Chapter 680: The Lion Opens His Mouth

"...Mr. Hohenheim, it seems that you are also very optimistic about this match."

"Yes, the knowledge left by Mr. Nicole Flamel is naturally invaluable, and it can even be said to be the treasure of the world's magic world. But no matter how valuable the knowledge is, it is just a pile of ore veins buried under the loess, that's all. We need gems, and we need people who can mine them and carve them..."

"...So I think that the players who stand out in this competition are the real 'treasures'."

At the dinner table, the conversation between Maca and Mr. Hohenheim seemed very pleasant.

This wizard, who can be said to have been at the forefront of global alchemy, also has a very clear focus. He also hopes that Nicole Flamel's legacy can be used more completely, effectively, and efficiently on all wizards, instead of being monopolized by one or several parties, and then choose like the past family system society Keep it secret.

Of course, it is actually very difficult to achieve this, and he and Maca are very clear.

"That's right! Talent is what everyone needs most..." Mr. Hohenheim nodded his head and said with emotion, "So I hope that those players who perform well will not be bound by some unnecessary power..."

Through some contact, Maca found that although Mr. Hohenheim was full of muscles, he was a man with a rough appearance and a delicate heart. He has a thorough view of the current situation in the magic world, and he also has a clear view of those forces.

It's a pity that the more you can see clearly, the more powerless you will sometimes feel. People are always profit-seeking, Muggles and wizards are the same, they will run for their own interests. It is naturally impractical to change this.

Therefore, in France at that time, Maca and Mrs. Maxime discussed a plan to divide the overall interests.

In this competition, on the surface, someone will win the championship crown, but in fact, it can be said that everyone will get a prize, but the top ranking will get more shares.

"Mr Hohenheim,

Maca raised his goblet and signaled to him, "I invite you to come here this time, isn't it to help the players get rid of those restraints?" You are the chief judge of this competition, please take care of yourself—"

"Hahaha, what trouble are you talking about... Isn't this a matter of course?" Hohenheim also raised his glass and said with a hearty smile, "However, the weight of our Egyptian Alchemy Research Center alone is not so sufficient. I have to trouble Hogwarts to lend a helping hand!"

Maca clinked glasses with him, then retracted and took another sip, but the corner of his eyes inadvertently passed the seat next to the other party.

"Oh, that's right." He paused, and then continued, "Mr. Hohenheim, I don't know if Sarah told you——she just got the first grade in the class test not long ago. That's a big deal, and I think you should give her a good compliment..."

"Really?" Hohenheim immediately showed a look of surprise after hearing it, "Sarah, why didn't you tell Dad?"

"It was just a small test," Sarah beside him smiled quietly, and said reservedly, "Professor McLean is too generous, and Sarah can't bear it."

"How can I praise you? I'm not exaggerating," Maca smiled, but then changed the subject, "In addition, Sarah's alchemy is particularly good. Mr. Hohenheim, I think she should participate in this competition." A game... what do you think?"

"Oh?"

The moment Maca said this, he saw Mr. Hohenheim subconsciously touch Sarah's eyes. Although it was just one touch, he still captured it accurately.

"...haha, I think you don't need to ask me about this." The other party spread his hands and said, "Look, I am the chief judge of this competition, and...Actually, I always leave her affairs to her It's up to you."

Mr. Hohenheim's laughter was still so unrestrained, but Maca could hear some subtle feelings from it. Although he couldn't tell where that feeling came from, he knew that this was by no means such a simple answer as "I have always left it to her to decide".

As for Sarah, she didn't respond to Maca's words this time, but avoided it directly by drinking the juice.

"I see," Maca nodded and said, "Sarah's ability to become as independent as she is now must be inseparable from Mr. Hohenheim's training. Well, let's say...the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center What good things are you researching recently? Can you tell me about it?"

It is enough to ask just once, if you are too entangled, it will affect the mood of the other party. After all, he is the chief judge this time, and the reason for coming here is only for the competition - this competition is very important to Hogwarts, and Maca is not a person who puts priority on the other.

"Oh, of course that's all right, in fact—"

Maca took the initiative to change the subject, and Hohenheim naturally followed suit. But this time, he couldn't continue his words properly, because an interrupter suddenly appeared.

"...Wait, you...you can't..." "Click."

Since these wizards from the research center are equivalent to the judges, apart from the leader, Mr. Hohenheim, the rest of the dozen or so companions will also assist in the judging of the competition. Alchemy is not something as simple and clear as Quidditch. At that time, every judge will need a team to support them.

So in order to be fair, Maca specially arranged for them to have lunch in another small hall in the castle, instead of letting them go to the side hall of the auditorium with the participating groups.

However, it seems that some people are not very conscious?

But when the door of the small hall was pushed open from the outside, Maca found that he seemed to be wrong. Because he soon saw that the guys who rushed in despite Filch's obstruction were not those from the delegation.

"McLean, she, they—"

Maca waved his hand, preventing Filch from continuing.

"You go out first..." He let Filch leave the small hall first, and then frowned slightly, "Ms. Skeeter, didn't I greet the editor-in-chief of your "Daily Prophet"? Judges The interview time will be at noon the day before the game starts—you are not interviewing the delegation in the side hall of the auditorium, what are you doing here?"

That's right, the one who ran over suddenly at this moment was Rita Skeeter, the special correspondent of the "Daily Prophet", who likes to play tricks and sell clever things the most.

Back in the top three, Maca had threatened her a little, making her more or less honest. Not to mention anything else, at least she never dared to directly slander Maca, and indeed she rarely appeared in front of Maca.

I don't know what happened to her today, but she dared to rush in so recklessly under Filch's interception. It is absolutely impossible to say that she did not know Maca was here in advance.

"No, no, Mr. McLean, of course I know about the scheduled interview time, and I didn't plan to do it this time... You see, I didn't even bring the magic camera..." Rita Skeeter pushed the bridge of her nose His eyes and scarlet painted lips opened and closed quickly, "Actually... well, Mr. McLean, can you come here first? I have a 'little thing' to tell you——"

When she said these words, there was still an extremely artificial mystery on her face, and she deliberately emphasized her tone at the end. It can be seen that the "little things" in her mouth are definitely not "small".

As far as Maca is concerned, this woman is short of writing "I want to make a deal with you" on her face.

But since the other party seems to be holding some news, Maca doesn't mind listening to it. It's not the first time he has done this kind of business. As long as there are enough benefits, it's okay to give others some convenience.

"Mr. Hohenheim, everyone, I'm sorry, but let me excuse you."

After apologizing, Maca took Skeeter to the rest area beside the small hall.

"Sit." Maca took the lead to sit down on the sofa, and after gesturing for the other party to also take a seat, he waved his hand and said, "You can say whatever you want!"

"Well, it's like this..." Rita Skeeter pushed her glasses again, and a white light flashed on the glass lens for a moment, "Mr. McLean, if you are interested in what I have to say next, no Do you know if you can..."

"You want the priority interview right for the judges, right?" Maca interrupted, "If what you said is really valuable, there is no problem in introducing you to Mr. Hohenheim now."

After all, it is a world-class event, and the news media this time is not limited to the "Daily Prophet". It is natural that Skeeter wants to compete for the priority of interviewing.

However, Skeeter did not show any excitement about Maca's promise.

"Of course it's not bad..." She pretended to be charming and smiled, "However, at least I personally think that my information is worth more than this price!"

"Huh?" Maca couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Then what price do you want?"

"After the event, Nicole LeMay's exclusive right to collect materials when the estate is released—" Skeeter said, raising an index finger, "On the first day, as long as the first day is fine!"

As far as Rita Skeeter's lion opened its mouth, Maca didn't show an overly surprised expression.

The role of the media is undoubtedly huge, and it has an immeasurable impact on the publicity of Hogwarts and the fair disclosure of the alchemy legacy. But if it's just the first day, it's not impossible to agree.

After all, the International Federation of Wizards, as the official of the competition, will release relevant documents and information to the magic circles of all countries as soon as possible. Although not as detailed as the major magic newspapers, the authenticity is beyond doubt.

"You really dare to make such a request," Maca said with a grin. "Then, why don't you tell me quickly?"

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