Chapter 733: The Competition Has Not Ended

For now, the old butler Edward is just a stranger to most of the audience who are ordinary wizards.

Therefore, when old Edward appeared with the principals of the two major magic schools, Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Maxim, many people couldn't help but secretly became curious.

Right now, the competition is considered to be over, at least the champion has been decided, and the next stage should be the awarding stage.

Therefore, everyone is very curious about the identity of this old gentleman who appeared at such a critical moment.

However, old Edward had just appeared from the entrance passage, but stopped suddenly.

After Professor McGonagall and Mrs. Maxim noticed it, they immediately looked back, and Mr. Hohenheim, who was in the middle of the judges' seat, also hurried over with some doubts.

"Mr. Flamel, you are here..." He first greeted him politely, and then asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

Old Edward was the steward of Nicole Flamel, and also the only intermediary for the outside world to try to get in touch with the alchemy legacy. No matter who it was, at least on the surface, he had to give him corresponding courtesy.

Generally speaking, the old butler would not ignore others because of this. He always regarded himself as the butler of the LeMay family and had his own strict standards for other people.

But at this moment, as if he didn't hear Hohenheim's words, he was still looking at a certain direction in the arena from a distance.

Hohenheim was stunned, and then he looked at the place where old Edward was watching.

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

"……gentlemen?"

Hohenheim vaguely remembered,

Maca mentioned it to him at the dinner table, saying that old Edward himself didn't know much about alchemy.

That being the case, to him, the unfinished formation should be nothing more than a bible that he might not even be able to understand.

"Ok?"

After Hohenheim called out again, old Edward came back to his senses.

"Oh, Mr. Hohenheim, I'm sorry—" the old housekeeper smiled, "I suddenly recalled some past events just now, and I lost my mind when I didn't pay attention... Ah, by the way, the gentleman in the tuxedo, his name is what name?"

"That one..."

Thinking that he was dragged on for so long by that guy just now, and it was all wasted in the end, Hohenheim was inevitably a little depressed.

"His name is Mark Newton. As you can see, he is also one of the finalists," he introduced casually, and then asked after thinking about it, "Mr. LeMay, is this someone you know?"

"Oh, um..."

The old butler obviously hesitated for a moment. After looking over there again, he finally shook his head hesitantly.

"No, I don't think so... maybe it's just a little coincidence."

After all, he put aside the thoughts in his heart for the time being, and stretched out his hand to invite Hohenheim to walk to the high platform in the middle of the arena together. And Mag and Maxim, who were waiting aside, also followed closely.

Perhaps old Edward's small actions were not important at all, and Hohenheim didn't spend too much time going back and forth this time. But in the eyes of some caring people, this series of behaviors will inevitably make them suspicious.

For example, the champion of this match—the old witch from Africa.

When Edward and Hohenheim crossed the arena side by side and slowly boarded the central round platform, the hand of the old witch holding the skeleton staff slightly tightened.

And following her small movements, the dragon wings on the back of the alchemy monster that was originally sitting beside her trembled undetectably.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I am the current headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Minerva McGonagall."

It was Professor McGonagall who spoke first, and her words were actually given to her by Maca.

"The first International Alchemy Competition has come to the present. After the continuous efforts of a large number of enthusiastic participants, it is finally coming to an end."

"I believe that in the process of watching the game, you will not only be full of anticipation for the result of the game, but also be very curious about the extra-secret game reward."

As the person in charge of the event venue and also the new headmaster of Hogwarts, McGonagall needs to continue to add weight to himself in such public occasions...

So from the beginning, Maca originally planned to let Professor McGonagall introduce Old Edward.

This speech will not only allow Professor McGonagall to increase her popularity faster, but also let other forces understand that the old butler with the alchemy heritage has a closer friendly relationship with her.

In this way, it will have a very favorable impact on her future social activities in all aspects.

But at first, Professor McGonagall disagreed.

She believed that Maca had fought for Hogwarts for many things, and even old Edward affirmed many arrangements without saying a word because of Maca's relationship.

Now, such an important opportunity to show his face, no matter how you think about it, it should be the benefit Maca deserves.

Maca couldn't hold back her before, so the original plan had to be cancelled. Today, according to the plan, Maca should still come forward.

But now, Maca suddenly couldn't come back, so Professor McGonagall had to accept this big "gift" from the former student.

"So, please allow me to introduce a special distinguished guest to you - Mr. Edward Flamel, the steward of the late world-class alchemist Nicole Flamel!"

When she said this, she stretched out her hand and gestured politely to the side, and the old housekeeper immediately took a step forward in cooperation, and leaned slightly to salute.

"As the only great alchemist who has refined the Sorcerer's Stone in hundreds of years, Mr. Nicole Flamel and his wife have lived on the elixir of life for more than 600 years, and have also contributed to the construction of the wizarding world and even the Muggle world. Plenty of gold...his achievements in alchemy are astonishing!"

"And on a certain day about five years ago, the Lemays probably understood the mysteries of life and decided to take the glory of a lifetime to the embrace of death together..."

The topic of life and death has always been quite heavy, and it is difficult for Professor McGonagall to make it clear. Therefore, here she just skimmed over it, and quickly jumped to the most important content of the day.

"However, although Nicole Flamel has passed away, he still cherishes the memory of us who still live in this world, and the whole world full of memories—"

"So he left a last wish before he passed away, a great gift to all of us!"

While talking, Professor McGonagall nodded to Old Edward again.

"Today, in the coming time, Mr. Flamel will use this occasion to officially announce Mr. Nicole Flamel's last wish to the global magic community!"

As soon as Nico Flamel was mentioned, many people knew about it, and soon there were buzzing whispers in the auditorium.

"...and the prizes of our first international alchemy competition will be announced later." Professor McGonagall said, "Then, next, Mr. Edward LeMay will present Nico Mailer for everyone." Mister's last words!"

At this point, Professor McGonagall took a step back and handed over the rest of the speech to Old Edward.

After that, according to Maca's preparation in advance, the old housekeeper disclosed the master's last wish step by step to the wizards from all over the world.

And following his words, the mainstream media in the magic circles of various countries kept recording. Many reporters wrote this explosive news on the spot. Plans to appear in their respective magic newspapers and magazines.

Longevity is attractive, and gold is also attractive. Whether it is for Muggles or wizards, the obviousness is the same.

Of course, not all the people are ignorant and ignorant, and many of them have a clearer view-for such a big benefit at the global level, you have to wait until the civilians are implemented!

Therefore, many people just took the opportunity to join in the fun.

"...And the prize of this alchemy competition is of course the alchemy laboratory left by my master."

Old Edward spoke slowly as if chatting.

"However, the master's inheritance is for the whole world, so even if it is the initial research, every participating alchemist has the right to participate together. The specific distribution method will be under the supervision of the audience in a while. Mr. Hohenheim said on the spot..."

After the old housekeeper finished speaking slowly, he returned to the place where he was standing at first, as if he had completed his task. He raised his head slightly, looked at the sun that was gradually setting in the west, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

To be honest, the entrustment of the master is too heavy, and even the master himself never thought of fulfilling it. If it weren't for the help of Maca, Madam Maxim, and many other people, he couldn't even imagine how to do it.

And now, this drama is finally over.

After a lot of emotion, old Edward let out a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but began to recall the past of living with his master in the past.

"I like to think back to the past when I have nothing to do. Is it really old..."

He thought about it, and couldn't help but smiled wryly—if the naughty master was still around, he would definitely use the "old age" of more than 600 to run on himself again, right?

Thinking of his master, old Edward paused for a while, then subconsciously looked down at the arena below. Not far from diagonally opposite, the middle-aged wizard in the tuxedo, who was also among the top twelve finalists, stood there silently with his face sideways, wondering what he was thinking.

"Mark Newton..."

Just as the old housekeeper's eyes fell on the man again, a faint gloom flashed in the eyes of the old witch standing first on the right.

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