Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 551: Alchemy Legacy and Event Announcement

"Can't come?" Mrs. Maxim looked a little anxious when the fat young master said so, "What happened to Mr. Hohenheim?"

In this event, there are not many qualified judges, and Mr. Hohenheim is one of the few important candidates who can assume the role of chief judge. That year, the winner of the Gold Medal for pioneering contributions at the last International Alchemy Conference was Mr. Alisandro von Hohenheim.

By the way, Dumbledore also appeared at a certain session of the conference during his student days, and won the international alchemy award with the title of "youngest".

Unfortunately, since Mr. Hohenheim’s conference, this award has been buried in the pile because of the downturn in alchemy, and there has been no chance of being restarted yet.

That's the case. If even the inheritance of alchemy is almost cut off, how can there be enough alchemists to support such high-quality alchemy exchange conferences?

Thinking that Mr. Hornheim is such a master of alchemy, he will naturally be the best judge for the upcoming alchemy competition.

However, facing Mrs. Maxim's eager questioning, the fat young master standing at the entrance of the auditorium at the moment did not mean to be anxious.

"Hi! Actually, it's nothing--" He shrugged his shoulders, and the waves of flesh on his chest and cheeks fluctuated. "To say that the old man was fine yesterday, he went to the toilet at night after getting up at night, and he gave his waist to I broke down...I think he can't go anywhere these days, he is lying at home!"

This is a good reason, quite unpretentious! Mrs. Maxim and President Akinbad looked at each other, their eyes looked a little erratic, and maybe they couldn't help rolling their eyes in the next moment!

"Uh... Is it just a waist injury? Oh, no... I mean, is your father okay?" Mrs. Maxim corrected her words, and greeted her for the time being. What concerns him most is whether Mr. Hohenheim will be a judge at that time.

"Well... the old man is really fine!" The fat young master repeatedly said, "It's just a minor injury. He has taken the medicine, and it will be healed in about two or three days."

After only two or three days, Mrs. Maxim finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of the holding of a competition, the most important thing is the manpower-one of course is the contestants, and the other is the selection of the judges. As for the staff, there must be as many as you need.

Mr. Hornheim, as one of the most important alchemy masters today, said that he is irreplaceable. After all, it is difficult to find a second judge with his level in a short time.

If there is a problem because the judges are not enough to convince the crowd, then the representatives of the various forces sitting in this auditorium may have an excuse to raise troubles. These wolf pups are all predators who smell the orangutans, but they can't let them seize such a big predator opportunity.

"Since Mr. Hornheim is okay, that would be great!" Mrs. Maxim regained her usual grace, she smiled and said, "Come on, since you are visiting on behalf of your father, please also Hurry up and get seated!"

At this moment, the various foods on the table have not been taken off, the fat young master has long been greedy. When he heard that Madam Maxim said that he could find a seat, he immediately burst into appetite, glanced casually, and walked over to the seat closest to the door.

"Hey! Dude, come... Move a little aside and let me rest." The fat face of the fat young master was full of smiles, which looked a little wretched and funny, "Master, I I got stuck on the chair in the carriage along the way. I almost broke my waist just to pull it out! I have to make up for it..."

As he said, he squeezed into an empty chair, and the extraordinarily broad body squeezed a guy beside him with a chair to one side.

To say that he was a coincidence, the two unlucky guys who were squeezed by him abruptly were the two of the Tai Fowler family who stared at Maca before.

I saw Maca from a distance, and Master Taeffler was immediately full of anger, but after hesitating for a while, he simply moved a little further aside. Naturally, this is obviously not the time to make trouble.

After the fat young master of the Hohenheim family finally settled down, Mrs. Maxim began to be polite with everyone again. What she said next is not the point, mostly insignificant scenes.

But even so, the guests moved their eyes to her. After all, this Mrs. Maxim is the principal of Boothbarton, and this is also her place. Respect for the host's speech here is a social etiquette that must be followed by people with status and status.

Such rules on the facade are always boring, but they are also essential.

It's just that the attention of people like them couldn't continue to focus. It didn't take long before there was a screaming sound suddenly-the fat young master from the Hohenheim family began to eat!

Maca's seat is relatively forward, in terms of location, he is still far from the other side of the auditorium. But he was one of the very few wizards in this hall who could look at the fat young master and still have a smile on his face.

This big fat man eats something, that's a man of force.

Not to say how rude he is. In fact, his dinner knives and forks were held in his hands very well, and his every move was not vulgar. He cut the steak without making any movement.

Where is the problem?

It turns out that after all, this is to blame for his unusually thick fat, which makes him have to raise his elbow when he put food into his mouth. But he was very concerned about his eating actions. In order to comply with the dining etiquette, he tried his best not to raise his elbows too high, so that every time he eats, he has to **** the food in with his mouth.

Listening to the sound of sucking again and again, it makes people totally confused whether he cares about etiquette or habit.

Maca discovered that since the appearance of this strange big fat man, the original tense atmosphere in the auditorium has been completely destroyed by him.

Speaking of which, Mr. Hohenheim of the Alchemy Research Center also knows that he is an alchemist who focuses on research and innovation. But who knows, such a respected alchemy master actually gave birth to such a funny big fat son-judging from the age of the father and son, when the master who was immersed in academics gave birth to this son, It should be forty or fifty years old.

Is this because I'm too spoiled because I'm so old? At least Maca doesn't look alike.

But in the final analysis, this fat young master not only sits down and eats, but also moves quite a bit. It is indeed a little out of style. But no one here will really care about him, after all, there are more important things than blaming him!

Look! Mrs. Maxim in front of the auditorium was completely unaffected. Although she also glanced at the big fat man subconsciously, the unnutritious words in her mouth did not appear even if she stumbled. After most people finally stopped paying attention to the big fat man, she talked about something more meaningful to everyone.

"...I think everyone understands that if Mr. Nicole LeMay’s estate is officially made public, how much impact will it have on the entire magical world! But in fact, Mr. LeMay is not unconditionally open. Of——"

Seeing that Mrs. Maxim finally puts the topic to the point, the guests suddenly paid more attention. Soon, their eyes were focused on Mrs. Maxim's body.

"The legacy left by Mr. LeMay before his death was his private alchemy laboratory. For the time being, only Mr. Edward LeMay knows where the laboratory is."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Maxim nodded again to the old butler of Le May's house.

"Yes, I think everyone can guess as much as possible," she said. "The first problem we will face is how to open Mr. Nicol Lemay’s laboratory. I heard about it before. It is not an easy task. We need to have a sufficient understanding of alchemy'itself'."

In fact, many magical relics from ancient times have been unearthed in the history of the magical world, and most of them are still being continuously studied and explored. Most of these ruins have two things in common. They are easy to find and difficult to enter~IndoMTL.com~ Some places can be easily found even by Muggles who don't understand magic.

Nicole LeMay’s alchemy laboratory is the same.

"Mr. Edward Lemay said that it was one of the subjects set by Mr. Nicole Lemay in order to find a way to interpret his legacy. If there is no real understanding of'what is alchemy' in this world If you’re a wizard, then the legacy he left will not be public."

At this point, the old butler Edward also stood up.

"My master once said that it was Mr. Albus Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts, who gave him hope and let him know that there may be a lot of knowledge in today’s magical world. Of the wizard. That’s why he left these legacy, instead of dying with his wife without saying a word."

He said, he thought about it, and then solemnly said: "So I think that although the master often said that in the 665 years of his life, he has seen the dying of talents, but he still has a passion for today’s magical world. Looking forward to it. He must always believe that our magic will gradually flourish again, with the efforts of generations of young wizards reaching the next peak."

The old butler's remarks were so sincere, so that even if the representatives of these forces are impure, they can't help but feel a little bit emotional.

The gradual decline of the magical world is obvious to all. Although it seems to have improved in recent years, it is still not brilliant after all. Whether it is a family force or an individual, in fact, it is hoped that the entire magical world can have more and better progress and development.

At this time, Mrs. Maxim said loudly:

"So, Mr. Akinbad and Butler Edward decided that we will hold a world-class alchemy contest, so that more alchemy talents will come back to the public and show us more colorful Alchemy World!"