Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Chapter 585: It's also a shit stick

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What the frivolous male wizard said was indeed true. If he could get a favor from the old butler of the Flamel family, the benefits would be obvious.

In fact, many forces have wanted to do something for a long time, but old Edward must also know what they are planning, so he has been hiding in Beauxbatons to avoid seeing it.

It is precisely because of this that this favor becomes even more precious.

When the frivolous wizard accurately pointed out this point, the representatives of other forces also cast sharp glances at the two wizards, one tall and one short, as if to pierce their hypocritical surfaces in one fell swoop.

In fact, there may not be people in this crowd who have the same suspicions as the frivolous wizard, but since he made this guess clear first, it just gave everyone a signal to attack as a group.

Suddenly, a lot of eyes were focused on the two wizards, which made the tall man who seemed very relaxed at first feel great pressure in an instant.

On the other hand, the short wizard who controlled Master Tyfuler was still quite calm at the moment, and was not moved at all by those eyes.

"Let's go! It's almost time..." Maka suddenly glanced around a few times, and after finding that no one was looking at him at all, he immediately whispered to Fanny.

"Uh... ok."

Fanny was obviously quite confused by these sudden words. She didn't understand why Maka said she wanted to leave at this time. Judging from the situation on the field, maybe the answer will come out in a short while!

But as an excellent female steward, she has long been accustomed to "obeying orders from above without knowing the reason", so she basically nodded and agreed without much hesitation.

I have to say that it is indeed very convenient to have a companion like Fanny. Although she has not been very useful so far, at least it does not hinder Maka from doing things, right

For Maca, that was enough.

When Fanny followed Maka and silently exited the auditorium outside the crowd, she discovered a small detail that she had never noticed before - Speaking of which, when Maka came back from the school infirmary just now, Maka stood with her so Yuan, did you do this on purpose

In other words, he planned to leave at the right time from the beginning

Not long after, Maka and Fanny quietly retreated out of the side corridor door, turned along the corridor, and walked out of Beauxbatons Castle directly from the foyer door.

Although there are obviously more and more wizards gathered in the auditorium, it does not mean that no one outside is insisting on searching. As soon as they walked out of the gate, they saw that there were still many scattered witches and wizards looking around. Judging from their posture, it seemed as if they wanted to explore the entire outer courtyard of Beauxbatons Castle.

Once outside the castle, Maka was no longer anxious.

"Go this way."

He stood on the stone steps at the main entrance of the castle and looked up, then said hello to Fanny again.

Immediately afterwards, probably because he felt that he no longer had to be cautious about whether others would notice his actions, he swaggered forward to the left.

When Fanny saw this, she no longer had any doubts. Anyway, she knew that all she needed to do was follow Maka.

Soon, she discovered that Maka seemed to have identified a certain wizard who was searching carefully at the edge of the garden, and almost walked all the way along the nearest route.

"How is the situation here?"

Sure enough, as soon as Maka came up, she struck up a conversation with them very naturally.

It was a middle-aged wizard who looked to be about thirty or forty years old. He was wearing a navy blue cloak, holding a pipe in his hand, and had a monocle stuck in his right eye. He looked quite delicate.

"Nothing," the wizard said, and pushed the lenses in his eyes. A thin silver chain tied to the legs of the frame shone with a faint metallic color in the moonlight, "I found nothing."

Maka nodded with a clear face, and after looking around for a while, she waved slightly.

"Come on, it's time for us to change places and get ready to start!"

"That's great," the other party smiled wryly and shook his head. The next second, he quickly raised his hand to hold the lens in front of his right eye, as if he almost shook it off because he shook his head. "Well, look. … That's great."

"I think it must be very uncomfortable," Maka shrugged, and then turned around and walked back, "I don't know why some people still like these lenses stuck in the eye sockets. Aren't ordinary glasses good?"

"This will make a man look very elegant," the man said casually, following behind him. "When I was young, this kind of gadget was popular for a long time. It can be said to be a must-have item for a gentleman to go out. .”

"Oh? Don't you wear it at home?" Maka said with a smile.

"Hmm... As you said, this thing is not comfortable to wear." The other party also smiled, and then immediately stretched out his finger to push the lens, "Generally, at home, there are no ladies who need gentlemen to act chic. Isn’t it?”

Under Fanny's thoughtful gaze, the two of them walked in from the main entrance of the castle again with the same steady steps. But this time, Maka didn't seem to have any intention of going to the auditorium, but led the two of them directly to a window.

This is the end of the corridor on the right side of the foyer. Leaning next to the window and looking out, you can only see the shadow of a dim tree. Under the cover of the increasingly dense branches and leaves, the moonless night looked particularly dark.

At this time, most of the wizards were in the auditorium on the left side of the foyer, and the rest were wandering outside the castle. There was not even a soul here.

"Take off the lenses! There are only three of us here..." Maka and the other two stood here. As he spoke, he reached for his waist and took out a potion bottle, "Here, drink." Once it's gone, your eyes can say goodbye to that thing forever."

"Well, I guess I can't wait any longer."

The other party reached out to catch it, took off his monocle and poured it into his mouth. The next moment, all of his exposed skin began to squirm in a manner visible to the naked eye, as if swarms of little mice had burrowed into his body. It looked extremely weird.

Needless to say, what he drank was obviously the antidote to the Polyjuice Potion.

Although there is no need to remove the potion and you can wait for it to lose its effect automatically, and the duration of the effect of the compound decoction is not too long, it will still take a while after all. Now that Maka is looking for him, she has naturally found the right time to act. If she waits a little longer, she might miss it.

Soon, when he returned to normal again, Fanny suddenly showed a "Sure enough" expression.

In front of her, the rather handsome middle-aged male wizard had not only become much older, but his black hair had also turned pale. A pair of bright eyes seemed a little cloudy at the moment, but the deep color in them became more intense.

He untied the cloak and shook it lightly, then took out his wand and touched it a little, and the cloak immediately turned into a familiar butler's uniform.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that Maka, who seemed the least likely to take away the old housekeeper Edward, was actually one of the weavers behind this incident. Fanny even remembered that the moment the old housekeeper disappeared, he and Madame Maxime were performing a waltz of ice and snow in mid-air!

"Mr. Edward, isn't it much easier now?" Maka said with a smile, "I know that feeling, having to play the role of a stranger is always not something I'm used to."

"Especially when there are still people who know the stranger." Old Edward shook his head again and smiled helplessly, "Someone came over to chat with me before, and it was really laborious... Mainly because I was distracted. Pay attention to this lens, you know, it will fall down if you are not careful."

"Throw it away!" Maka waved her hand and said, "I think that person doesn't need it anymore... Let's go! Mrs. Maxim is waiting for us to show up in the auditorium! I hope she's not in a hurry... You don't You know, it must be a mess over there right now!”

Maka and Edward joked casually, both looking very relaxed. Because they understand that they only need to pay more attention to details and deal with some possible emergencies. The rest can basically be said to have been determined.

As for whether Mr. Nico Flamel's legacy can be successfully disclosed to the global magic community in the end, it depends on the subsequent world-class alchemy competition.

"Mr. McLean, when did you discuss it with Mr. Butler? What are you going to do next?" Fanny wanted to ask, but she also understood that it was not the time to talk about this yet, so she forced The question that was almost in his throat was swallowed again.

Maka was about to return along the corridor again, but as soon as he raised his leg, he turned back slightly as if he noticed the doubts in Fanny's heart.

"Miss Blois, you need to make an appearance later..." he said, "Of course, what I want you to do will not damage the reputation of the Blois family, but... well, maybe it will make you feel... A little unhappy?"

"Unhappy?" Fanny was stunned for a moment, "Please...please say it."

"Let's talk while walking!" Maka greeted her and the old housekeeper, and walked straight forward, "Otherwise Madam Maxime will be annoyed by those guys -"

Under Maka's concise and clear instructions, Fanny nodded repeatedly and responded softly from time to time. And when the three of them were about to reach the door of the side corridor of the foyer, the increasingly obvious surprise on her face quickly subsided.

"Thank you for your trust, Mr. McClain!" She whispered at last, "In this way, the task assigned to me by the head of the family should be completed perfectly."

After saying that, she nodded slightly to Maka and the old housekeeper who were standing by the door, and then stepped into the auditorium first.