Chapter 799 The So-Called "Respect"

Because of the incident yesterday, Maca really didn't remember about Charlotte for a while.

After all, whether it was for Maca himself or Hogwarts as a whole, the fact that Haierbo's remnant soul sneaked into the campus and possessed Harry was obviously much more important.

It wasn't until he finished sorting out some information in the office at night that he went through the process of the Werther family coming to ask for someone again in his mind.

For Charlotte, Maca would definitely not let those so-called "family members" take her away casually, because he knew very well that this senior sister had already lost much affection for her family.

If there is anything else in that mansion that is worthy of her nostalgia, it must be her father, right?

At least, no matter what, that fiancé whom Maca had never met would certainly not be the reason for her to go home and accept her fate.

Therefore, as Maca who has been taken care of by Charlotte after entering school, this time she intends to be a good person to the end. Anyway, he was the one who brought him out back then, and now that he has confidence, it makes no sense to turn a blind eye to the difficulties of this senior.

However, what Maca didn't expect was that Charlotte's fiancé in name would come so soon!

"There seems to be something wrong?"

Maca stood by the window of the office, and his gaze stayed in the direction of the school gate. Those "guests" who were more than yesterday made him frown and think secretly.

Those who can marry the Werther family are definitely not ordinary people. Judging from what Maca heard when he tried to take Charlotte away, the other party's background was at least comparable to Charlotte's family.

And it was such a force that should not be underestimated. When he just lost his engagement, he didn't make a fuss, but now he showed an eagerness that seemed like he couldn't wait for one night. The reason is that Maca is hard to care about.

"The one standing in front should be Charlotte's fiancé?"

He stared at the situation over there from a distance, looking over from here, without using magic, he could only get a rough look.

"Professor Flitwick, did they say anything else today?"

"Well, I didn't actually say much," said the little Flitwick standing behind Maca sharply, "The young master of the Augustine family just said he wanted to see Miss Werther, and he wouldn't go back if he didn't see him... ..."

"Augustine?"

Maca recalled for a while, and quickly found a little information about that family from some miscellaneous reading memories.

The modern information of this kind of ancient wizard family is almost equal to zero. If you want to guess what kind of family they are, you have to find some ancient records.

This must be very difficult for ordinary wizards today, but for Maca, who used to read and borrow many ancient books in Rowena's secret room, there are not so many obstacles.

"Oh," he said suddenly, "it should be the descendant of Aurelius Augustine who used 'theology' to fool Muggles, right?"

It is different from the typical starting way of ancient wizards of the Werther family who "thrive on magical achievements";

The Augustine family relied on sending "philosophical" and "aesthetic" ideas to Muggles, and incidentally used "theology" to narrow the distance between Muggles and him.

Looking at the results of accumulating property,

What Aurelius Augustine did was obviously successful.

It is a pity that the changes of the times will always cause unpredictable changes in many situations. What a family like Augustine fears the most is the complete isolation of wizards and Muggles, so...

Maca thought about the situation he had speculated for a while, and immediately felt that he had captured something.

Could it be that... the Augustine family intends to completely rely on the Werther family for the marriage?

It is conceivable that a once glorious family, although it had to suffer huge losses under the general trend, was reluctant to disclose the growing emptiness inside because of the glory of the past.

Whether it is a wizard or a Muggle, countless forces in history have had this tendency to "deceive themselves and others". Even some families were unwilling to admit their own weakness, and tried their best to maintain their "superficial beauty" before they were about to overthrow.

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help but nodded slightly - the possibility of his guess is really not low.

However, although Maca's conjecture was accurate enough, due to the lack of some crucial information, his deduction still deviated from the truth hidden behind the matter after all.

"Professor, where is Charlotte?"

Looking at Professor McGonagall who was dealing with "visitors" at the school gate, Maca asked again.

"Oh, Minerva said she was busy at the Pig's Head Bar yesterday, so she's probably still sleeping in her room right now?"

Maca heard the words, immediately nodded and said: "It seems that Professor McGonagall probably didn't have time to tell her this... Well, anyway, I'll go and see her first! Professor Flitwick, please tell McGonagall Professor Ge said that Senior Charlotte and I will be there later."

"Ah, yes."

Watching Flitwick leave the office in a hurry, Maca glanced back out of the window—the weather today is still not very good, and it's only early in the morning, and the dense clouds have completely blocked the sun above the sky.

...

"Tuk tuk."

As a wizarding school, Hogwarts doesn't have many students and very few faculty members. To say that there are the most in this school, I'm afraid it's the empty rooms that the house elves clean every day, but most of them don't use.

And Miss Charlotte Witt, who had escaped from her family, lived in an empty room originally intended to be used as a professor's office.

Speaking of which, since Charlotte returned to Hogwarts, Maca seems to have never been here.

After knocking on the door several times in a row, he finally heard some movement inside. However, perhaps because this is a school, the beauty who is often careless still pays attention to it.

When the door was opened, Maca saw a well-dressed Miss Werther, not the pajamas version of Charlotte that she had seen in the Muggle apartment.

It's a pity that those sleepy eyes still couldn't fool Maka - this big beauty was obviously still sleeping on the bed just now!

"Maca?"

Charlotte blinked her still sour eyes, and sent a puzzled look.

Today is Sunday, and the slow-paced life of weekends has made Charlotte get used to sleeping a little longer on the last morning of the week to soothe the skin that has become a little dry due to daily work.

Women should take good care of their appearance, especially beautiful women, who will naturally be more vigilant in the face of future aging.

But she also knows that Maca seems to be busy every day. Besides eating, lecturing, sleeping, there are many other things to do, this is the first time I ran to my room this early in the morning!

"Well, good morning!" Maca shrugged, "I heard that you came back a little late yesterday, so you're still trying to catch up on sleep?"

"Oh, let's put it this way..." Charlotte nodded, "What's the matter, elementary school boy? You're a busy person, why do you have the time to hang out with my sister? There must be something wrong, right?"

Maca smiled habitually upon hearing this. His senior sister is still like this, she always makes people feel light and energetic when she speaks, as if there is no need to worry about anything in this world.

Although Luna and Luna are completely different types, these two completely different personalities can make people feel that they are similar in purpose.

To be honest, Maca really didn't want to disturb this rare relaxed atmosphere with those messy things outside.

"It's true," he shook his head and said, "However, it's somewhat inappropriate to say it at the door... Do you mind if I go in and talk to you?"

"Oh, of course no problem," Charlotte said with a smile, "then please come in! Hey, there is nothing shady in my sister's room!"

Seeing Charlotte take half a step back, Maca curled her lips noncommittally, and walked in unceremoniously.

"Well?"

As soon as he entered it, Maca felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

The tightly drawn curtains, the simple furniture, and an antique oil lamp were exactly the same as the old apartment that Charlotte lived in at that time, except that there was not much humidity here and there were no cracks in the walls.

"Uh, senior sister, are you out of nostalgia?" Maca asked in surprise.

"Hmph, can't you?"

As Charlotte said, she suddenly raised her hand, but then she just patted Maca on the shoulder.

"Sit down! At least now there are two chairs here, and the bed is placed in the inner room... Well, do you want to drink something? Although I only have boiled water here."

Did you stop slapping your back... that's okay, this way, you can deal with today's affairs with less scruples.

"No, don't be busy," Maca sat down on the round stool by the table, and sighed, "You sit down too! In order not to waste too much time for Professor McGonagall, I will not I said it slowly..."

Seeing Maca's expression suddenly become more serious, Charlotte also keenly sensed some meaning in it. Although she still doesn't know exactly what happened, but in the end it will be related to herself, but it's not running away.

"Say it!"

She sat down on the other side of the small wooden table, choosing to listen rather than ask.

"It's like this," Maca first chose the wording, and then said, "Yesterday morning, someone came to your family and said that they want to bring you back to the family."

"Their reason is the past engagement."

No matter how far Maca can stretch his hand, he is careful not to overstep too much when it comes to the personal matters of his friends.

Therefore, even if he knew Charlotte's decision clearly, he had to give the other party the right to choose first. Otherwise, he would be sorry for Charlotte's slap that didn't land on his vest just now.

"And today," Maca continued, "to be precise, it is actually now—Augustin has arrived."

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