Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Mr. McLean, do you need me to solve it for you?"

Maca has a keen sense of sight, while Fannie is always very concerned about Maca's words and deeds.Therefore, when Maca only turned his head slightly, Fannie had already followed his gaze.

"No, it's not necessary." Maca shook his head, and then smiled at the fat young master, "Although my popularity has always been good, it is obvious that there are always a few people who are not pleasing to my eyes."

"Huh? Who?" The fat young master probed the probe and glanced behind Maca, "Huh? How do I feel where I saw those two guys? Is it an illusion?"

"I don't think it's an illusion," Maca shrugged. "Don't you remember? They were sitting next to you just now."

"is it?"

The fat young master tilted his head and recalled it, but at the time his mind was full of the word "eat", where could he notice other things?Seeing familiarity now is basically the limit.

In the moment he couldn't remember it, Mr. Ghost floating by the side spoke.

"The younger one is the young master of the Taefler family," said David, the ghost. "As for the wizard who was with him, I don't have any impression...but I think it should also belong to the Taefler family. people."

"This gentleman is really knowledgeable," Maca nodded. "To be honest, although I have had some friction with the young master Tai Fowler, I still don't know much about them in the end. , I wonder if you can tell me about their family situation?"

"Mr. McLean is polite," David shook his head slightly. "It's definitely not enough to be knowledgeable, that is, after a long time, I just know a few people."

This Mr. Ghost was humbled for a while, and then he said: "In fact, there have not been a few famous people in the Tay Fowler family. If you want to say that the most people know, it should be the Pique in the late 18th century. The duke'. I think Mr. McLean must remember that it was the wizard duke who escaped the beheading with a hidden curse during the reign of terror."

"Oh! I remembered what you said." Maca nodded suddenly, "Well...that Duke Pick’s real name should be Vincent? He cast a hidden charm on his neck. , The one who pretended that he had been beheaded?"

"Yes, it's him." Davide smiled. "Mr. McLean knows it too. Yes, the Duke of Pique is quite famous in the French magic world. Of course, it's not a good reputation. Sure."

Maca also agreed with a smile.He could imagine that this reputation is probably not good or bad, because the story of the Duke of Pick was completely used as a joke by the wizards.

While Maca was talking and laughing with the ghost, the fat young master who was standing opposite him suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Hey! That kid isn't just staring at you—" The flesh on his face trembled, and he didn't know what expression he made. "Look, he still dared to stare at me? Where did I bother him? See me staring back at him!"

As he said, he really took a step aside and stood beside Maca.Without the obstacle of Maca's head, he could finally look at each other as much as possible with the young master of the Tai Fowler family, so he immediately glanced at each other.

Maca looked at him, then turned to look at the guy outside the auditorium, and suddenly pursed his lips speechlessly.After hesitating for a while, he gave another questioning look at David, the ghost next to him.

"It's useless, I can't persuade." Even if David shook his head, he smiled bitterly, "As I said before, our young master has always been very straightforward, and he has to finish everything he decides. No. Speaking of which, at this point, the young master's temper is very similar to his father's."

"What should I do then?" Maca glanced at the fat young master on the side again, "If this goes on, I think he will soon be no longer satisfied with staring at him—"

As if to confirm his words,

"Yo! Don't you want that kid's eyeballs?"

Seeing the violent fat young master babbling, he walked forward, Maca and the ghost Davide looked at each other, and then immediately followed.No way, they didn't come here to make trouble today. In the current Boothbatten, the less troubles, the better.

However, Mrs. Maxim, who had been standing not far away, did not move. She thought about it, and then simply turned to the depths of the auditorium.

In this case, it is not convenient for her to come forward. If she goes to talk now, the nature of the matter will be different.

Although Mrs. Maxim is the headmaster of Boothbarton, she is the master here, but her behavior is not unscrupulous.It's one thing to have disputes between guests. It's a big deal that she will mediate afterwards, but if there is the possibility of partiality due to a momentary carelessness, the unevenness of the security will make people seize it.

On the other side, the fat man had already walked in front of Master Tai Fowler, but saw him curl his mouth, and pointed his thick arm full of fat to his nose.

"...You dare to stare? Why stare at this young master? Where did this young master recruit you?"

To be honest, when a guy who is fat enough to hold his three or four body size rushes all the way, most people feel a little guilty in their hearts.

"Huh, did I stare at you?" Master Tai Fowler stepped back slightly, lest the fat man's fingers really poke his nose, "I can't just look at it? Who made you just stand there? "

"Hey! You said you stared at me, don't you admit it?" The fat young master raised his eyebrows again, and he poked the radish's thick fingers several times, and exclaimed magnificently, "You just look at it with that kind of look. Ah? I dare not recognize it! Are you still a man?"

The fat man spoke happily, and his actions were even more unscrupulous.Ty Fowler hadn't spoken yet, but the wizard with him couldn't help but speak first.

"Master Hohenheim, please also pay attention to your words."

The wizard was dressed in a gray-bottomed wizard's robe, and his complexion was rather gloomy, but he was quite polite.It can be seen that he is the kind of guy who pays more attention to etiquette when interacting with people.

However, it is an indisputable fact that it was him who stared at Maca with cold eyes during lunch.

"This young master loves to talk like that, what's the matter?" I didn't expect that the fat man would not buy it at all, and he was still very arrogant. He waved his right hand, and the fat on his body started shaking. "Are you his old man? Take care of you son! Otherwise, who knows if he will let people pick out the eyeballs tomorrow?"

"Do you understand what you are talking about?" Master Tai Fowler finally couldn't hold back the fire in his heart, and he said angrily, "This is Boothbatton, you know? Do you think this is your home?"

"It's not yours anyway!" The fat man turned his lips and said nonchalantly, "Boy, I tell you! If you don't apologize to me today, Master, I can't spare you! Oh, yes! And my buddy McLean! You stared at him just now!"

Maca smiled aside and said nothing.

The young master of the Taefler family had an old hatred with Maca, and now coupled with the new hatred of the fat young master of the Hohenheim family, the two came together, and his anger suddenly burst.

This guy has never been anything tolerable. If it weren't for his father's advice this time, he would have wanted to fight against Maca.Although he also knew that frontal toughness was obviously not an opponent, he still had a chance to think secretly or something.

But now, he was completely overwhelmed by this fat man.

"Apologize? You want me to apologize?" Young Master Taefler said angrily with blue veins on his forehead, "Okay! Hohenheim's right? I'm going to fight you! If you can beat me, I'll... …"

As he was talking, he put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a pair of white gloves.But just when he wanted to throw the glove on the fat man's face, his arm stopped involuntarily.

No way, he immediately saw Maca standing behind the fat man.

"...Huh," Ty Fowler opened his mouth, hesitated visibly, then stared again, "Fatty, just you and me-duel! Dare or not?"

After all, he finally threw the gloves out, but they threw them directly at the fat man's feet.

If he throws the opponent's face, he can gain the most powerful aura, but he is really afraid that he will shake his hand and throw it on Maca behind the fat man.Just in case, he had to choose a relatively controllable plan, but the momentum of the duel was obviously much weaker.

"Duel?" The fat man smiled. "My master hasn't played a wizard duel yet! Okay! I can first say yes, if you get hurt or something, don't blame this master for making him too much! "

He said, bending over, but where can the flesh of his body find his waist?Maybe he couldn't bend down, or maybe he didn't want to lose the momentum, so he quickly took out his wand and gently raised it.

Suddenly, the white hand that fell on the ground suddenly jumped up and was accurately grasped by him.

Maca, who was watching behind him, nodded secretly when he saw it.This is a silent spell-the wand swing is very skilled, and accurate and fast.

I can't see that this fat man from a family of alchemy is not bad at all in spells.

The fat young master's move was obviously to give Na Tai Fowler a blow.Pre-match performances like this are usually done to put some pressure on the opponent, but it also requires corresponding strength to make it happen.

"Master Tai Fowler?" the somber wizard frowned slightly.

"Needless to say, I have a sense of measure—" Ty Fowler gently waved his hand, and then said to the fat man, "Do you know the rules? After dinner today, you decide the place!"