Chapter 568 - Blatant Persuasion

Genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Apex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! In this world where magic and science coexist, there is never a shortage of geniuses on either side. When Maca found out that the one who caused the explosion just now was actually a little girl who hadn't reached school age, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, he, Maca McLean, is undoubtedly a young genius, and his current achievements in magic can be said to be beyond the reach of most people in their entire lives.

But the so-called family members know their own affairs, he is very clear about where his ability comes from. If it weren't for the Scroll of Truth left by Rowena Ravenclaw, he might still be just an excellent student who is good at Potions. Maybe he knows better than his peers the truth of studying hard, but he certainly can't be called a genius.

On the road he has traveled, the importance of opportunity is self-evident.

But Maca knows that some people are born with advantages that others cannot deny. And the little girl who wrote this letter is probably exactly this kind of person.

He thought for a while, then glanced at the fat man next to him, and suddenly came up with a bad idea that was not so kind.

"Master Hohenheim," Maca showed a smile on his face, which made him look a little more kind, "Have you ever been to Hogwarts?"

"what?"

The fat young master was taken aback when he heard the words, and he didn't know why Maca suddenly brought up the topic. But because Maca asked the question, he had a good impression of this big boy who was not too different in age, so he answered quickly.

"No, I haven't been..."

"In fact, Hogwarts is still very good. If you are interested, I can take you to play later." Maca took the initiative to invite, "The scenery there is very good, and the students and professors are very hospitable. I believe you can over there……"

Before he could finish his sentence, the wizards on the other side of the table who were in a panic because of the explosion became unhappy, and one of them who was injured shouted for an explanation from the fat man.

Maca was interrupted by that guy, so he gave him a dissatisfied look, and waved his hand casually. Immediately, the shattered tabletop fragments and the broken tableware flew into the air, and they were assembled in an orderly manner in their original positions.

Immediately afterwards, he took out another potion bottle and threw it at the man's hand. The bottle drew an arc and landed firmly in his hand.

"Take a sip and you'll be fine soon."

In the eyes of the people around, Maca's series of movements seemed to flow smoothly without delay. It was said to be a silent spell, but it was more like it didn't even need a spell, and the speed was unusually fast.

"What kind of potion is this?" The guy asked subconsciously.

Maca glanced at him again, then waved, and the bottle of potion jumped back into his palm quickly. After he tucked it into his waist, he disappeared from everyone's eyes again.

"Looks like you don't need it anymore."

As he spoke, he turned his head and put his gaze back on the fat man, leaving only the stunned expression on the face of the guy opposite.

It can be seen that when Maca unexpectedly withdrew the potion, the wizard quickly became a little annoyed. But the other party was obviously aware of the deeds about Maca and Hogwarts not long ago. Under the reputation of destroying two generations of Dark Lords, he didn't want to offend this young strong man casually.

What's more, even in Beauxbatons, Maca showed some strength. Smart people understand that even though the rumors may be somewhat exaggerated, the young man's name is definitely not false.

It is impossible for anyone who can represent one side to be a fool. These people know very well under what circumstances they need to keep a low profile. So, the guy quickly suppressed the anger in his heart, stood up decisively and left.

The fat young master of the Hohenheim family was very excited about this. As for Maca's strength, he can be said to know it, but it can also be said that he doesn't understand it very well.

But to this fat man, the most important thing is what he sees in front of him.

"How did you do it?" He asked very curiously, "There is a long syllable in the middle of the mantra of the restoration spell, how could it be so fast? And you can repair a lot of things so accurately without even needing a wand thing……"

"Oh, it's actually not too difficult," Maca thought for a while, and immediately replied, "Wait... If you're interested, I can show you mine..."

He pretended to rummage in his waist pocket, then raised his head, pretending to be sorry and said: "I seem to have left my notes in the office... Ah, that's right! Didn't we just talk about going to Huo Gwartz thing? If you want, you can come and sit with me when this thing is over."

"Office?" Fatty became more curious when he heard it, "Do you have your own office?"

"That's right!" Maca shrugged, "I'm currently a professor at Hogwarts, teaching students some ancient magical literature..."

He started chatting along this topic, and praised some details of Hogwarts from time to time, making no secret of his good impression of his school. Especially after discovering that the fat man was particularly interested in those thrilling things, he even picked out some stories about fighting Voldemort and Grinwald.

There is nothing more convincing than the story told by the person involved. Not long after, not only the fat man, but even the wizards sitting next to him listened attentively. Of course, most of what they heard was the version adapted by Maca without a trace. Apart from being lively and interesting, there was really nothing worth paying attention to.

However, just when everyone was itching to hear it, Maca's story came to an abrupt end.

"Oh, I'm sorry—" He seemed to be reminded of something, and gestured to the fat man, "I still have some things to deal with, and I have to visit a friend in a while, and I will continue to talk to you about those things when I have a chance." Speak!"

"When?" The fat man immediately asked eagerly, but the next second he suddenly said, "Oh! Yes, when you go to Hogwarts in a few days, you will continue to talk while taking me around, then it must be More fun!"

Maca said in his heart that this guy is very easy to coax, and look, he has already taken the initiative to arrange the Hogwarts itinerary.

"Of course," he said, standing up from his chair, "then I'll see you later, and you eat slowly—I have to go first."

After finishing speaking, he quickly left the auditorium with Fanny who got up after him.

After turning a corner and the auditorium could no longer be seen behind her, Fanny who hadn't said a word just now spoke softly.

"Sir, do you want to recruit that young lady from the Hohenheim family into your Hogwarts?"

Upon hearing this, Maca felt that there was no need to hide it, so she nodded readily.

"Yes!" He said as he walked, "I am also a professor after all, and I came to Beauxbatons this time for the school's affairs. Now I just happened to meet a rare top student seedling, so what? Do you want to fight for it?"

"That's true," Fanny agreed, but then said in doubt, "But is this... is it a little too obvious?"

What Fanny said was right. Maca's invitation just now was indeed a bit blatant. Perhaps the straight-hearted fat young man may not be able to taste it, but the ghost David who has been guarding by the side will definitely be able to see Maca's thoughts.

However, Maka didn't seem to care about Fanny's words.

"It's okay, just be direct," he said with a smile. "Sometimes it's not a good thing to have too many eyes. There are many smart people in this world. No matter how deep you hide your purpose, no one may be able to see it." I can figure it out. Therefore, without the need to conceal it, directly expressing one's intentions can win the favor of others... You see, isn't it normal for schools to recruit outstanding students?"

After Maca said this, Fanny immediately understood the reason. Yes, sometimes it takes too much effort, maybe it is really a thankless behavior. As it is in this case, perhaps it is also true in some other respects.

While chatting casually, the two kept moving forward, and returned to the room after a while.

"Sir, do you have any plans for today's itinerary?"

After Maka sat down, Fanny performed her duties seriously. Rather than saying that she is careful and responsible for her work, it might be better to say that she is too serious.

At least Maca, who has always been free and easy, still feels a bit of a headache about this.

"Miss Blois, you should sit down first!" He said helplessly, "Just now I asked you to go back to the room to rest, but you encountered an unexpected situation in the middle of the walk... Let's not mention it for now. Now you You should take a break, right?"

"Sir, I did get enough rest last night." Fanny's stubborn spirit remained unmoved. "Of course, if you still say that it's about the mission, I'll go back to sleep right away."

"Okay, okay!" Maca sighed secretly, "I will see Mrs. Maxime again in a while—of course, in my own name. After that, if I have time in the morning, I will meet again A little sleep...how do you feel?"

"Okay, I've made a note." Fanny said seriously, "If you go to see Mrs. Maxim, do you need to bring some small gifts? I think that would be more polite..."

"No, no need—" Maca shook her head, "Mrs. Maxime and I..."

He felt that he would always be interrupted when he spoke today, and the frequency was too high. That's right, just when he wanted to explain something to Fanny, he heard a sudden noise coming from outside the window.