Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Said to be a walk, in fact, this is also a purposeful walk.

After learning that the Blois family and other people have also arrived in Boothbatten, Mackad even decided to explore the truth and reality of the other party.

If the foreigner was interested in affairs, he wouldn't mind letting him go. As long as the other party was no longer involved in this heritage event, he was not interested in managing unnecessary gossip. As for how Mr. Blois would deal with that guy afterwards, it had nothing to do with Maca.

After waiting, Mrs. Maxim said that she could take a full step while the wine and rice were full, and Maca and Fanny stood up.

"Miss Blois, stay here for the time being!" Maca suddenly paused and whispered her head, "If you go out, that guy will most likely choose to stay in the auditorium. Conversely, if you stay in the auditorium, the other person will probably leave here to avoid your sight. "

When Fanny heard that, she nodded silently, then turned around and walked towards Mrs. Maxim.

Marka looked at the back of her departure, and waited for a while. When Vanni started talking to Mrs. Maxim, he walked towards the entrance of the auditorium.

As a matter of fact, he didn't fully understand the other person's appearance until he passed by the foreigner who was referred to by Fanny. It was a slightly blessed middle-aged sorcerer who looked savvy and savvy. If he didn't know he was a foreigner of the Blois family, Maca thought he was a secular businessman.

As he passed by the other side, he also faintly heard a few whispered conversations between the guy and the two people around him. It was just that all three spoke fluent French, and Maca couldn't understand it at all.

Maka had left Fanny in the auditorium just now, but in fact she had already told Fanny his plan. With the cleverness of the capable female steward, he will certainly be able to understand his intentions and successfully drive him out of the auditorium.

Believing that is not difficult. Maybe Fanny only needs to glance in the direction where she is, and the other party will subconsciously understand that she needs to avoid it.

So Maca is not in a hurry. Before the guy appeared from the entrance of the auditorium, he really took a leisurely walk in the garden.

It was just the effort of a dinner party. The moon had already climbed into the sky, like a curved silver hook inlaid on the dark sky like the sky, with a dim light. In the garden at night, the colorful colors of the day are covered with drowsiness, and the vitality is replaced by the humming insects.

As you can see, there are still a lot of wizards in this garden. Some of them walked side by side with their companions, mostly a man and a woman; others were seated on a bench and listened to the spring water in the middle of the garden. Of course, there are some wizards who are alone like Maca, but most of them look around and try to find a suitable dance partner.

In the distance, Marka also seemed to see the brothers and sisters of Hohenheim's family. The large and small backs made him convinced that he had read correctly. The two were now walking quickly on the hillside outside the garden, one striding in front of the meteor, and the other following intentionally or unintentionally.

It seems that most of the brothers and sisters have begun to make noise again-I hope that little Sarah can stop for a while, at least not to explode in this large court.

Maca shook her head with a smile, then walked to the path on the side of the garden.

This path seems inconspicuous in the huge garden. The flowers here don't seem to have reached the season yet, and most of them still only have a few buds. Therefore, most people do not want to go this way, because there is really nothing to see here.

But at the end of the path not far away, there is a smooth white stone stele with inscriptions on it, which seem to tell about some major historical events of Boothbatten.

Well, for example, the period of terror that the ancestor of the Taylor family, Duke Pick, experienced.

Although the text above Maca was not clear, he could recognize a word more or less. In particular, the specific chronological numbers inscribed above made him understand what those inscriptions are probably recording.

At this point, Maca was standing on the marble base platform under the stone monument. Just looking back, she could see the situation in the garden, with a good view.

Soon, he scanned most of the garden. After the current steward did not leave the auditorium in the little moment he came, he casually leaned in the shadow of the stele and took out a small palm-sized book. Immediately afterwards, he leaned on the stele to write a word on the little book.

The steward did not let him wait too long, and after a while, the other party appeared at the entrance of the auditorium. I can clearly see from Maca. After the guy came out, he looked back a little nervously and glanced in, and then he went to the entrance of the garden.

After taking a glance at the guy, Maca added a few words to the notebook and raised her hand. A small piece of paper torn off by him fluttered over there.

It is naturally simpler for the steward to come forward according to his ideas. Since the purpose of the other party is undoubtedly the legacy of Nicole LeMay, of course he has no reason to borrow it.

...

The Blois-Foreign Steward has actually been in the industry outside the family for many years. But since he was young, he has always been less restless, and his savvy mind is rarely used for work, but he often uses a lot of crooked heads.

For example, this time, someone within the family mentioned a few words, and he already understood the huge benefits hidden in this inheritance distribution incident. In order to gather more Jin Jialong, he did not mind to work out a safe and effective plan so that he can participate in it.

In his opinion, Mr. Blois, the owner of the house, is really stupid. There are so many benefits, why not put a hand in it? If he changed, he would devote himself to this incident.

So, with someone brave in the back, he is used to stealing chickens and dogs, and he rarely wants to come to such a big one. It is conceivable that if this vote is successful, he will most likely never worry about it again in his life.

"Martin, do your best!"

As he walked in the garden, he whispered again for himself.

To be honest, when he now has a housekeeper in Booth Barton, his first reaction is to run away. Who said that the owner of Blois didn't intend to mix in, did he send someone here a long time ago? You know, the owner's unscrupulous treatment is not just his own knowledge. The one behind him this time also said the same to him.

How did you know that the owner--

"... It's true to think about it, who would choose to give up such a big fortune for nothing?" Martin muttered to himself, "What should I do next? If I leave now, that's what It's impossible, but ... It seems that Fannie is not here yet, but if it goes on, it will happen sooner or later! I do n’t think my old Martin has missed his whole life, but do n’t do it today. Up and down under the hands of a little girl ... "

The Martin steward kept muttering as he nibbled his steps. Although his voice was low, the way to mumble was rather strange, and even he himself soon noticed that this was obviously a badly noticeable act.

He closed his mouth alertly, and pretended to slap his sparse cover to cover his baldness, and then staggered.

But at this moment, a small, mottled piece of paper fluttered left and right in mid-air and landed in front of him, and stopped exactly where he was within reach.

Immediately, Martin paused. Instead of scratching, he frowned slightly and glanced around. Although he didn't say anything in his mouth, his heart was very tense, for he was afraid that he would be found by the Blois family.

"Who?" He thought secretly.

In fact, his gaze had actually passed by the stone where the maca was located several times, but maca was now in the shadow of the moonlight, where could he see it?

After hesitating for a moment, probably because he may be a little too suspicious now, Martin finally reached out to the piece of paper that remained in the air steadily.

Maca is naturally in English, but he can't really speak French. A few basic words are probably his limit. Fortunately, as a foreigner steward of the Blois family, Martin often dealt with people at the bottom from different backgrounds, and of course, he was also very familiar with English.

He quickly glanced at the text on the paper ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ and suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"This is a good opportunity!"

Martin steward is worried that he might be found by the Blois family. Now someone has given him a charcoal in the snow and gave him an interesting proposal for cooperation. To say that he came during this trip, it was precisely a consensus with some of the forces that he secretly made good, but in the current situation, he will obviously need more forces to help him.

Martin has no doubts about "cooperation". Nominally, he is undoubtedly a member of the Blois family, even if he is only a foreigner. There are so many forces wanting to deal with him, how can he doubt it?

Martin read the text on the piece of paper carefully again, and then squeezed it into his pocket and hurried straight towards the stele.

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