on his clothes, he could only reach his belly.
"Master?" Our Mr. Ghost still looked a little worried, "Are you really okay? Do you feel any pain? Last time you accidentally fell off the bed and broke an arm!"
"Hey! David, how old was I at that time! If a baby fell on such a hard stone tile floor, wouldn't it break his arm?" The fat man shook his fleshy arm and said helplessly. , "Well, it's not convenient to see people when I'm so dirty. When the time comes, my little sister will blame me for embarrassing the family..."
While muttering, he took out a wand from the inside of his robe and pointed it at himself.
"Cleaned up."
A spell came out of his mouth smoothly, and suddenly pink soap bubbles floated all over his clothes. Soon, the "tight-fitting wizard robe" that had been covered in dust on the ground took on a new look again.
After he put away the wand again, he stretched out his flesh palm and waved it hard.
"David, let's go!"
After that, he shook all the fat in his body and walked towards the main entrance of Beauxbatons with a trembling step. Ghost David looked at the back of his fat young master who was about to leave, and thought to himself that he had to catch up and give instructions, so he hurriedly followed him and floated over.
After all, they were already late, so they had to keep a low profile for a while. Well, of course, just because of the young master’s plump figure, it’s probably hard not to be noticed.
What's more, this young master of ours is new to the world and has always been a bit arrogant in his actions. I don't know what kind of joke will be caused when he comes out to exercise this time!
The reputation of the Hohenheim family is at stake, and David's burden on this trip is really not light.
…
Just when the fat young man was coming inside, Madame Maxime's eyes were darting around in the Beauxbatons auditorium.
She knew that there was a guest who had not shown up yet. But because of the special status of the guest, in order to prevent other forces present from misunderstanding, she had to introduce him before everything started.
She paused, then glanced at the federation president next to her, Mr. Akinbad, and cast a questioning look at him.
That guest was invited by Mr. Ajinbad. Now that he didn't show up, she would naturally look for the president.
But Mr. Ajinbad shook his head slightly.
"My old friend can't always remember the time," he said softly, "but he did promise to come over. I think... maybe it will be a little later?"
Mrs. Maxim said to herself that she had postponed the time a lot. If it were any later, maybe she would go directly to today's dinner.
At this moment, the door of the auditorium was suddenly opened a little. A Beauxbatons student hurriedly ran to Madam Maxime, then stood on tiptoes beside her and said something.
When Mrs. Maxim heard this, she was immediately in a daze.
"Are you sure you are a young man?" she confirmed again.
The student nodded vigorously, with an inexplicable expression on his face.
"I'm sure!" She pursed her lips and said, "It's just that he looks a little... um, a little big?"
"That must be Mr. Hohenheim's son," the old wizard Akinbad said from the side, "I have seen that child in his house."
"Okay! But even so..." Mrs. Maxim said hesitantly, "But why didn't Mr. Hohenheim come? Should I introduce his son to everyone?"
"It can only be like this for now." Mr. Akinbad was also a little helpless, "I think Mr. Hohenheim may have been delayed due to something... After all, this will be a grand gathering for alchemy researchers. As one of the pioneers of contemporary alchemical scholars, there is no reason why he should not come.”
"Okay!" Mrs. Maxim nodded. "I'll have to trouble you to write to him again afterwards... Well, please invite him in!"
She said the last words to the Beauxbatons students waiting aside.
Before she finished speaking, when the student quickly walked through the auditorium and walked out of the door, Mrs. Maxim raised her voice and coughed lightly.
"Well, I'm sorry, dear guests." She said loudly again, "There is another important guest who was unable to make the trip due to some important matters, just because of his reputation and status in the global magic community and his expertise in the subject of alchemy. I think I still have to give you a good introduction to the efforts I have made for most of my life—"
At this point, the door of the auditorium happened to be opened again, and the first person to enter was the female Beauxbatons student from before. The guests' attention swept across the student, and then all focused on the door that slowly opened.
Because of the light, everyone only saw a large group of shadows at first. After the visitor entered the auditorium, the guests at the scene realized that it was actually a person - a big, fat man!
"Oh, there are so many people here!" The big fat man seemed to be distracted by the large crowd in the auditorium, but he saw his whole body tremble and muttered in a low voice.
Everyone stared blankly at the fat young master who moved in, and even the ghost gentleman floating behind him temporarily ignored it.
But Madame Maxime did not pause in her introduction.
"Everyone knows that in recent years, the influence of alchemy in our magical world has gradually declined. Except for Mr. Nick Flamel, other alchemists are not well-known." She said, "However, we should also know , these alchemists who are unknown to most people have not given up on this grand and profound subject. They are all immersed in research day and night, and have diligently made many contributions to the entire magical world."
She paused for a moment, then glanced at the fat young man at the door, and then continued: "Mr. Hohenheim is the head of the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center. He has developed many very practical alchemical works in his life. Among them. This includes some new inventions of investigative tools used by Aurors from various countries... Of course, it also includes further improvements to the floo powder that we usually use."
"A few days ago, Mr. Ajinbad sent him an invitation, proposing that he serve as a judge for the upcoming first international alchemy competition in modern times, and he readily agreed -"
Mrs. Maxim said, but emphasized: "Today, Mr. Hohenheim was unable to arrive in time for a very important research project. But I believe that it is precisely because of his enthusiasm for alchemy. , which made him one of the leaders of contemporary alchemy."
"What everyone sees now is his son. Before Mr. Hohenheim arrives, his son will represent himself and show significant support for the grand alchemy competition!"
During Mrs. Maxim's inspiring introduction, the fat young master looked around, and then suddenly shook his hand.
"No, no, no, the old man can't come!"