Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 800: I only represent myself

　　Mario doesn't like cloudy days, because the dullness and depression always remind him of himself.

　　As the heir of the Augustine family, people who can come into contact with him often envy him, as if one identity represents countless wealth and glory.

　　 But only Mario himself knows that his family is the same as him, I am afraid there is nothing else to describe except this gray and cloudy sky.

　　Inherit the family property? Inheriting wealth? No, don't think about it, there is only a huge empty shell waiting for him that will collapse at some point.

　　 The Augustine family, which has risen since about 400 AD, may become another poor worm that has fallen into the transformation of the magical world.

　　 Mallor raised his head to look at the sky—it's time for the rain to come down.

　　"Ms. McGonagall, may I ask... Ms. Witt is still not coming out? If she doesn't want to be soaked by the rain that is about to fall, I think I don't mind taking a few more steps and take the initiative to go over and see her. "

　　 He thinks that his performance should be considered polite enough, but what should he do if he can't wait for someone next?

　　 After all, this action was instructed by his father himself. By now, it has nothing to do with his personal thoughts.

　　 "I think she will be down soon." Professor McGonagall still has a leisurely appearance. Compared with the tough style of the past, she is now obviously a little more peaceful in Dumbledore style. "Waiting for a lady, the most important thing is patience, isn't it?"

　　 "Oh, you are right..."

　　 Mallor smiled very naturally, no matter how embarrassed or eager he is, the social practice and practice from childhood to adulthood are enough to make him show a polite smile on any occasion.

　　 But he knew that the real self in his heart was actually impatient enough.

　　 Yes, he used to think that Miss Charlotte Werther was very beautiful, and that was the first time in his history that he did not violate the original intention of the family plan.

　　 At the moment he knew he was regretted by the Witte family, he also felt a heartfelt regret.

　　 is different now. Now he actually doesn't want to disturb the girl who dared to escape the family prison. Because he knew that he, who also wanted to escape but didn't act at all, was not worthy of the girl who had grasped freedom.

　　 It’s just that, maybe because of that, he’s standing here now, right?

　　 This is like a puppet without a soul, letting the family hold hands and feet to catch another kind who has finally broken the line.

　　 At that moment, why on earth did I convey the deal to my father?

　　 Is this scene sad or ridiculous?

　　The wind grew louder, making the ends of Mallor's hair a little messy, just like his wobbly heart at this time.

　　 "That's Miss Witt! She finally came out!"

　　 A voice rang from behind Mallor, and I don't know if it is from the Augustine family or the Werther family. Ok! No matter which side he was on, he didn't care too much.

　　 raised his hand to block the fluttering hair. Mallor looked far toward the castle, and two figures were walking towards him side by side.

　　The girl among them is very familiar—the slender figure, the beautiful face, and the long hair swaying like oriental silk in the wind, not his former fiancée Charlotte Witt who is it?

　　 And the other man, his height is not much different from Charlotte, but I am afraid that no one would dare to look down upon him.

　　 "Maca McLean."

　　 After reciting the name silently, Mallor took a deep breath in secret.

　　……

　　"Miss Witt, please forgive me for interrupting today, but--"

　　 Just when Maca and Charlotte got closer, they saw the handsome young man leaning slightly, and said the first words they met.

　　 is the first sentence, but it was interrupted when Charlotte reached out.

　　 "Sorry, if you want to discuss the marriage contract with me, I think it's better to change to a place with fewer people!" She glanced at the group of people behind her, expressionlessly. "For things like this, I don't think too many witnesses are needed."

　　"This is a major event in the marriage of two families! Do you understand what you are talking about?"

　　 Regarding Charlotte's words, Mallor was robbed by a middle-aged wizard before he answered. Charlotte then stared coldly, but the other party just snorted nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about Charlotte's feelings.

　　Maca glanced at the wizard and frowned slightly.

　　 "Are you a member of the Witt family?"

　　 Most of the guys who came to Hogwarts yesterday did not open their mouths, because the old butler from Barno was in front as the representative of negotiations.

　　 But even if they didn't speak, Maca remembered those guys a lot. Thinking about it a little bit now, I remember that the middle-aged wizard was one of them.

　　 "Yes." Hearing Maca asked, the man was a little choked, but quickly raised his voice, "Mr. McLean, Charlotte is my niece... I taught my niece Do you want to control?"

　　 "Well, did I not understand enough what I said yesterday?" Maca pointed at Charlotte, then pointed at Mallor, and said in a loud voice, "Today, only the two of them talked, the others didn’t. Need to speak up."

　　 "What did you say?" The other party immediately curled his lips and said, "Bano Steward only said that it would be communicated to the Patriarch, but he must agree without saying that the Patriarch-you know, this matter is only for our two families. Housework! McLean'Professor', you are a bit too broad, right?"

　　 That guy called Maca "Mr." before, but now he uses "Professor" again.

　　 Obviously, he is reminding Maca's identity and position around the corner. If he goes into it, there is even a hint of caution in it.

　　 In fact, according to the rules of the magic world, Maca really wouldn't interfere in this matter.

　　 But again, Maca, how is he a man of rules?

　　 "This... um, Mr. Witt?" He suddenly stretched his eyebrows, his expression indifferent, "Since your Patriarch doesn't agree with my suggestion, I'll let it go for this meeting today!" "

　　 "Maca?"

　　 Seriously, Charlotte doesn't know what Maca is going to do right now.

　　 Earlier, she knew that Maca seemed to want to take the right to speak from her family, and then let her decide her future life path. But now, not long after the two sides met, the situation has changed significantly.

　　 As for our Master Augustine, he can't even find the time to speak.

　　 "Don't worry, Senior Sister." Maca smiled at Charlotte, with a slightly subtle tone, "The nature of this matter has changed completely..."

　　While uttering these words softly, he glanced pretentiously among the group of people behind Mallio—among them, there was a face that he knew very well.

　　 "Um... she is called'Milian', right?"

　　 Eun Ravenclaw's subordinate, a witch who is good at Imperius Curse and stealth, Maca had followed him all the way before. I just don't know why, today this woman is actually wearing that standard black robe-is she afraid that some caring people will not recognize her identity?

　　 Of course, for Maca, this is not the time to entangle this. After having some numbers in his mind, he continued to speak:

　　"Everyone of the Witt family and the Augustine family, I'm sorry, please come back today!"

　　 Before the words fell, another wizard stood out from the crowd and looked at Maca with false eyes. Maca didn't remember who this person was, but it seemed that he should be a member of the Augustine family.

　　 "Professor McLean," the other party said coldly, "Excuse me, are you driving us away on behalf of Hogwarts? If this is the case, then we will have to leave temporarily... just..."

　　 There will always be frictions of this kind between forces and forces. This has never been a problem that can be easily solved with personal ability.

　　 Even Dumbledore in the past can only deal with this contradiction in order to achieve the result he wants.

　　 But Maca is not Dumbledore. Although he also has a good overall view, he has never been a person who likes to plan tactics.

　　 "No," Maca looked at the humanity, "Hogwarts is a school of magic, and only a school of magic. Don't say I can't represent Hogwarts, even if I can, it can't interfere. Every move of your two families."

　　 "The only thing I can represent is myself."

　　As soon as I said this, how could the people of those two big families fail to hear the meaning of it-what Maca said~IndoMTL.com~ is basically emphasizing that what he does is only on behalf of individuals.

　　 This means that...

　　 "Mr. McLean, are you too arrogant?"

　　 I don’t know who said such a sentence, but it seems to have spoken everyone’s heart. Even McGonagall and Flitwick, who had been standing by the side just now, cast a stunned look at Maca.

　　 But Maca’s expression has not changed at all.

　　"Perhaps it is arrogant!" He said calmly, "It's just that some people forced me to be arrogant..."

　　Maca said this, and glanced at the Augustine man again. But almost no one knows that the "some people" in his sentence refer to other people.

　　Among the crowd, Miriam pulled the brim of the hood, covering her face a bit more. But under the shadow in that hood, a pair of bright eyes were quietly staring at Maca's face, which means little is known.

　　 "Maca McLean..." She chewed on the name secretly, and then pursed her lips. "No wonder the boss is so polite to him. He just found out that I existed Have you seen through the long deployment with Asaph?"

　　Milian was a little uncertain, but the sudden change in Maca's attitude made her believe it.

　　

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