Under the invisible promotion of the major forces, Nico Flamel's legacy has become a world-class heritage that can rival all the ancient magic relics.
Just as the profession of "cursebreaker" appeared many years ago because of the Egyptian pyramids, in the end Nicol Flamel's alchemy laboratory will probably be explored by the wizarding community from all over the world under the leadership of the International Federation of Wizards. and development.
The various forces currently gathered in Beauxbatons were jointly decided by Madame Maxime and Edward the old butler. They thought very clearly that only by bringing in as many forces as possible could they restrain each other so that Mr. Nicolás Flamel's last wish could be fulfilled more smoothly.
According to records in the history of magic, this is how the exploration of the Egyptian pyramids eventually unfolded. At that time, the magic circles of various countries had added the position of "curse breakers", and the share owned by each country was fixed. When the curse breakers arrived in the pyramid, it didn't matter whether they were dead or alive. Finding something good all depends on your own abilities.
The eldest son of the Weasley family, Bill, is a Cursebreaker. This position is uniformly under the name of Gringotts, but it is actually directly under the British Ministry of Magic. The so-called coexistence of opportunities and risks is the best way to describe this work.
In fact, Bill is probably the highest paid member of the Weasley family. Anyone who finds a valuable ancient magical treasure in the pyramid can get a generous bonus as a reward when turning it in. Finding a few more will be enough to keep him comfortable with food and clothing for the rest of his life.
Of course, this job is quite dangerous. The ancient curses and strange magic hidden in the pyramids have made the fatality rate of this profession high all year round, so that the position of "curse breaker" has never been filled with people. .
The wizards who can get this job are all outstanding wizards with multiple NEWTs certificates. Even if they don't find this kind of highly dangerous job, there are still a lot of other jobs waiting for them! Why bother with your own life
Compared with the dangerous Egyptian pyramids, Nico Flamel's alchemical legacy is obviously much more attractive now. It's no wonder that all the major forces are drooling and watching closely.
Therefore, everyone actually understands what the final purpose of this so-called "Alchemy Competition" is.
If you want to gain enough share from it, you must participate more actively and let the alchemy talents under your influence redouble their efforts. Regardless of whether they are judges or contestants, as long as they show sufficient knowledge of alchemy, they will eventually become one of the wizards who further come into contact with Nico Flamel's alchemical legacy.
Therefore, many forces support an event like this that puts conflicts in the open. At least this gives them a clear goal. As for whether someone will be playing dirty tricks behind his back then, that is another matter.
Maka didn't have much feelings about this world-class alchemy competition. If he had to say it, he actually didn't have much attachment to Nico Flamel's legacy.
Thinking about it, you know that ordinary alchemy knowledge is just that. How can you learn alchemical products of the level of the magic stone if you want to? Even if Mr. Nico Flamel had left behind all his inheritance, it would probably be many years before the next Philosopher's Stone was released.
What Maka is most concerned about now is whether this competition can be smoothly arranged to be held at Hogwarts. As for Nico Flamel's alchemy legacy, it will be enough for our Mr. Scrimgeour to worry about it.
At noon that day, after Mrs. Maxim made her decision to create the event public, the luncheon was officially over. Everyone has just arrived at Beauxbatons today, so there is no rush to finalize everything. First, everyone needs time to digest and analyze the current situation, and second, there is communication and testing between the major forces.
After everyone dispersed in twos and threes, Maka took Fanny with her, planning to take a casual stroll in the large garden in front of Beauxbatons' main entrance. We just had a full meal, so it wouldn't be a bad thing to take a walk to relieve ourselves.
Of course, you can also observe the behaviors of other wizards to judge what kind of characters you may come into contact with next.
All right! The most eye-catching person at the moment should be the fat young master of the Hohenheim family. Look, everyone has left, and he is the only one who is still eating at the long table, so that Madame Maxime never finds a chance to remove the leftovers from the table.
Maka stood at the door and shrugged at the subtle-looking Mrs. Maxim, who immediately gave him a wry smile. Vaguely, he could still hear the ghost gentleman floating next to the fat young master urging him in a low voice. It seemed that it was quite a hard job for such an "eclectic" young master in the stall.
He shook his head, turned around and was about to walk out with Fanny, when he heard a voice suddenly coming from behind him.
"Oh! I'm almost full, hey... right now! Uh... you are Madame Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons, right? My old man mentioned you to me, and I wonder if I can ask you something?"
"Of course, what is it?"
"Is there a wizard named Maca McLean here? The old man asked me to pass on a message for him. If possible, could you please tell me where he is? What does he look like? I heard that he is older than me. Xiao, is it true..."
After hearing her name appear in the conversation, Maka couldn't help but pause, and turned around again with a slight doubt.
He didn't remember that he knew Mr. Hohenheim... No, to be precise, he did know him, but he might not know him
It seems that he does not have a relatively accurate estimate of how widely his reputation will spread.
"I am Maca McClain. What message does Mr. Hohenheim want you to convey to me?" He turned around and walked to the fat young master, while Fanny still followed him step by step.
"Huh?" The fat young man was stunned when he heard the sound. He stopped what he was still chattering and suddenly turned around, "Oh! Are you Mr. McLean? Wow! It's exactly what the old man said, better than me. Small?"
"I'm sorry, my young master is just a straightforward person. Please forgive me if I'm rude!" Mr. Ghost, who was floating aside, bowed and apologized for his fat young master.
Maka waved her hand, indicating that he didn't need to pay too much attention, and then nodded towards the fat young master.
"I have read about Mr. Hohenheim's achievements in alchemy in books when I was in school. I heard that he has devoted himself to research since he was young. This is a role model for all scholars." He He smiled and said, "I wonder what Mr. Hohenheim wants from me?"
Maka said it politely, but the fat young master didn't care about these polite words. He stood up from the chair with a creak, and put his fleshy arms directly around Maka's shoulders.
"Oh! McClain, don't say such nonsense." Probably because he usually stays at home and rarely sees young wizards outside his family, so he seems particularly eager at this moment, "My old man is A dead-headed guy who spends all day either doing experiments or lying on the table doing calculations. What's so great about it? Let me see, buddy, you are the real one. Tell me, how do you do this? Two Dark Lords were beaten to the ground together?"
As he spoke, he waved his meat-ball-like fists with great interest on his face.
However, the fat young master was quite enthusiastic about it, but Maka felt uncomfortable. It's okay to be a little fat, but this guy has so much meat on his body that the weight of just one arm is really heavy. Because of the emphasis on the strength of the wizard's body, Maka's body was quite strong, but the feeling of being stuck in flesh was not to mention how bad it was.
"About the Dark Lord, if you are interested, we can chat slowly later..." Maka pushed away the fat on her cheeks and said helplessly, "Didn't you say that your father had something to convey to you? ?I think you can talk about this first!"
After hearing this, the fat young master seemed to remember it again and nodded quickly.
"Hi! I almost forgot about this," he said with a confused look on his face, not remembering that he just asked Madame Maxime for this. "Yes, the old man asked me to ask for him. , I wonder if you have time to come to my house? The old man seems to be very interested in the book "The Mystery of Ancient Magic Texts" you wrote!"
The book that the fat young master was talking about was the book that Maka had originally written to use as a textbook for the ancient magic literature. It contained many ways of using it that were completely different from the ancient magic literature in the past. Maka remembered that Mr. Hohenheim's research had always been more practical. Perhaps because of this, he had some favorable impressions of Maka's theory of new ancient magic literature!
"No problem. If I have time, of course I would also like to ask your father for some magic knowledge. Oh, please loosen your arms first -" Maka gently pushed his hand away and took out a hand from her waist. Stacking small cards, "I'll give this to you first! You can pass them to your father when you go back, just say it's a small gift from me to him!"
This is an ancient rune card that he sketched out himself, and each character accurately interprets its own meaning. For a scholar who is also proficient in ancient magic literature, this is a very suitable meeting gift.
At this moment, Maka glanced back slightly. He keenly noticed that someone was staring at him outside the door of the auditorium, and that gaze felt very familiar to him.