Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 291: Honor of honor in the auditorium
To be honest, today’s weather is really good. The noon sun shines straight down from the center of the sky, illuminating the windows on the back wall of the auditorium.
The leaves outside the window are green, reflecting the dazzling golden light in the sunlight, and the mottled shadows are projected obliquely on the stage behind the main guest seat, covering the people on the stage in a layer of staggered light and shadow. .
Just as the outdoors is bright and quiet, there are noisy voices in the auditorium at this moment.
The guests in the hall were sitting on four long tables under the stage, and they were talking softly to each other.
In terms of origin, these guests can be roughly divided into two groups: one group is mostly pure-blood families, while the other group is mostly mixed-blood or Muggle origin;
If you want to divide them by power, they can be roughly divided into three factions: one faction is on the side of the anti-dark wizard who has the same position as Dumbledore, and the other is secretly attracted by Voldemort, but the largest number is wise to remain neutral. Of the faction.
It can be said that those who can attend today, at this private luncheon hosted by Dumbledore himself, no matter which faction they are, are wizards with a good reputation in the entire magical world.
Among them are officials who hold positions in the Ministry of Magic, merchants who have a great influence on the economic flow of the magic world, and scholars who have achieved achievements in various fields...
And these people, regardless of the level of friendship, are wizards who have something to do with Dumbledore.
At this time, Dumbledore was standing on the stage behind the main guest seat, greeting these familiar or unfamiliar "friends" before the luncheon.
Although Dumbledore is talking about insignificant rhetoric, the wizards off the court are not at all anxious or dissatisfied, because they all understand that the greatest white wizard in the world cannot be justified. To host this luncheon.
They don't have to worry, they should let them know, Dumbledore will say it sooner or later.
"...Some things have been quite lively recently, such as the previous'personal audio-visual conference'. In fact, I didn't have time to experience it that day, but I'm quite sorry! I heard..."
Maca sits on the far right side of the main guest seat. He straightened his back and scanned the scene calmly. The meanings of the sights passing by him from time to time were simply intricate.
The youngest person who sat with him on the main guest table was already shaky in privacy, and he was undoubtedly the most eye-catching one in the audience.
But if you have to say it, the wizard sitting next to Maca is actually not too small to attract attention.
The wizard looked tall and thin, with short white hair, a slender chin with a curled goatee, and a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to hide some uneasy agitation.
"Kakaroff, I didn't expect you to come over." Maca calmly observed the guests off the court, and whispered to the "acquaintance" next to him.
After leaving France that day, Maca went straight to Durmstrang, all he did was to induce Karkaroff to accomplish a great thing for him with his new identity.
Although he was also ready to accept Karkaroff's escape from fear of Voldemort, obviously, under his guidance, Karkaroff still did not choose that obvious line of thought this time.
"McLean!" Karkaroff gritted his teeth, "Don't forget what you promised me!"
Maca chuckled and shook his head, meaningfully: "Don't you think that the choice I made for you is actually not bad?"
"Huh!" Karkaroff snorted coldly, then turned his head slightly and stopped talking to him.
"...So, it is my honour for everyone to take the time to come to this luncheon today! Well, I believe everyone is hungry too..."
On the stage, Dumbledore ended his casual chat. He took out his wand and waved it lightly, and the long table under the stage was immediately enriched by countless delicacies.
"Today's luncheon has officially started, please let go of your restraints and have a meal happily!"
After all, Dumbledore took a relaxed step back to the seat in the middle of the main guest table. After greeted the wizards on the table kindly, he raised his glass to signal to the audience. a bit.
Maca also lifted the glass, then smiled and took a sip.
The dishes at this luncheon are naturally rich and luxurious. On this occasion, Dumbledore has no reason to save money. But of course, everyone's attention will never be on those delicate and delicious foods.
While maintaining proper dining etiquette, the wizards talked seemingly casually with other people in the nearby seats. The collision of wine glasses and wine glasses and the depressed voices intertwined with any high-class banquet. There is not much difference.
As the meal time passed a little bit, everyone gradually put down the tableware and entered into the post-dinner communication.
Whenever, the main function of this type of banquet is to provide a reasonable place for "communication"-almost no one actually comes to fill their stomachs.
At this moment, Dumbledore stood up suddenly and looked at all the guests off the court with a smile.
"I don’t know if everyone is satisfied with today’s food, at least I personally think it’s not bad, don’t I?"
When Dumbledore spoke, everyone stopped talking to each other, because they all knew that the topic of today's luncheon was finally about to begin.
"Although today this is just a private banquet held in my own name, the purpose is nothing more than to give everyone a chance to get together, but today there are several more important things that will be announced here—— "
Dumbledore was talking, and suddenly left his seat and walked to the stage behind.
"First thing first..." He stood still on the stage, and then suddenly reached out and gestured to the right of the main guest seat, "Let me introduce you to everyone. This is the one who studied in our school. Later, the young wizard who transferred to Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—Mr. Maca McLean!"
Maca stood up when he heard the words, nodded slightly to the wizards in the main guest seat, and then bowed slightly to all the wizards in the audience.
When everyone was wondering about Dumbledore's introduction, they heard him go on.
"Yes, in recent years, Mr. McLean's reputation in the magical world has begun to show... Whether it's imprisonment in Azkaban, or escape from prison to harass the Quidditch World Cup finals, or even recently personally sponsored individuals The audio-visual conferences are all extraordinary and eye-catching."
"But what I want to say is that when he was still studying at Hogwarts, he was amazed by his intelligence and growth."
"It's a pity, because of some--" Dumbledore paused on purpose and continued, "...For some reason, Mr. McLean left Hogwarts and turned to Durmstrand. Going to school-this is indeed a big pity for our school."
"So today, I hope that under your witness, I can reissue two awards for Mr. McLean!" Having said that, Dumbledore said loudly, "Mr. Maca McLean, please come on stage!"
Marcario glanced around the wizards in the arena, then left the seat and walked to the center of the stage at a steady pace, standing with Dumbledore.
"To love classmates, respect professors, adhere to etiquette, and behave well, on behalf of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I will award you the ‘Medical of Excellent Character’!"
There was an understatement of applause from off the court, and it was obvious that everyone was not interested in this kind of medal.
Maca took the medal from Dumbledore, and after a slight bow to thank him, he put it on his chest.
Next, Dumbledore continued to speak.
"For the first year, expelling Voldemort who was possessed by Quirinas Quirrell, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in our school—"
There was a buzzing noise immediately off the court.
"For the second grade, assist Professor Gildro Lockhart in destroying the remnants of Voldemort, beheading the basilisk, and closing the Slytherin Chamber——"
The noise off the court gradually became louder, and everyone exchanged their opinions in low voices~IndoMTL.com~The expressions on their faces were different.
"On behalf of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I grant you the ‘Special Contribution Award’ to the school. Thank you for protecting all teachers and students, and thank you for protecting Hogwarts!"
Maca took another trophy and bowed to Dumbledore to thank him.
However, there was a perfunctory applause that time before, but this time there was only a buzzing whisper.
All the wizards present were identities, status, and self-cultivation wizards. They would not be like ordinary wizards, and they would mess around when they heard the word "Voldemort".
But at this moment, they obviously can't maintain a steady state of mind.
However, Dumbledore didn't seem to want to let them go. He raised his voice and said, "Next is the second thing today. I have to ask the Director of the Review Department of the International Federation of Wizards-Babajid A Kimbad comes to power!"
As the wizards' eyes moved, an old black wizard of African origin stood out from the crowd and walked steadily to Maca's side.
He and Dumbledore nodded to each other, and then Dumbledore stretched out his hand to signal Akinbard to make the next announcement.
Akinbard gave a light cough, and then raised his voice: "To take the initiative to imprison Azkaban and to investigate Voldemort's side; to fight back Voldemort who has returned with Guidro Lockhart. To protect the wizards present from disasters, the International Wizards Federation solemnly decided to award Mr. Maca McLean the Merlin Class II Medal!"
It was a purple-gold shield medal. The Merlin wizard's hat and two crossed wands on it were very delicate, and there were two shining silver stars on the top, which were still very eye-catching in the sun.
While the halo was flowing, the surface of the medal seemed to flash with ray of light, making it even more mysterious.