Chapter 546

Marca was invited to the busbarton School of witchcraft and wizardry in France, representing both Hogwarts and himself. In order to maintain her image in front of those French wizards who attach importance to decency, Maka specially dressed up and wrapped herself into a handsome young man with full style.

ok In terms of his constant height and his appearance, which is always smaller than his actual age, he can only be called a "teenager" in any way!

In order to highlight his personal attention to Hogwarts, he also specially selected a Thestral carriage as the basis for his appearance. The magic Hogwarts School emblem on the carriage looks glittering, and the four animals representing the four colleges are vivid and vivid. It is as eye-catching as it should be.

Now he is most afraid of swagger, because this time he used to talk to busbarton about participating in discussions, but in fact he went to face-to-face negotiations to compete for interests. He put on this airs first. At that time, regardless of whether he can obtain advantages or not, at least the disadvantages will be reduced.

At that time, there were all important figures in the magic world. In addition to Mrs. Maxim and the old housekeeper of LeMay's family, there would probably be guys such as the president of the International Federation of wizards and famous and powerful wizards in various countries. Just imagine it and you can guess that the scene will definitely be quite chaotic.

At a time when the surface is pleasant and the undercurrent is turbulent under the water, his name of defeating the Dark Lord may not easily give him the first chance.

Of course, before going to busbarton, he had to prepare some time in advance to visit someone in Paris.

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To put it bluntly, the exquisitely decorated Thestral carriage is at best a facade decoration. Maka naturally doesn't need it to travel. After taking the carriage to the French border with the help of the door key, he got into the car with the phantom curse and flew all the way to brova fort.

The Royal Castle, which covers a huge area, has been long lost to Maka. The scattered Castle buildings are combined with each other, but they belong to different architectural styles. Walking in the meantime, it seems that even time is changing, which makes Maka recall the scenes when she first came here.

Because of the particularity of its barrier isolated from the Muggle world, all wizards visiting brova Fort must walk to enter. The entrance is only on one staircase, and no other place can get to the real space in the fort.

Maka followed the route in her memory slowly. Soon, he saw the spiral staircase. The steps are covered with a red carpet with exquisite embroidered edges, which sets off the white marble steps themselves more and more like gold and jade.

He felt it when he stood on the left and right of the stairs, and then directly stretched out his hand and patted on the handrail. Suddenly, the whole spiral staircase began to fade layer by layer, extending to the top of the stairs.

After the stairs were completely changed, another slight magic wave shook him quietly. Maka knows that the Muggle world is finally connected with the real internal space of brova fort.

He no longer waited, gently raised his feet and stepped on the translucent steps. While feeling his magic slightly resonating with it, he himself gradually began to disappear. In the space behind this, it is a wizard field that Muggles can never reach.

As he walked up, he soon came to a gate. The door was open at the moment, and a maid who didn't look very old stood on the inside of the door. When she saw him, she saluted politely.

"Hello, sir, do you have any reservation here?" the other party asked softly in French.

"Can you speak English?" Marca smiled politely at her. "I'm Marca McLean of Hogwarts, um... An old friend of your master?"

"Please... Please wait a moment."

The maid blinked. After another salute, she immediately turned and went in. Maka watched her leave and said that she was mostly looking for someone, but he didn't know whether the other party understood his words.

He remembered that the old housekeeper of the Bulova family could speak fluent English. As for these maids, they might not be very proficient.

The servants of the brova family were the kind with high efficiency. It was not long before the maid invited the old housekeeper out without incident. Speaking of, this is also an old acquaintance. When they meet each other, they both look very happy.

"Mr. McLean, come on, please come in -" the old housekeeper warmly invited, "the master has known your visit. He is in the study now. I'll take you there!"

"Willy... Where's your lady? How's she?" asked Marca, following the old housekeeper's footsteps.

"Miss is very good, but the master has been unwilling to let her go out since she came home last time." the old housekeeper shook his head gently and said, "I can see that Miss wants to go back to Hogwarts to continue her studies."

"Mr. brova is right. Some time ago, the British magic world was not safe as a whole, and it was right not to let her pass." Marca nodded. "But then, Willie should be all right..."

In the latter sentence, he said it to himself.

At first, in the underground vault of the dark spirit Pavilion, Willie took the initiative to untie the seal on her body, release the inexplicable curse power, and untie a dead end against Maka. After that, her father took her directly back to the castle to try to re seal it. It is said that the probability of success is unknown.

Of course, according to the strange blood curse effect of the brova family, even if she couldn't seal again, Willie didn't worry about her life. On the contrary, the curse is more like an uncontrollable killing move, because the people around her must die under the curse.

If you have to make an analogy, today's Maka can't help feeling that it may be more like the effect type of the ancient magic mirror before. Let's see that it looks like a large-scale disaster acting on the soul, which can make people unconsciously kill each other, and its power is infinite.

"Mr. McLean's activity has been known by our families who don't go out much in France. Although it may not be safe before, now the British magic world has been eliminated. When seeing these news, the master can't help praising your magic strength..." the old housekeeper sighed, "You know, my master seldom praises others."

Listening to the old housekeeper, Maka immediately recalled the end of the field war between him and Willie's father.

Although he was a little timid in that fight, he didn't finish it in the end. But he also admired the extraordinary stronghold Lord brova.

That guy not only learned the ancient seal magic handed down by his family, but also suspected to master the ancient summoning art. When it comes to the real big scene group war, the opponent's deterrent is definitely much greater than Maka, who is more inclined to single duel.

Some ancient books have recorded that most ancient magic was rough and powerful, and played surprisingly on the battlefield. That's true.

While chatting casually with the old housekeeper, Maka followed the other party to turn left and right in the big castle. After walking for more than ten minutes, she found that she had entered a quite wide study.

This study alone has three floors. Looking up from the bottom, there are stairs and one-sided corridors on both sides. Except for a desk in the bottom floor where Maka is at this time, the rest of the space is occupied by bookshelves.

For wizards, the most important thing is knowledge. Most of the carriers of knowledge are all kinds of books and papers of different thickness. In a wizard family with deep heritage, the biggest place is usually the study, unless the family has long given up the accumulation of magic and changed to other directions.

Just opposite the door where Maka came in, Mr. blova could be seen sitting behind his desk and looking at him calmly.

"Hello, Mr. brova." after all, Maka is a junior. It's not too much to say hello first.

"McLean... Well, Mr. McLean," Boulevard hesitated for some reason, but changed his mouth, "I'm very welcome if you can come to Boulevard - come on! Please sit down!"

In Marca's impression, Willie's father gives people a feeling of considerable conceit. Probably no one can make him show a pleasant look except the baby daughter.

But now, he felt a raw enthusiasm in each other's words and deeds.

"It's my honor to be your guest." no matter how curious, it's not easy to show any impolite behavior in front of Willie's father. Marca politely walked forward and sat down at the round table, "Mr. brova, I'm also on business this time. I'll drop in to see Willie - I'm very sorry I haven't been able to find a time since I last said goodbye!"

"No, Mr. McLean, you don't have to be so polite." Mr. brova sat behind his desk and smiled. "I still know something about what you did in the English magic world - I'm very happy to kill Voldemort. Seriously, if I hadn't been worried about my little girl, I would have dealt with him!"

"Although Mr. brova didn't come in person, I've heard of you attacking Death Eaters through some influence," Maka smiled. "With your help, we can sort out the black wizard forces lurking under the water so quickly that I can draw more strength to concentrate on eliminating the Death Eaters' strongholds."

In fact, with the order of the Phoenix and some low-level wizards as intelligence gathering Maka, it is not just "heard". Some forces have even penetrated into the British Ministry of magic, and behind it, there may be the influence of the forces launched by brova fort.

To be honest, the power disputes in the magic world are really unclear for a while.