In the Beauxbatons Castle auditorium, Maca and Fanny were enjoying an exquisite and delicious French breakfast. The most distinctive thing on the long table right now is naturally the classic French baguette.
The freshly baked French baguette is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. It tastes good when paired with oatmeal milk. Of course, if left for a long time, these thick and long sticks can really be used to hit people...
But to be honest, Maka didn't have a very good impression of French breakfast. The food on the table was all on the sweet side, and it was really easy to get bored after eating it. After a few bites, he began to miss the bacon and grilled sausages at Hogwarts.
Just as he was filling his stomach with each mouthful, a shadow floated over his table, and then he found that the seat next to him had been occupied by a large lump of fat.
"Master Hohenheim?" Maka moved her chair to give the other party some space.
"Well... Good morning..."
The fat young man from the Hohenheim family was obviously not awake yet. He glanced at Maka in a daze, then shook his head and said hello to him. Fortunately, at least people can still recognize who he is.
"Well, good morning."
Maka shrugged and then nodded to Mr. Ghost next to the big fat man. The ghost David looked very helpless at this moment. Even though his face was translucent, he still perfectly expressed what he was thinking.
"Sorry, Master, he likes to sleep in. It's not easy to get up so early today." David smiled bitterly and said, "Good morning, Mr. McClain."
"Don't be so polite." Maka didn't care and just smiled.
While the two of them were chatting, the fat young master had already started eating. Others eat French baguettes cut into slices, but he grabbed a whole stick and gnawed it directly. Watching him take a mouthful of milk and a mouthful of bread, he had already finished most of the sticks.
You know, that baguette is as long as a man’s arm!
Adding enough sugar in the morning after waking up can help wake up the body. It can be seen that the fat young master, who was still sleepy just now, soon became more energetic.
"...Actually, I didn't want to get up so early in the morning." He opened his mouth to chew and spoke vaguely to Maka. "If David hadn't told me that someone died, I wouldn't have gotten up so quickly. ! Unfortunately, the French Ministry of Magic acted too quickly. By the time I got there, there was nothing left... "
"There's nothing interesting to see," Maka said casually, "Just sitting alone in the corner, you know what it's like when you think about it?"
"Hey... what's important is not what it looks like! Well... this jam is good... What I want to see is an atmosphere. Do you understand the atmosphere? It's just a feeling..." The big fat man said in a long-winded manner, "I have never seen it in my life. There are dead people! It’s exciting just thinking about it!”
Ghost David felt deeply powerless towards the fat young master's attitude of fearing that the world would not be in chaos. Although he wanted to tell his young master more about the dangers involved, he also knew that the young master would care about that
Maka finally understood that this big fat man was actually the kind of second-generation ancestor who never went out. It's not that he is not good, the main reason is that he is still new to the world, and his hobbies in life are eating and sleeping, which is really not suitable for him to be exposed to the chaos of Beauxbatons today.
If this continues, the fat man will suffer a loss sooner or later.
"...Eh? McClain, why don't you say anything?" Probably one person said it was not enough. Seeing Maka just smile and not speak, the fat man suddenly felt a little boring, "What are you thinking about?"
Maka shook his head and was about to say something casually, but when he turned around, he saw a small owl flying straight towards this side.
There was a sound of flapping wings, and an envelope happened to land on the table in front of the fat man.
"Huh?"
Maka discovered that the fat man was suddenly startled when he saw the owl, and when the envelope was accurately settled, he even refused to touch it.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to see it?"
Maka asked, but received a series of shakes from the other party, and even the flesh on his face shook.
"This is the owl raised by the young lady," Ghost David explained on his behalf, "I think there is something at home that I have to tell the young master."
Maka looked at the envelope and the fat man's cowardly look, and she probably had some idea in her mind. But of course these had nothing to do with him, so he just smiled casually, turned his head and continued eating breakfast on his own.
After that, the fat young master hesitated for a long time, thinking that he had to look at both sides, so he picked up the envelope as if he was resigned to his fate. He didn't know how his sister usually treated him, so much so that he felt reluctant to even read the letter as if he was about to go to war.
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Dear Brother Noah:
I believe you have spent one night in Beauxbatons. I wonder if it is as beautiful as Dad said? Dear brother, take a good look at Sarah first, and then write down everything you see. Will Sarah want to read it when you come back
Of course, this is not the most important thing.
Sarah is writing this letter to you mainly because Dad wants to tell you what he has to do again. Remember to be friendly with Mrs. Maxim and go to say hello on time every day. Only in this way can we appear that the Hohenheim family are all wizards who understand etiquette.
Then, this time you went to Beauxbatons to represent your father in the negotiation of the inheritance of the great alchemist Nico Flamel. Remember to listen to David’s advice and don’t just focus on it. Hang out on your own.
Oh, and one more thing - it's Sarah's business, don't forget to find something to take home before you come back. do you remember? Sarah’s birthday is coming soon! In the second half of the year, Sarah will go to Beauxbatons to attend school, which is what her father has personally promised! Dear brother, please be sure to check out the bathrooms and toilets in Beauxbatons for Sarah!
Finally, I hope my dear brother has a good time these days! As Sarah’s blessing to her brother, please remember these wonderful times living in Beauxbatons!
Well, let me calculate the time... When this letter is delivered to you, you should not have gotten up yet, right? Really, without the lovely Sarah, my brother would definitely stay in bed! In that case...
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Before the fat man finished reading the entire letter, he suddenly threw the letter paper and envelope aside, but they just happened to be thrown into Maka's dinner plate. The next moment, a loud "bang" was heard, and countless pairs of eyes in the auditorium immediately looked this way.
It was a sudden explosion, and in terms of power, it was comparable to a crushing spell from an adult wizard. The long table in front of Maka was already missing a piece of tabletop, and all kinds of tableware were blown into "hidden weapons" and scattered far away in an instant.
Maka held one hand in front of him, and a layer of blue magic barrier firmly blocked the power of the explosion radiating towards him, without even damaging half of his hair. It's a pity that the guys sitting opposite him were in a bit of a miserable condition. Most of them were disgraced. One of them had his face scratched in several places by the exploding fragments, and blood was pouring out.
"Does your young lady like to play such powerful pranks?" Maka kept moving his hands, he turned his head and asked Mr. Ghost with an incomprehensible expression on his face.
"Uh..." David looked quite embarrassed, and he quickly said apologetically, "I'm really... I'm really sorry... Mr. McClain, and everyone... I'm really..."
"Hey, McLean, you are really good at guarding!" The fat man didn't care about the misery of those people at all. Instead, he became very curious about Maka's magic. "Can you teach me?"
"Hey! What's going on with you guys!"
"That's right! What... happened? Is there a poison spell on the letter?"
"Oh...my handsome face..."
The wizards on the opposite side were naturally not happy. They were shouting in pain, as if they wanted to ask the fat man for clarification. Perhaps the fat young man himself was eye-catching enough. His actions of reading and throwing letters just now were noticed by the other party, and now they both wanted to find an explanation for themselves.
Maka didn't care what they said. He didn't even pay attention to the fat man's question. He just looked at the ground under the hole in the table with slight surprise after removing the magic barrier.
There, the original piece of letter paper fell to the ground, and it was actually intact in the explosion just now!
"This is not the power of a magic spell." He thought to himself, bending down to pick up the piece of paper, and checked it over and over again.
Just now, if he hadn't reacted very quickly, he might have been caught. The explosion attached to this letter was not only very powerful, but also had only a very brief fluctuation of magic power beforehand. It was probably a masterpiece of some kind of alchemy.
Is it the "young lady" from the Hohenheim family that David mentioned before
"Can I read the content of the letter?" Maka asked the fat young master.
"Look, look... look at it as you like," the fat man waved his hands repeatedly, "don't say look at it, I can give it to you - but don't give it back to me, God knows if it will explode again?"
Maka nodded clearly, and then looked at the words on the letter paper.
But after only a few seconds, he immediately pursed his lips, and then decisively handed the letter to Fanny next to him.
"Please translate it for me," he said helplessly.
Don’t we need to find a translator? Although this gathering was mainly conducted in English in order to take care of everyone, this letter was written in French.
Soon, when Fanny translated the content to him in a low voice, he suddenly raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"Will you enroll in Beauxbatons in the second half of the year?"