Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 944: “I refuse”

Melodious music, warm fire, pleasant light, and fragrant refreshments.

At the time when the whole of London was just suffering, this elegant and noble afternoon tea seemed somewhat out of date.

From the busy outside to this quiet and comfortable spacious room, this contrast is particularly strong.

Looking at Queen Grace sitting on the exquisite chair, Maca raised her eyebrows inadvertently, and then went with Akinbad.

We are here today to enjoy this afternoon tea, as well as the old Bishop Davidson and Mr. Scrimgeour, an old acquaintance of Maca.

Well, let's not talk about the old bishop's calm and curious old face. At this moment, Scrimgeour's expression is more agitated than the other two.

Seeing Maca and Akinbad coming together, the queen and the old bishop also got up and walked around the table together, and greeted them.

When Scrimgeour saw him, he seemed to be a little slow, and he paused before remembering that he should follow.

"Three, good afternoon! You see, I finally hired someone on time!" Akinbad smiled relaxedly, "Oh, Mr. Scrimgeour must be more familiar than me. Mr. McLean, so please forgive me for not giving any introduction to you two—"

Akinbard greeted him first, and then addressed the old bishop and the Queen of England:

"This is the youngest professor in the history of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry——Mr. Maca McLean. There are many anecdotes about him. Have a good chat when you sit down for tea later!"

Following the introduction of Akinbard, Maca just smiled and nodded at the two "big men" with high status in the Muggle world, but didn't say anything for the time being.

Akinbard next to him saw this and immediately turned around and introduced Maca:

"This lady is the current Queen of England, I believe I don’t need to describe it too much; and the old gentleman sitting here is the last patriarch of the Davidson family in the British magical world, who was in the Muggle world. The Archbishop of Canterbury who has served for more than 20 years..."

"Of course, he is indeed a wizard, and he is also very researched in ancient magic literature-McLean, I think you should have some topics worth talking about."

Seeing that Akinbard has finished the introduction, this time it was the queen who took the initiative to reach out and asked:

"Mr. McLean, please come and sit together! To be honest, I actually prefer to sit with you wizards. Because in front of you, I can often enjoy a leisurely afternoon tea time more relaxedly instead of Always consider your identity and etiquette..."

She said so, but with every move she can still see her "elegance" that has long been carved into her bones. Although, Maca feels somewhat uncomfortable with this seemingly calm restraint anyway.

At the table where there were a lot of snack racks and porcelain plates, Maca casually picked a chair that could look out the window and sat down. After everyone else had sat down, he suddenly tilted his head slightly.

"Oh! Your Majesty, your taste in music seems to be very broad?"

Maca looked at the turntable on the side of the room from a distance, and beside the high table where the turntable was placed, there was a relatively low-key record rack side by side.

After a short pause, he continued:

"Well, although I don't really hate Tchaikovsky, but if we want to relax more, I think... it's better to start with a different piece of music!"

He smiled at the queen and the old bishop, regardless of the two who seemed to be a little dazed, he raised his hand and moved his finger gently.

Immediately, a record bag jumped out of the shelf by itself, and the record inside also slipped out quietly, replacing it under the stylus of the turntable in a blink of an eye.

"Oh, that's—"

When I saw the record bag, the queen sitting across from Maca couldn't help showing a slight embarrassment, but there was a subtle expression of gladness in it.

When the dance music with a light rhythm sounded in this huge room, Maca's smile suddenly became more relaxed and bright.

"abba's "Dance Queen"...I remember that my mother liked this song very much when I was a child," he recalled, "Of course, I think she might prefer to be in Just enjoy this song on the dance floor late at night."

"Then your mother must be very good at dancing."

At the age of the queen, it is natural not to hear the inexplicable emotion in Maca's tone. So instead of following Maca's meaning, she moved her focus slightly.

"You might be surprised, but I do love this Swedish pop music from the 70s," she explained frankly, "After all, before I was a queen, I was a beautiful woman..."

Speaking of this, the queen suddenly touched her cheek, and then added:

"Oh, I mean—I used to be."

Accompanied by music with an early rock style, the queen’s playful and light joke really elicits a lighthearted theme.

Following, even the old bishop, who has always been somewhat reserved, couldn't help but curl his lips, as if he was coordinating with the queen's self-deprecating jokes.

On the other end, Akinbad shrugged a little helplessly.

"Unfortunately, when I was young, I was not very interested in music, and I have never been able to tell the difference between good and bad. Now think about it, if I can catch up with the trend and think about it earlier, maybe I can have another good one. Hobbies come!"

"Don't forget, you can at least play drums!" Maca said, "Aren't there many of your African magic rituals that require drum sounds? I don't believe you don't—"

"Oh! Drums?" Akinbad said with regret, "I have never seen it as a musical instrument. To me, it is just a magic item that must be struck at a specific time interval. That's it!"

"This is really a disappointing description."

Maca waved his hand and motioned him to stop talking quickly, which caused the queen to laugh softly...

After that, except for Scrimgeour who entered the state relatively late, the other four people talked about various topics very harmoniously.

From the Muggle world to the magical world, from classical opera to rock music, from one or two joke stories to ancient runes, the broadness and jumping of topics far exceed the limits of the royal place of Buckingham Palace.

"...So, the reason Dumbledore likes the ten-post bocce game is actually because he is very good at this game. If he changes to the Gobish, he won't even watch it. !"

When the position of the sun slowly moved from the roof to the upper window edge, and was once again covered by dense clouds, this long tea party seemed to have finally come to an end.

Waiting for Akinbard to finish this funny story about Dumbledore back then, when the old Bishop Davidson and Scrimgeour, who were finally immersed in the relaxed atmosphere, laughed together at the right time, Maca would suddenly eat Half of the fruit **** was thrown into his mouth and chewed.

Even in this relaxing-themed afternoon tea time, his behavior seemed a bit too rude.

However, the guy who took the lead in suggesting that he should be more relaxed, after swallowing the dessert into his stomach, he then became inexplicably serious.

The rapid transition from "rude" to "serious", this very contrasting transition immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the audience.

Only today, Scrimgeour, who was a little slow from start to finish, still couldn't react as quickly as the other three.

"Huh?"

When he felt the room suddenly quiet down, he looked left and right blankly.

"What's the matter? Why didn't you say anything suddenly... Isn't Mr. Akinbad talking funny? If he hadn't said it this time, I didn't know that Mr. Dumbledore would have something bad at it! "

Maca glanced at him, then shook his head helplessly.

"That's nonsense—Professor Dumbledore was the minister of the Gobstone Club at Hogwarts before!"

After that, he stopped paying attention to the surprised Scrimgeour, and turned to look at the queen and the old bishop Davidson who was sitting not far from her.

"Two, it's almost time, I have to go back to Saint Mungo for a routine check-up for the wounded in a while." He calmly said, "If there is anything to say, I should say it too!"

The two didn't expect Maca to turn the atmosphere into a somewhat rigid state so abruptly, but since they were almost in the rhythm of Maca this afternoon, they couldn't help but feel relieved.

Seriously, this young man is really good at controlling the scene, and his weapon is this kind of unexpected, but never unacceptable transition.

Fortunately, today both the witch and the old bishop do not reject Maca’s leadership in this conversation, because they actually still want Maca to help.

Of course, if it's Davidson, maybe I have to add an admiration to Maca's amazing magical power.

"Yes, it's time to say..." The old bishop took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and sighed suddenly, "Seriously, I really want to be immersed in the relaxed and comfortable feeling just now. Among them~IndoMTL.com~It's a pity that we can need it to relieve the pressure, but we can't rely on it unrestrainedly."

"The one that should be faced is always the one to be faced." Maca nodded, "Although I don't hate pleasure."

Hearing what Maca said, the old bishop put on his glasses again, and then looked at him deeply.

"It is the luck of the whole school and Dumbledore to have you at Hogwarts..." He said quietly, "In this case, you should have guessed what we meant. In fact. , I discussed with the queen, we want to invite you—"

"Sorry, I refuse."

Before the other party finished speaking, Maca spoke straightforwardly.

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