Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 601: Impermeable white dyeing

"Lord Blois, when I suddenly came to visit, there might be discrepancies in the ancient ceremony. It was indeed a bit presumptuous... But since you never responded to the letter from me and the Patriarch, Patriarch waited anxiously. I was sent here to wait. I don’t know... Lord Blois, what kind of attitude do you have regarding the cooperation mentioned in the letter from my family?"

When Maca was running to the greenhouse to chat with Wei Li and change his mind, three mysterious black-robed wizards were sitting in the waiting room of Wei Li's father.

Well, to say that they are mysterious is not in their words and deeds, but simply in terms of their "appearance." The three wizards were all wearing black wizard robes with the same style. Not to mention the monotonous color, they looked old. What's more worth mentioning is that they all put on the large hood attached to their robes, and it seems that they didn't show their true appearance from beginning to end.

Of course, Mr. Blois doesn't care too much, because he already knows their identities.

"Believe, I've seen it," Mr. Blois nodded calmly after hearing the other leader's inquiry, and quickly replied, "The proposal of your Patriarch is really tempting...but To be honest, on that matter, my Blois family is still on the sidelines. I am afraid that there is no possibility of cooperation for the time being."

Although he didn't say "that incident" clearly, the four people present knew it well. What's more, if anything has happened recently, it is undoubtedly the Nicholas Alchemy legacy of Busbarton.

Mr. Blois said so, the three wizards sitting on the opposite sand nodded each, and then the leading wizard sitting in the middle spoke again.

"...That means that there is no possibility of cooperation between our two families? In that case, what is the castle owner waiting for? The sooner our two families form a cooperative relationship, shouldn’t we Can you get a full advantage?"

But Mr. Blois did not speak immediately, he just glanced out the window first, as if he was enjoying the beautiful sunset outside.

From here, he can just see that just across the square, a pair of young men and women in the greenhouse are talking leisurely. Obviously, what he was looking at was not the scenery outside the window, but the person in the scenery.

After a short while, Mr. Blois withdrew his gaze and looked at the three visiting wizards again.

"I see," he said calmly, "I will consider it carefully. The three can take a day off at my Fort Blois, and I will give you an answer tomorrow that I can go back to for business."

After that, he turned his head to look at the old butler standing aside, the meaning in his eyes was self-explanatory.

"Three distinguished guests, please follow me."

The old butler took a step forward and reached out to invite him with demeanor.

The leader of the three was silent for a while, as if thinking about whether it is necessary to stay overnight, and then nodded after considering it.

"In that case, I am waiting for the good news from the castle lord."

After watching the three wizards leave with the old butler, Mr. Blois thoughtfully thought about it. While thinking, he stood up and paced to the window on the side of the waiting room, and then looked towards the greenhouse in the corner of the square.

"Maca McLean..." Blois whispered to himself, "Who are you?"

As for the origin of Maca's identity, of course, on the surface is an ancient magic text professor at Hogwarts. This status is already remarkable enough in the eyes of many people, but if you look at it in the eyes of the Patriarch of a big power such as the Blois family, it is nothing more than an outstanding talent.

But just now, in the words of the three wizards from an ancient family, they showed some very suspicious things.

Yes, although they haven't even mentioned Maca McLean in a single sentence, under the current circumstances, not mentioning Maca's existence at all is the most suspicious. You know, the location of that alchemy event has been determined not long ago, and Blois doesn't think that the opposing family is ignorant of it.

Know that the location of the contest has a big impact on their "cooperation plan", how could they never mention it?

The only explanation is that the family is still afraid of Hogwarts without Dumbledore. Needless to say, Maca is probably the reason for the fear.

However, no matter where Maca came from, now he has put his daughter's hope of getting rid of the curse completely in his hands, and he doesn't want any accidents in this most important thing. Blois no longer cares whether there are other identities hidden behind Maca, he only trusts his own judgment now.

Whether it's self-confidence or gambling. Since returning from the underground vault last time, he has already recognized the friendship between Maca and his daughter. If it weren’t for treating each other as friends, how could anyone be willing to take such a big risk to strengthen the relationship? How about running into the enemy line? Not to mention that when Voldemort took Villie as a hostage in the end, Maca was only a little bit close to suing himself on the spot. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Blois believed in his eyes more than the invisible and intangible suspicions.

"McLean, Willie will be handed over to you." He looked in the direction of the greenhouse, and his eyes softened a lot in an instant.

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Fort Blois is too big, and Maca has been nesting in the laboratory for research before, so he has no idea about the new visitors in the fort. As for Wei Li, who is in front of him right now, she won't even know about her indifferent temperament.

At this moment, both of them are squatting in a corner of the greenhouse, doing rather boring nutrition treatment for the new soil.

If there is any research in the magical world that is very similar to that of Muggles, it is undoubtedly herbalism. Even if the cultivation of all kinds of weird magical plants, the process is nothing more than the set of playing flowers and plants. The details may be different, but the overall situation is similar.

At this time, Maca is holding a small triangular shovel, constantly tossing a kind of dense sand; while Wei Li is carrying a fine-eyed sack, adding other fertilizers to the sand little by little. substance.

There are many types of fertilizers in herbal medicine. Not only are the traditional all-purpose fertilizers rich in dragon manure like dragon manure, but also a variety of very strange targeted "fertilizers."

For example, the "Fertilizer" of Raphaela Dragon Kiss, which grows by watering dragon blood as a nutrient, is dragon blood. If you use the blood of other creatures, as long as the magic content and attributes are consistent, they will still grow up gradually, but you can't make them bloom.

"Maca, is that enough?"

"Well, it's almost there."

From the time when Maca came to the greenhouse until now, the conversation between the two of them probably did not add up to five or six sentences. Obviously, Wei Li is still the same, and she can't speak words like gold when she speaks.

But even if you don't speak, the tacit understanding between the two will not diminish. This is enough to see that they both cast aside the curse and chose to do things with their own hands in unison.

For Maca, picking up a small shovel to mix soil and holding scissors to cut branches are a way to relax in studying leisure. For Wei Li, cultivating plants by herself is a rare interest in life.

This is the case for these two people. They may be completely different in some respects, but in some small places in their daily lives, they seem to get along very well.

After they each wrapped the processed sand into several airtight bags, the two finally took off their gloves and stood up.

The work in this greenhouse is finished, but Villy doesn't seem to want to leave immediately.

"Maca," she turned around gently, and returned the silvery-white tips of her cheeks to her ears. The whole movement seemed casual, but it was extraordinarily gentle and delicate. "Father said, you... do Professor?"

Maca was taken aback when he heard the words.

Speaking of it, he has been a professor at Hogwarts for some time, and he has become accustomed to many little wizards calling himself "Professor McLean." But when I think about it carefully, it seems that the time since Wei Li dropped out of school is even longer.

"Yes!" Mackah paused and couldn't help smiling. "I am teaching you ancient magic literature at Hogwarts, but... hey, to be honest, my professor is actually quite incompetent. Of."

"School absenteeism."

Villy stretched out her slender fingers without hesitation and pointed them straight at the tip of Maca's nose. This action, coupled with her plain expression, made Maca find it very interesting.

"Yes, absenteeism." Maca shrugged and said, "But this time there is really some legitimate reason. After all, I am coming back to France for Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts..." Willie repeated the word silently, and then looked up at Mackadao, "Is it the same as before?"

Maka heard the words~IndoMTL.com~ and couldn't help but quietly recalled the year he first enrolled in school, and she couldn't help feeling a little bit in her heart.

"Nothing is set in stone, right?" He shook his head slightly, "Some places have changed a lot, and some have changed less...When your problem is solved, you can use Take a good look with your own eyes."

"...really?"

Vellie didn't say anything after listening to it. She just stared blankly at a few pots of flower seedlings on the table next to her, staring sideways with a faint look, even Maca couldn't guess what she was thinking.

The last faint yellow before the sunset fell silently on her profile through the transparent partition of the greenhouse. The golden red color was smudged away quietly, but it still couldn't hide the transparent whiteness on her cheeks.

　　

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