Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 693: The hustle and bustle under the night

　　 Regardless of whether it is reasonable in nature or not, at least for the audience present, the content of the first night of the game is undoubtedly quite boring.

　　Maca is planning many events with the people of the International Wizarding Federation, and even some entertainment activities and consumption points outside the stadium are taken into account in every detail, but it ignores the fun of the game itself. .

　　 In short, no matter how important the research value of alchemy is, for ordinary spectators who come to watch the game, "whether the game is interesting" is obviously the most important thing.

　　 So, as far as the results of the night are concerned-rather than watching the process of a batch of alchemists transforming the raw ore into spoons, the suggestion originally proposed by Maca "can be interspersed with lively performances" , It has become the most popular show for the audience tonight.

　　 was originally just an inter-schedule episode for everyone to relax, but suddenly it became the main content for the guests to watch, which made Maca himself a little bit dumbfounded.

　　"Mr. Hornheim, I suggest that after the first round of the competition, the judges should also consider adding some fun to it..."

　　After the first night’s schedule came to an end, Maca was discussing with the members of the jury in the coordinating office. Today is the first day of the game process. After actually observing the game, the organizers should correct and solve the exposed problems as soon as possible.

　　"But..."

　　 Sarah’s muscular father showed a little embarrassed expression when he heard Maca say this.

　　"Research work is always a boring and simple thing. What we need to get is real results...McLean, you are also a researcher of magic knowledge. I believe you can understand what I mean. "

　　Maca certainly understands what Hornheim said.

　　 In fact, some research results may appear to be very eye-catching in the eyes of ordinary people, but most of the research work is boring. For example, he himself, in the daily deductions and calculations at the desk, can come up with a small change method to simplify the spells, so that the casting speed of the spells is shortened by one or even half a syllable compared with the original.

　　This kind of work is often very inconspicuous even with the process and results, but its value is self-evident.

　　 "Yes, I can understand..." Maca nodded, but quickly shook it slightly, "But, didn't you just mentioned to me the helplessness of modern alchemy a few days ago? Where?"

　　He paused for a while, then continued:

　　 "I don’t know what everyone thinks... Maybe the players and the off-court national forces are working hard for Nico Lemay’s legacy, but--" he said, "Just this game. The biggest significance, I think, is to reawaken the wizards’ expectations for alchemy. I think if we want to increase the number of people interested in alchemy, we must let those children who don’t know anything about alchemy have the heart. Just be happy!"

　　"This..."

　　 Perhaps the name "Nicole Le May" has been given so much meaning that most people focus on the rewards after the game.

　　 people always focus on the benefits they can reach. For those in power, this event is a fight for the final share of the inheritance; for researchers, this event is a bridge to "access to the knowledge at the pinnacle of contemporary alchemy".

　　 But in the face of such huge interests, they tend to ignore the significance and influence of this contest on ordinary wizards.

　　 Even if Nicole LeMay really left the elixir and even the Philosopher’s Stone in his legacy, does this have anything to do with the audience watching?

　　 At least, there is no direct relationship at all.

　　 However, in this world, there are people who want alchemy to rise again. For example, the group of alchemists in Mesopotamia is probably one of them.

　　 For another example, the Mr. Hornheim in front of Maca seems to be one of these people.

　　 "I think I understand what you mean," Hohenheim nodded thoughtfully, "Indeed, we have put too much energy on the alchemical heritage... Well, think about it this way, this The game is indeed a very suitable opportunity...I will consider it carefully tonight."

　　After sending away the members of the judges, Maca sat behind the desk, grinning secretly.

　　 just said so high-sounding words, it sounds like awe-inspiring, but is he really the kind of person who is willing to consider and pay for the global magic world?

　　 No, he just followed Nicol Lemay’s last wish to find a seemingly great reason to make this Hogwarts competition even more grandiose.

　　For Hogwarts, the positive impact of this event is definitely the bigger the better. As long as you have the ability and methods, you can't go too far.

　　 Just as Maca twisted his neck and loosened his muscles and bones, and was about to take a walk in the arena to see what was wrong, a small black spot suddenly followed his upper, trouser legs, and outer robe. , Climbed all the way to the back of his hand.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 He raised his hand, stared at the little spider on the back of his hand, then flipped his hand and put it into his sleeve.

　　 "Is this here..."

　　 The next moment, he gently waved his right hand, and his whole person disappeared completely under the effect of the phantom spell.

　　……

　　Meanwhile, Hogsmeade Bar in Hogsmeade Village.

　　 Due to the unprecedented momentum of the International Alchemy Contest these days, it has attracted wizards from all over the world to watch and play, and Aberforth, which originally had fewer customers than three broomsticks, has long been full of drinkers.

　　 Right now tonight’s schedule has just ended, and there are still a large number of guests coming to Hogsmeade. I think there will be a new wave of consumption later.

　　 To be honest, Aberforth has been very annoyed recently because he doesn't want to see so many people.

　　 For him, when he took over this bar, he valued the desertedness here. In addition, his elder brother Albus Dumbledore needed a trustworthy person to gather information on the market, which made him become here. The owner and waiter.

　　 Otherwise, just his violent temper, how can he do this kind of service industry that must have dedication?

　　 but now--

　　"...Hey, another pure malt whiskey with ice."

Outside the 　　 counter, an Australian wizard who had already drunk dizzy half leaned on the edge of the bar, smashed the countertop with his soft elbow.

　　 Aberforth looked at him with a cold face, his right hand casually grabbed a wine bottle from the wine rack behind him, and his left hand grabbed a wine glass from under the bar.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 He slapped the wine glass heavily in front of the opponent, and the glass was almost wiped off the tip of the man’s nose. If you go a little further, this force must be able to break the bridge of the drunk man's nose.

　　 After throwing an ice lump into the glass, there was a crisp crashing sound, and the wine bottle in the right hand also poured out amber liquor.

　　 It's a pity that the drunk wizard in front of Aberforth might not be able to enjoy this authentic bourbon barrel pure malt whisky. Because just the moment Aberforth poured the wine, he suddenly felt soft and rolled under the bar with a plop and fell asleep.

　　 "Damn..."

　　 Aberforth picked up the glass by himself, swallowed the cold and fragrant liquor in the glass, then turned around and stuffed the glass with the ice cubes into the sink.

　　 "...I have remembered both this glass of wine and you. The money to be paid, a copper nat will not be less!"

　　 After a vicious mutter, his gaze swept around the bar, his face was full of impatient. At the end, he glanced at the ceiling subconsciously, but couldn't help sighing slightly.

　　 My brother has devoted too much effort on Hogwarts-even if his sister Ariana's accidental death, he has been complaining about his brother Albus all his life, but the two are brothers after all.

　　 Now my elder brother is also gone, walking as freely and arbitrarily as the Albus back then. As a result, his relatives in this world seem to be all left.

　　 So, what can he expect from Aberforth Dumbledore?

　　 Just as he inadvertently thought about these "philosophies of life" that he hadn't been very fond of since childhood, another head suddenly appeared in front of the bar.

　　"...Hey, let's have another glass... pure malt... with ice?"

　　 Aberforth, who came back to his senses, glanced at him blankly. It was the drunk Australian wizard who had been lying on the floor just now~IndoMTL.com~You have finished drinking. "

　　 Aberforth said, reaching out and pressing the other's outstretched head back.

　　 Just then, the wooden door of the bar was pushed open again from the outside, and a figure in a cloak walked in. Aberforth just took a look, and suddenly recognized who the not-tall figure should belong to.

　　 As expected, after the other side nodded slightly, he hurried straight to the inside of the bar. There was a locked door, and behind it was the stairs leading to the second floor of the bar. The magic above could not be unlocked by anyone.

　　 But the figure just touched the doorknob, then easily unscrewed the door leaf, and disappeared into the crack of the opened door.

The sound of 　　 door being closed again, in the noisy bar, is like a small wave in the sea, almost no one noticed.

　　 Aberforth shook his head slightly, he took the wine glass beside him again and wiped it carelessly.

　　 "Let's do it," he muttered to himself, "Anyway, it's already such a big age, and it's the same thing. If that's the case, why not do something trivial for these young people..."

　　 Tonight’s Pig’s Head Bar seems to be extraordinarily noisy.

　　

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