Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 506: Doubts about life

"My grandson, Mark, now attends Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Jonas pointed to the freckled young man next to him and introduced to Albert: "I think there should be more topics between you young people!"

Albert's mouth twitched indistinctly, looked directly at the boy who was slightly older than him, and greeted him in French: "Hello, I'm Albert Anderson, studying now. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Mark was stunned for a moment, and after getting a signal from Jonas, he brought Albert to a corner of the room and introduced himself: "I'm Mark Schmidt. Are you coming to Germany for a vacation, Albert? "

Mark is curious, it's the first time he's ever met another wizarding school student.

"No, we were just passing through Germany, and Mr. Serra said he wanted to drop by to visit an old friend." Albert explained angrily to the old man not far away, "Probably also took Mr. Jonas by the way. Introduce me to the meaning of acquaintance."

"Introduce my grandfather to you"

Mark was a little confused for a while, but quickly turned his attention to another matter, "Mr. Sierra?"

He noticed Albert's address to the old man and opened his mouth slightly, "I thought..."

"No, no, Mr. Serra and I only met through letters at first, and he should be barely half my teacher." Albert thought for a while and said, "My elders knew him, so he asked me to meet him. Mr. Sierra came out to learn."

Mark suddenly didn't know what to say. He couldn't understand why Albert's family could safely let their children go out with other people.

No matter how you look at it, this thing seems odd.

However, Mark is a relatively talkative person and quickly diverts the conversation elsewhere.

"What kind of place is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"It was fun."

Albert recalled for a moment and said seriously, "The Defence Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts was cursed by a very strong dark wizard, which led to the need to change professors in that class every year. The variety of professors brings unexpected surprises to students every year.”

"Oh, that's too bad, it's never been like this at Beauxbatons."

Albert could hear a strong sense of pride in Mark's voice, "By the way, can you play wizard chess?"

"Yes."

"Then let's play the next game!" Mark introduced excitedly, "Tomorrow, there will be an international wizard chess match in France, and I will also participate."

"Oh, that's amazing."

However, he didn't care about the showy tone of the other party, but was a little curious about Mark's wizard chess level.

Due to the small number of wizards and none of them professional, Albert seriously doubts the competency of the contestants.

Mark fetched the chessboard from nowhere, and was so excited to play chess with Albert.

"What kind of school is Beauxbatons?" Albert continued on the topic just now.

"The Castle of Beauxbatons," Mark said casually, "is located in the mountains, um, the Pyrenees. Anyone who has visited the school will be surrounded by magically created gardens and a castle surrounded by lawns. Attract."

"Do you speak French?" Albert asked.

"Yes, everyone needs to learn French." Mark was quite excited when talking about his school, "The majority of French students in the academy. Of course..."

He frowned and looked at the chessboard, realizing the situation was not in his favor.

After thinking for a long time, Mark continued, "My classmates also include students from Spain, Portugal, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, and Belgium. Originally I planned to go to Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, but in recent years that school has I have a very bad reputation, so my family sent me to France. To be honest, French is hard to learn, it took me a long time to learn it, and I envy you being fluent in French.”

This is the pain in the **** of studying abroad.

You need to learn the local language or you can't communicate at all, and Mark suffers a lot for this.

"Well, I'm very talented in language." Albert looked at the changes on the chessboard. Mark's wizard chess level was okay, but it was just okay, slightly higher than Ron Weasley.

In Albert's impression, the best wizard chess player is Bard, and his chess skills were also honed during that time with Bard. "

"You won."

Mark asked dryly, "Are all Hogwarts students good at wizard chess?"

"No, the level is average."

"If you go to the Witcher tournament, you will definitely get good results."

"Someone said something similar to me." Albert didn't care whether he won or not, and continued, "Tell me about your school."

"When the Beauxbatons Castle banquets, the mountain fairies will serenade the students... During Christmas, the auditorium will be filled with huge glittering, non-melting ice sculptures..." Mark said mysteriously, " However, the most representative of Beauxbatons is the fountain in the garden, which has the ability to heal and beautify, with the statues of Nicole Lemay and Perenal Lemay, and the fountain is named after them. , you know who Nicole Lemay and Perenal Lemay are!"

"Sure ~IndoMTL.com~ Albert nodded, "I know them. "

"A lot of people know them," Mark said, apparently unaware of what Albert meant. "Let's play another round!"

"Does the spring water really have the ability to heal wounds and beautify the face?" Albert knew what Mark was thinking and didn't care, but continued to ask.

"I don't know." Mark shook his head and said, "Students are not allowed to approach the fountain, but there are still girls who will steal some of the spring water."

Soon he stopped talking and focused all his attention on the chessboard, it was obvious that Mark wanted to win, but...

He still lost, a little bit badly.

Losing five games in a row made Mark start to doubt himself whether it would be wise for him to participate in a Witcher game at his level.

Albert gave a few words of comfort, then left Mark behind to chat with the two old Serra, and by the way asked about some things he was curious about, such as the transfer door.

Before leaving, Albert gets a price list from Jonas.

"Mark, what do you think of Albert?" Jonas asked after sending off the two guests, looking at his grandson.

"A great person."

"Well, that's normal, he's a genius, a real genius." Jonas looked at his grandson and reminded, "Having a good relationship with him won't do you any harm."

"I don't think I'll go to the International Wizarding Tournament anymore," Mark said suddenly.

"Why."

"I lost." Mark said with a wry smile, "I lost five games in a row, so I don't think it's a shame to go to the International Wizarding Chess tournament."

"Mark, it's not scary to lose, what's scary is that you have no courage to fight." Jonas looked at his grandson and said seriously.