Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 568: Explicit persuasion

The genius remembers this site address in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! In this world where magic and science coexist, there is no shortage of genius on either side. When Maca found out that the explosion was caused by a little girl who had not yet reached school age, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Maca McLean is undoubtedly a young genius, and his achievements in magic nowadays can be said to be beyond the reach of most people in their entire lives.

But the so-called family knows his own affairs, and he knows exactly where he comes from. Without the scroll of truth left by Rowena Ravenclaw, he would still be just an excellent student who is better at potions. Maybe he knows the truth of learning harder than his peers, but he certainly can't be called a genius.

On the path he has traveled, the importance of opportunity is self-evident.

But Maca knows that some people are born with advantages that others can hardly deny. And the little girl who wrote this letter is probably this kind of person.

He thought for a while, then glanced at the big fat man next to him, and suddenly he gave birth to a not so kind, bad idea.

"Master Hohenheim," a smile appeared on Maca's face, which made him look a little more kind, "have you been to Hogwarts?"

"What?"

The fat young master was taken aback when he heard the words, and he didn't know why Maca suddenly brought the topic to this point. But because it was Maca who asked, he had a good impression of this big boy who was not too old, so he answered quickly.

"No, I haven't been..."

"In fact, Hogwarts is still very good. If you are interested, I can take you to play in the future." Maca actively invited, "The scenery there is very good, and the students and professors are very hospitable. I believe you can be there..."

Before he could finish his words, the wizards on the other side of the table who were embarrassed by the explosion were not happy, and the injured one also asked the fat man to give an explanation.

Maca was interrupted by the guy who wanted to say, so he glared at him with dissatisfaction, and then waved casually. Suddenly, the broken tabletop fragments and the broken tableware flew up into the air, and they were put together in the original position in an orderly manner.

After that, he took out another potion bottle and threw it at the man's hand. The bottle traversed an arc and landed firmly on his hand.

"Take a sip and it will be better soon."

In the eyes of the people around, Maca's series of actions seem to be without lag in the running of clouds and water. They are said to be silent spells, but they are more like spells that are not even needed, and the speed is unusually fast.

"What kind of potion is this?" the guy asked subconsciously.

Maca glanced at him again, then waved, and the potion quickly jumped back into his palm. After he squeezed his waist smoothly, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.

"It seems you don't need it anymore."

As he said, he turned his head and put his gaze back on Fatty's body again, leaving only the dude on the opposite side with a look of astonishment.

It can be seen that when Maca unexpectedly recovered the potion, the wizard quickly became a little annoyed. But the other party clearly knew the story about Maca and Hogwarts not long ago. Under the reputation of destroying the two generations of the Dark Lord, he didn't want to offend the young powerhouse casually.

What's more, even in Boothbatten, Maca's strength has shown somewhat. Smart people understand that even if the rumors may be exaggerated, the young man's name will never be false.

Those who can represent one power cannot be fools. These people know very well under what circumstances it is necessary to keep a low profile. So the guy quickly suppressed his anger and stood up decisively and left.

The fat young man from the Hohenheim family was very excited about this. He can say that he knows the strength of Maca, but it can also be said that he doesn't know much about it. But to this fat man, the most important thing was what he saw before his eyes.

"How did you do it?" He asked curiously, "The mantra of the repair mantra has a long syllable in the middle. How could it be so fast? And it can be repaired so accurately without a wand. A lot of things..."

"Oh, it's actually not too difficult," Maca thought about it, and immediately replied, "Wait...If you are interested, I can show you mine..."

He pretended to flip in his waist pocket, then raised his head, pretending to be apologetic, and said: "I seem to have left my notes in the office... Ah, yes! We were not just now. Do you want to go to Hogwarts? If you want, you can go to my place and sit down when things come to an end."

"Office?" The fat man became even more curious when he heard, "Do you have your own office?"

"Yes!" Maca shrugged and said, "I am currently a professor at Hogwarts, teaching students some of the ancient magic literature..."

He started talking along this topic, and from time to time he praised some details of Hogwarts, and made no secret of his goodwill for his school. Especially after discovering that this fat man was particularly interested in those thrilling things, he even picked out some stories about fighting with Voldemort and Greenward.

Nothing seemed more convincing than the story told by the person involved. It didn't take long for not only the fat man, but the wizards sitting next to him to listen. Of course, most of what they heard was a version of Maca that had been adapted indiscriminately, and apart from being lively and interesting, there was really nothing worth paying attention to.

However, just when everyone was itching to hear, the story of Maca came to an abrupt end at this moment.

"Oh, sorry—" He seemed to be thinking of something, and motioned to the fat man, "I still have something to deal with, and I have to visit a friend later. Those things will wait until I have a chance. Let’s talk to you now!"

"When?" The fat man asked eagerly, but the next second he suddenly said, "Oh! Yes, after a few days to go to Hogwarts, you will take me around and continue talking. , That must be more interesting!"

Maca Xin said that this guy is very coaxing, and see, he has already taken the initiative to set the itinerary for Hogwarts.

"Of course," he said as he got up from his chair, "I'll see you later, you eat slowly-I have to go one step first."

After that, he took Vannie, who followed him up, and quickly left the auditorium.

After waiting a corner and no longer seeing the auditorium behind her, Fannie, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end, spoke softly.

"Sir, do you want to recruit the lady from Hohenheim's house into your Hogwarts?"

Maca heard the words and felt that there was no need to conceal it, so he nodded happily.

"Yes!" He said as he walked, "How can I say that I am also a professor. This time I went to Boothbarton, also for the school. Now I happened to meet a rare top student seedling. , How can you not fight for it?"

"That's true," Fannie agreed, but then she said in confusion, "But is this...is it too obvious?"

Fannie said this very well, and Maca’s invitation was indeed a bit explicit. Perhaps the fat young master with **** may not be able to taste it, but the ghost David, who has been standing by the side, will definitely be able to see Maca's thoughts.

However, Maca didn't seem to care about Vannie's words.

"It’s okay, it’s just better to be direct," he laughed. "Sometimes it’s not a good thing to have too many minds. There are many smart people in this world. You just hide your purpose no matter how deep you are. People can see it. So when you don’t need to conceal it, you can directly show your intentions to win the favor of others... Look, isn’t it normal for schools to recruit excellent students?"

After Maca said so~IndoMTL.com~ Fannie immediately understood the reason. Yes, sometimes too much effort, maybe it is really a thankless behavior. This is true in this matter, and perhaps the same in some other respects.

The two kept moving forward while chatting casually, and returned to the room after a while.

"Sir, do you have any reservations for today's itinerary?"

After Makar Kankan sat down, Vannie performed her duties earnestly. Rather than saying that she is careful and responsible for her work, she is more serious.

At least Maca, who has always been free and free, still feels a bit of a headache.

"Miss Blois, you'd better sit down first!" He said helplessly, "Just now I asked you to go back to your room to rest, but you encountered an unexpected situation halfway through... I won't mention it for now. . Now you should take a break, right?"

"Sir, I did get plenty of rest last night," Vannie's stubborn spirit simply didn't move. "Of course, if you still talk about the task, I'll go back to sleep right away."

"Okay, okay!" Maca sighed secretly, "I'll see Mrs. Maxim again in a while-of course, personally. After that, if there is time in the morning, I will sleep for a while...what do you think?"

"Okay, I took it down." Fannie said solemnly, "Do I need to bring any small gifts if I go to see Mrs. Maxim? I think that would be more polite..."

"No, no need--" Maca shook his head, "Mrs. Maxim and I..."

He felt that he would always be interrupted today, and the frequency would be too high. That's right, just when he wanted to explain something to Fannie, he heard an abrupt noise from outside the window.