Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

For the time being, the old housekeeper Edward is just a stranger to most of the audience who are still ordinary wizards.

Therefore, when the old Edward appeared with the principals of the two magic schools, Professor McGonagall and Madame Maxim, many people could not help but secretly wondered.

The competition is now over, at least the championship has been set, and it should be at the stage of awarding.

So everyone is very curious, what kind of identity does this old gentleman play at such a crucial moment.

However, the old Edward just appeared from the entrance channel, but stopped stunned again.

Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Maxim looked at it immediately, and Mr. Hornheim, in the middle of the jury, hurried over with a little doubt.

"Mr. LeMay, you're here ..." He greeted him politely before he wondered, "What are you looking at?"

Old Edward was the steward of Nicole LeMay, and the only intermediary who tried to reach the alchemy heritage. Whoever he was, at least on the surface, had to be correspondingly polite.

And generally speaking, the old housekeeper will not just ignore others because of this, he always regards himself as the housekeeper of LeMay, and treats others with his own strict standards.

It was just now, as if he hadn't heard Hohenheim's words, and he was still looking at a certain direction in the arena.

Hohenheim froze, and then looked down where Old Edward was watching.

Soon, he felt that the old steward should be looking at the tuxedo alchemist ... or more accurately, the alchemy in front of the alchemist.

"……Mr?"

Hohenheim vaguely remembered that Maca had mentioned to him at the dining table that the old Edward himself didn't really know much about alchemy.

In this case, the unfinished refining team should be nothing more than a heavenly script that he may not even understand.

"Ok?"

After Hohenheim called again, Old Edward returned to God.

"Oh, Mr. Hohenheim, sorry--" the old housekeeper smiled, "I remembered some of the past just now, and came up with it without paying attention ... Ah, yes, the gentleman in the tuxedo, his name is what name?"

"That one ..."

The thought of being dragged by that guy for so long just wasted in the end, and Hohenheim was inevitably a little sullen.

"His name is Mark Newton. As you can see, he is also one of the finalists," he introduced casually, and then thought and asked again, "Mr. LeMay, are you someone you know?"

"Oh, um ..."

The old butler apparently hesitated. After looking at it again, he finally shook his head hesitantly.

"No, I think it shouldn't be ... maybe just a small coincidence."

After all, he set aside his thoughts for the time being, and reached out to invite Hohenheim to go to the high platform in the middle of the field. McGonagall and Maxim, who waited, followed suit.

Perhaps these little moves of old Edward were irrelevant, and Hohenheim did not spend much time on this visit. But in the eyes of some caring people, this series of behaviors will inevitably make them doubtful.

For example, the already established champion in the field-the old witch of Africa.

As Edward and Hohenheim walked side by side across the arena and slowly ascended the central stage, the old witch's hand holding the skull stick tightened slightly.

With her little movement, the dragon wing behind the alchemy monster that was sitting next to her seemed to tremble a little.

"Sirs and ladies, I am the current principal of Hogwarts School of Magic, Mileva McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall first spoke, and her words actually had to be given to her by Maca.

"The first International Alchemy Contest has now come to an end, with the continuous efforts of a large number of enthusiastic contestants."

"I believe that while watching the event, in addition to looking forward to the outcome of the event, you must also be curious about the extra hidden game reward."

As the host of the venue and the new principal of Hogwarts, McGonagall needs to continue to add weight to himself in these public places ...

So in the beginning, Macaburn intended to introduce Professor McGonagall to introduce old Edward.

This remark will not only allow Professor McGonagall to increase his popularity more quickly, but also let other forces understand that the old housekeeper who holds the alchemy heritage has a closer friendly relationship with her.

In this way, it will have a very beneficial impact on her various social activities in the future.

But at first, Professor McGonagall disagreed.

She believes that many things are for Maca to fight for Hogwarts, and even the old Edward was out of Maca's relationship, and he affirmed many arrangements.

Today, such an important opportunity to show up should be the benefit that Maca deserves.

Maca was a little bit embarrassed before, so the original plan had to be cancelled. Today, according to the plan, Maca should have come forward.

But now, Maca was suddenly unable to return, so Professor McGonagall had to accept this big "gift" from the student who was once.

"So, let me introduce you to a special guest-he is the steward of the late world-class alchemist, Nicole LeMay, Mr. Edward LeMay!"

While she said this, she reached out and gestured politely to the side, and the old housekeeper immediately took a step forward in cooperation, and leaned slightly for a salute.

"As the only great alchemist who has produced magic stones for hundreds of years, Mr. Nicole LeMay and his wife have lived for more than 600 years relying on elixir, and have also contributed to the construction of the magic world and even the Muggle world. A lot of gold ... his achievements in alchemy are amazing! "

"Only one day about five years ago, the LeMays or couples learned the mysteries of life and decided to go to the embrace of death with the glory of their lives ..."

The topic of life and death has always been quite heavy, and it is difficult for Professor McGonagall to make it clear. So, she just passed by here, and soon jumped to the most important content today.

"However, even though Nicole LeMay has passed away, he still remembers us who still live in this world and the whole world full of memories-"

"So he left a last wish before his death, a great gift for all of us!"

Talking, Professor McGonagall nodded again to the old Edward.

"Today, in the next time, Mr. LeMay will use this occasion to officially reveal Mr. Nicole LeMay's will to the world of magic!"

As soon as Nicole LeMay was mentioned, there were more people who knew about it, and soon humming in the audience.

"... and the prizes of our first international alchemy competition will be announced later." Professor McGonagall said, "Then, Mr. Edward LeMay will present Nicole Mayer to everyone. Mr. Last words! "

At this point, Professor McGonagall took a step back and took the rest of the time into the hands of old Edward.

After that, the old steward, in accordance with Maca's prior preparations, step by step revealed the master's will to the wizarding people from all over the world.

And with his sentence, mainstream media in the magic world of various countries kept writing, and many reporters wrote this explosive news on the spot. Obviously, they went back immediately and immediately. Plan to board their respective magic newspapers and magazines.

Longevity is tempting, and gold is also tempting. It is obvious to Muggles and wizards.

Of course, the people are not all ignorant, and many of them have a clearer view-in terms of such a global benefit, we still have to wait for the implementation of civilians!

Therefore, many people just took the opportunity to have a fun.

"... The prize of this alchemy contest is, of course, the alchemy laboratory left by my host."

Old Edward said slowly like a chat.

"However, this legacy of the owner is for the whole world, so even in the initial research, every participating alchemist has the right to participate in it. The specific distribution method will be under the supervision of your audience. Mr. Hohenheim on the spot ... "

After the old housekeeper spoke slowly, he seemed to have completed his task and returned to the place where he first stood. He looked up slightly and looked at the sun that was gradually going down, and couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.

To be honest, the owner's entrustment was too heavy, and even the owner himself never thought that it must be completed. Without the help of Maca and Mrs. Maxim, and many others, he couldn't imagine how to do it.

And now, the drama is finally finished.

After a long period of emotion, Old Edward breathed out a sigh of relief, can not help but start to recall the past of the past with the host ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ I like to remember the past when everything is OK, is it really old ... ... "

He thought for a while and couldn't help but smile a bitterly-if the urchin-like master was still around, he would have used the more than 600 "older ages" to run himself?

As soon as he thought of his master, the old Edward paused for a moment, and then subconsciously looked down at the stadium. And not far from diagonally opposite, the middle-aged witch in the tuxedo, who was also among the top twelve finalists, stood there silently, with his face tilted and wondering what he was thinking.

"Mark Newton ..."

Just as the old housekeeper's eyes fell on the man again, a gloom passed over the eyes of the old witch standing on the right.

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