Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2536: Dead heroes

() "Ma'am, I really hope that when my child grows up to be able to go to school, you... will still be the principal of Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, really! In my heart, you Always the best teacher in the world!"

It's true that Fu Rong is a Veela mixed race, but obviously, she doesn't seem to have inherited the Veela's verbal skills that can charm people's hearts with just one or two sentences. Under the beautiful and touching eyebrows, what she has is a mouth that is always a little clumsy at every critical moment.

Obviously, at this time, she suddenly announced that she was pregnant in public, but she just wanted to use these words to remind Mrs. Maxim of the state of mind when she devoted herself to accompanying the students to grow up.

In her opinion, only in this way can the other party, who has become more and more eager for quick success in the seat of the president of the International Federation of Wizards, stop his eagerness to move forward.

It's a pity that her words obviously didn't move Mrs. Maxim's heart very much, but instead surprised Bill on the other side and stood up suddenly.

"Furong? You... what did you just say?"

Bill, who was unprepared for this incident, even forgot his own headache at this moment. He stood up and opened his mouth to ask. It's not that he didn't hear clearly. Confirm again in your mouth.

"Yes, we have a baby."

After the momentary impulse passed, Fleur finally realized that things did not meet her expectations. Facing the excited Bill at this time, she was shy and mixed with a little disappointment.

Because she had already seen the expression on Maxim's face, what appeared on that face was not the nostalgia for the past and the emotion of the teacher-student relationship expressed to her, but a touch of insignificance. Check it out.

"Oh, I have to congratulate you, dear—you are going to be a mother! As far as I know, this is not an easy task." Madame Maxime smiled gently but without losing her sense of distance He said, "But since this is the case, even if it's just for you—my favorite student—and your child, and the family that is about to be formed, I, the president of the Federation, should try to end it even more wholeheartedly. It's a terrible disaster, isn't it?"

As she said this, her affectionate eyes only stayed on Fu Rong for a while, and she was more focused on other camp personnel in the tent... and Bill on the opposite side.

"Mr. Weasley, I think we need a wedding, and maybe it should be a relaxing and beautiful wedding that can stabilize people's hearts!" She said, "It's just a pity that before that, Mike Mr. Lane's funeral cannot be delayed any longer! We cannot let our hero have been... lying in that unknown corner, alone and forgotten by the countless people who were saved by his life!"

She said it anyway!

When Fleur tried to interrupt, but instead made Bill a little distracted, and everyone else in the camp was surprised, Maxim finally told the secret she didn't know where.

Because Bill and Lu Ping knew very well at the beginning that if this matter was exposed in front of too many people, it would definitely cause a big disturbance, so God knows how much effort they spent to bring it to light. This news was tightly sealed in the hearts of only a few people who had directly witnessed the scene in the camp that day.

But at this moment, Maxim directly broke the news that Maca was "dead" in front of the group of witches and wizards with complex compositions and different affiliations brought by her trip. .

You know, among those people, there is more than one famous wizard reporter who Bill can recognize! Merlin, he can already predict how many magic newspapers and magazines across Europe will use this incident as the front page headlines tomorrow morning!

However, this time Bill never expected that Maxim even brought reporters from the Muggle world, and today's material was sent to the headquarters of major media in real time.

The storm that the other party wants to raise is even bigger than he imagined!

"Heroes need to be remembered!"

Madam Maxim finally stood up at this time. Once she let go of her arms and legs and became bold, the aura released by her every move was extraordinarily astonishing.

I saw her slightly lowering her eyes and looking down at Bill in front of her, and finally said in a deep voice:

"I am also an old friend of Maca, take me...to see him!"

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"The people need a hero! This time, our new guild leader is very accurate, and he is indeed very courageous! It is a pity that this hero is dead... Although this can somewhat arouse some people who are fighting on the front line The blood and courage of the people, but the effect of appeasing the victims is not as good after all..."

When in the Granger camp in Cherbourg, France, Mrs. Maxime forced to "visit" Maca's body in front of Bill, an issue was urgently typeset by the Wizards and Muggles United Media Group The newspaper was freshly out of the oven, and it was reprinted with all its strength and sent to all parts of the world.

And just a moment later, one of them was sent to the living room on the first floor of a large mysterious manor near Vatican City.

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, whose appearance seemed somewhat similar to that tired priest who was fighting on the eastern defense line of the Second Battlefield recently, and the newspaper was in his hand at the moment.

However ~IndoMTL.com~ he is not the owner of this manor.

"Ba Luo, you are wrong! If you want me to say, how could President Maxim not have a little selfishness when he made such a big determination? I don't deny that she has the kindness to consider the people This is great, but ah——if she can grasp her position well in the follow-up processing, then she will definitely take advantage of such an opportunity to gain a lot of public support!"

In the past few days, there have been many guests in this manor, and the one who took over the conversation at this time is also not the owner of the manor.

No, to be precise, those who gathered in this living room today can actually be said to be a family. It's just that the family tree is too long, and everyone has lived together since many generations of ancestors.

After the few people who had to sit with him spoke a few words one after another, the old man in a plain off-white home robe, who had been sitting on the main seat since before, as if he was out of the way, finally raised his head from the silence Come, but saw that he didn't look at other people, but looked at one of the several young wizards standing near the door of the living room.

"Pierre, you have been studying at Beauxbatons all these years, right? Come and read the newspaper delivered today!"