Chapter 800 I Only Represent Myself

Mario doesn't like cloudy days, because the darkness and depression will always remind him of himself.

As the heir of the Augustine family, those who can get in touch with him often feel envious of him, as if an identity represents countless wealth and brilliance.

But only Marius knew that his family was the same as him, and probably there was nothing else to describe it except this gloomy cloudy sky.

Inheritance? Inherit wealth? No, don't think about it, there is only a huge empty shell waiting for him that will collapse at some point.

The Augustine family, which arose around 400 AD, may become another poor creature who has fallen into the transformation of the magic world.

Marius looked up at the sky—it was about to rain.

"Ms. McGonagall, may I ask... Is Miss Witt coming out yet? If she doesn't want to get wet with the rain that is about to fall, I don't think I mind walking a few more steps and take the initiative to meet her."

He felt that his behavior should be regarded as polite enough, but if he couldn't wait for anyone, what should he do?

After all, this action was instructed by his father himself, and now it has nothing to do with his personal thoughts.

"I think she will come down soon." Professor McGonagall still has a calm look. Compared with the tough style in the past, now she is obviously more peaceful than Dumbledore, "Wait a while The most important thing, lady, is patience, isn't it?"

"Oh, you're right..."

Marius smiled naturally, no matter how embarrassed and eager he was, the social practice and practice from childhood to adulthood were enough for him to show a polite smile on any occasion.

But he knew that the real self in his heart was already impatient enough.

Yes, he once thought that Miss Charlotte Witt was very beautiful, and that was the first time in his history that he did not violate his original family planning.

At the moment when he knew that he was repented by the Werther family, he also felt a pity from the bottom of his heart.

But it's different now. Now he doesn't want to bother the girl who dared to escape from the family cage. Because he knew that he, who also wanted to escape but didn't take any action, was not worthy of the girl who had grasped her freedom.

But, maybe it is because of this that he is standing here now?

This is like a puppet without a soul, allowing the family to drag hands and feet to capture another similar person who has finally broken the string.

At that moment, why did I convey that deal to my father?

Whether this scene is sad or ridiculous.

The wind gradually picked up, blowing Mario's hair a little messy, just like his wavering heart at this moment.

"That's Miss Werther! She's out at last!"

A voice sounded from behind Mario, and it was unknown whether it was from the Augustine family or the Werther family. Ok! Whichever side it was, he didn't care too much.

Raising his hand to cover the flying hair, Mario looked far away in the direction of the castle, and there were two figures walking towards him side by side.

One of the girls was familiar to him—with a slim figure and a pretty face,

And that long hair swaying like oriental silk in the wind, who else could it be if not his former fiancée Charlotte Witte?

As for the other man, he was not much different from Charlotte in terms of height, but no one in the room would dare to underestimate him.

"Maka McClain."

After chanting the name silently, Marius secretly took a deep breath.

...

"Miss Witt, please forgive me for interrupting today, but—"

Just as Maca and Charlotte approached, they saw the handsome young man bowed slightly, and said the first words when they met.

But it was the first sentence that was interrupted by Charlotte as soon as she stretched out her hand.

"Sorry, if you want to discuss with me about the marriage contract, I think it's better to change to a place with fewer people!" She glanced at the group of people behind the other party and said expressionlessly, "Like this I don't think it takes too many witnesses for this sort of thing."

"This is a big event where two families marry each other! Do you understand what you are talking about?"

Regarding Charlotte's words, Mario, the person involved, was robbed by a middle-aged wizard before he could answer. Charlotte immediately glared at it coldly, but the other party just snorted nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about Charlotte's feelings.

Maca glanced at the wizard and frowned slightly.

"Are you a member of the Werther family?"

Most of the guys who came to Hogwarts yesterday to be important people didn't open their mouths, because the old butler Barnes and Noble was in front of him as a negotiating representative.

But even if they didn't speak, Maca still remembered those guys in detail. Now that he thought about it, he remembered that the middle-aged wizard was one of them.

"Yes." Hearing Maka's question, the man choked up a little, but quickly raised his voice again, "Mr. McLean, Charlotte is my niece... I taught my niece that you should also Do you care?"

"Well, didn't I make it clear enough yesterday?" Maca pointed to Charlotte, and then to Mario, and said loudly, "Today only the two of them are talking, and there is no need for others to speak. .”

"What did you say?" The other party pouted immediately, "Butler Barnes and Noble only said that he would pass it on to the Patriarch, but he didn't say that the Patriarch must agree—you know, this matter is just a family matter between our two families! Mike 'Professor Ryan,' you're taking it a little too far, aren't you?"

The guy who used to call Maca "Mr." now uses "Professor" again.

Obviously, he was turning a corner to remind Maca of his identity and position. If he looked into it deeply, it even contained a little warning.

In fact, according to the rules of the magic world, Maca is really not easy to intervene in this matter.

But then again, Maca, is he a person who obeys the rules?

"This... um, Mr. Witt?" He suddenly stretched his eyebrows again, and said indifferently, "Since your Patriarch disagrees with my suggestion, I think it's okay to meet today!"

"Maca?"

To be honest, Charlotte didn't know what Maca was going to do at the moment.

She understood before that Maca seemed to want to take the right to speak from her family, and then let her decide her future life path. But now, not long after the two sides met, the situation has already changed significantly.

As for our young master Augustine, he couldn't even find the time to speak.

"Don't worry, senior." Maca smiled at Charlotte, and said in a subtle tone, "The nature of this matter may have completely changed..."

While saying these words softly, he casually glanced at the group of people behind Mario — among those people, there was a face he was very familiar with.

"Hmm... her name is Miriam?"

Ewan Ravenclaw's subordinate, a witch who is good at Imperius Curse and stealth, Maca had followed her all the way before. It's just that for some reason, this woman is actually wearing that standard black robe today - is she afraid that some interested people will not recognize her identity?

Of course, for Maca, it's not the time to worry about these things yet. After having some ideas in his heart, he continued to speak:

"Everyone of the Witte family and the Augustine family, I'm sorry, please go back today!"

Before the words fell, another wizard stood out from the crowd and looked towards Maca with vacant eyes. Maca couldn't remember who this person was, but it seemed that he should be a member of the Augustine family.

"Professor McLean," the other party said coldly, "Excuse me, are you expelling us on behalf of Hogwarts? If this is the case, then we have to leave temporarily...just..."

Between power and power, there will always be friction of one kind or another, and this has never been a problem that can be easily solved by an individual's ability.

Even Dumbledore in the past could only deal with this contradiction in order to achieve the result he wanted.

But Maca is not Dumbledore. Although he also has a good view of the overall situation, he has never been a person who likes to strategize.

"No," Maca looked at the man and said, "Hogwarts is a school of magic, and it's just a school of magic. Don't say I can't represent Hogwarts, even if I could, it can't interfere with you two Every move of the family."

"What I can represent is only myself."

As soon as these words came out, how could the people of the two major families fail to understand the meaning? By saying this, Maca was simply emphasizing that what he did was only on behalf of the individual.

Which means...

"Mr. McLean, you are too arrogant, aren't you?"

I don't know who said such a sentence, but it seemed to express everyone's aspirations. Even McGonagall and Flitwick, who had been standing aside just now, cast stunned glances at Maca.

But Maca's expression didn't change at all.

"Maybe it's arrogance!" He said indifferently, "It's just that some people force me to be arrogant..."

As Maca spoke, he glanced at Augustine's man again. But almost no one knows that the "some people" in his sentence refers to other people.

Among the crowd, Miriam pulled the brim of her hood to cover her face a bit more. But under the shadow in the hood, a pair of bright eyes were quietly staring at Maca's face, and the meaning was little known.

"Maka McLean..." She chewed on the name secretly, and then pursed her lips, "No wonder the boss is so polite to him, just discovered my existence, and put me and Asa Have you seen through such a long deployment?"

Miriam was a little unsure, but Maca's sudden change in attitude made her have to believe it.

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