"No, I'm afraid that won't work."
Faced with the huge benefit that was almost brought to her lips, Maka refused extremely decisively, which made the representatives of various forces in the auditorium go into an uproar.
If Maka accepted the gift without saying a word, these wizards would definitely try to fight to the end, but they wouldn't be too surprised by Maka. But now that Maka has refused, they will feel extremely surprised...
It is obviously an incredible thing to spit out all the fat in your mouth.
It was precisely because of this inexplicable surprise that most of the wizards and wizards in the auditorium opened their mouths in surprise. But after a burst of uproar, what followed was an exceptionally consistent silence.
"Mr. Flamel, I'm really glad that you have decided to entrust such an important matter to Hogwarts alone," Maka said in a particularly humble tone under the astonished expressions on the faces of all the wizards. " However, Mr. Nico Flamel’s legacy is publicly related to the future of the global wizarding community. How can we, the wizarding school of Hogwarts, bear it independently? For us, this responsibility is too important. Already…”
"Really?" Old Edward nodded as he wanted, "That's true, but I didn't think it through well..."
He thought for a moment and then continued: "Well, I remember Mrs. Maxim mentioned holding an alchemy competition before. I think this is also a pretty good way to make it public. Through this world-class alchemy competition, I believe that We can select those alchemists with outstanding abilities, and let them study the alchemical legacy left by the master for the entire magic world. This will definitely help spread the master's alchemical knowledge better."
"...If that's the case, then let's do it!" At this point, the old butler put on a serious expression, "Hogwarts is a world-famous magic school, although Mr. Dumbledore has passed away. , but this school has produced an outstanding wizard like Mr. McLean. I think it must be the right decision to hold this world-class alchemy competition in Hogwarts Castle!"
"As for the hosting and judging of this competition, it will be decided through this discussion and by all the gentlemen and ladies present! I don't know... what do you think?"
Naturally, Hogwarts gained the greatest benefit from the old butler's proposal. But if compared with the "full power" just now, it is undoubtedly much better for all strengths.
Sometimes, human psychology is so strange. Upon comparison, most of the surrounding wizards secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It can be seen that the previous development really frightened them.
Even though the representatives were still a little reluctant, the old housekeeper's suggestion this time was finally too loose. They could roughly understand the benefits involved.
What the force responsible for the venue gains is an "influence". Hogwarts will definitely gain a lot of reputation and fame in this event, and its status in the global wizarding community will rise to a higher level.
However, the biggest benefit here is the distribution of the inheritance. At this point, Hogwarts will definitely suffer some losses. After all, as a venue provider, they have to avoid suspicion.
Those forces that can only participate in competitions to compete for rankings will lose the greatest reputation gain and can only rely on their strength to capture as much share as possible in rounds of competitions.
Obviously, some trade-offs must be made between the two.
Thinking about it this way, in fact, the ones with the least restrictions and the greatest harvest potential in this matter are the few forces that can nominate judges. The so-called fame and fortune refers to this small group.
Therefore, although many forces are jealous of the good fortune that Hogwarts has received, for various reasons, they seem to accept it.
"Okay," after waiting for a moment and taking in everything in the auditorium, Maka nodded and said, "Since Mr. Flamel trusts Hogwarts so much, we will definitely work hard to make this event a success." The unprecedented event was held safely until the competition ended perfectly!"
When Maka agreed to the matter, tonight's dance party, which had been in chaos, finally came to an end.
Later, Mrs. Maxim announced on the spot that today's activities were over, and tomorrow morning, a formal discussion meeting would be held in the auditorium. What will be decided at that time is who will get the number of judges.
It will definitely be very lively tomorrow, but this has nothing to do with Maka. Now he felt relaxed and walked to the guest room with Fanny. The two said good night to each other in front of Maka's room door, and then went back to rest.
This night, it was surprisingly quiet, and nothing weird happened again.
In the early morning of the next day, Maca did not even plan to show up at the discussion meeting. Instead, she took Fanny directly to Mrs. Maxim and the old butler Edward to say goodbye, and then immediately set off on the way back to Chateau Blois.
The goals he wanted to achieve have been completed ahead of schedule. If he continues to stay, he will not gain more benefits, but may lead to some unknown changes. What's more, Willy's problem is still waiting for him to solve it at Chateau Blois!
In the carriage, Maka and Fanny sat face to face, obviously changed a lot from when they came. Although Fanny still maintains a certain distance from Maka, she is at least willing to sit down now.
This may be because the mission is about to end, or it may be because Maka's performance makes her feel more trust. Only she knows this.
"Mr. McClain, I don't know...has your goal been accomplished this time?"
Unlike Maka, who was lazily leaning against the carriage window and reading his notes, Fanny remained meticulous even when she was sitting. At this time, she asked Maka a question, but she was still sitting upright, her slender waist straight.
"Huh?" Maka looked up from the note after hearing this, "Yes! It's done - didn't I say it before? All I want is the right to the venue, and I'll leave the rest to them. Let’s fight!”
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February 13th, there is only one day left before Valentine’s Day.
In the senses of some people, this day comes surprisingly slowly, like our Mr. Potter; but in the senses of some people, this day comes extremely fast, like our Miss Granger.
Of course, there are a few people who have no feelings about this day at all, such as... Mr. Longbottom
No, that's absolutely not the case.
Neville was not as slow as others thought him to be when it came to his emotions. In fact, he also has a girl he likes.
At such an old age, he is also a normal boy. Although he is usually too shy, he can still develop some innocent feelings that are unique to this age group.
The girl he liked was a little badger from Hufflepuff House.
To be honest, compared to the strange romance between Harry and Ginny, Mr. Longbottom's side seems much boring. He has been an inconspicuous boy since he was a child, and the girl he fell in love with is also an inconspicuous girl.
When two equally shy and inconspicuous boys and girls come together, the sparks they create are negligible.
By the way, that girl has a pure and gentle name—Hannah Abbott.
Early this morning, Neville had woken up from bed, but he did not get up immediately as usual. But while he was resting his head on a soft pillow, he began to stare at the curtain in a daze.
If anything, his movements were much neater than Harry's. A few days ago, he and Hannah made an appointment to meet at a place tomorrow evening.
Uh... Well, it was actually just an appointment with the other person to go to the Room of Requirement to practice spells.
"well-"
Neville lay on the bed and pursed his lips, then sighed softly.
He understood very early that he had no courage since he was a child, and he always forgot things. He didn't know how the Sorting Hat sorted him into Gryffindor in the first place. Just like now, even though he has grown tall enough - even taller than other students around him, he is still as timid and weak as when he first entered school.
While bearing the surname "Longbottom", he was proud of his parents who suffered misfortunes in the fight against darkness, and at the same time frustrated by his own incompetence. This was how he had been over the years.
Therefore, he works harder than everyone else, practicing the magic that he is not good at, and trying every means to improve himself.
Yes, I have made progress... I should have made progress. However, the improvement in strength did not seem to change his courage. It was not until recently that he discovered this very helplessly.
The most striking evidence is right in front of him - when he realized that he had an unusual affection for Hufflepuff's Hannah Abbott, he began to encourage himself to tell her feelings, but he never did. It can be done.
If he doesn't even have the courage to confess his love to a girl, how can he have the courage to risk his life and face the darkness like his parents
Neville felt very angry. He was only angry about his own failure, that's all.
"well-"
After sighing again, he half-heartedly lifted the quilt and got down on the bed, dragging his feet to wash up as usual.
He knew that he would probably have to spend the day studying hard again. As for what will happen tomorrow? He didn't know, and he didn't really want to know... He knew it was almost time to give up.
"Neville?" A voice came from the bed behind him, "Are you free in a moment? Come with me! I need your help with something!"