Chapter 1615

"Mr. McLean, give me little Delphi! Aren't you going out later? Eat something yourself and don't patronize and feed her..."

As Helen spoke, she came over and reached for the small bowl of fish paste in the hands of little Delphi and Marca. Although Maka said it was nothing, she let her take it.

Watching Helen take little Delphi back to her seat and hug and feed one by one with Cathy, Maka couldn't help smiling happily.

"Oh, today's Stewed potatoes taste good!"

French food is well-known all over the world. Even if everyone's interest is not very high at the moment, they feel much better after tasting so many delicious dishes.

Therefore, even if it is only at the table that we can relax our deep heart more, Mr. brova specially told us that the meals in recent days need to be prepared more carefully.

As at lunch, neither Marca nor Mr. blova mentioned any disappointing topics during the meal. Everyone ate and chatted about irrelevant things. Even Marca casually revealed some strange hobbies about Dumbledore, which made Mr. brova smile.

Unfortunately, even if everyone cherishes this rare warmth and harmony, the dinner will end.

When Maka saw that the sunset outside the window had completely faded and night fell again, he was the last to put down his dessert spoon, picked up a wet towel and wiped his mouth stained with some chocolate paste.

"Marca, are you leaving now?"

Seeing Hermione's subconscious question, Maka nodded immediately.

"Yes! I'll be back as soon as I finish my work. I'm counting on a good sleep tonight!"

With that said, he nodded slightly at Mr. brova and everyone, and then asked Kingsley and Delphi to leave first and go straight to the gate.

Seeing this, the servant guarding the door quickly opened the door for them.

Before long, the three figures disappeared at the door under the attention of the people.

"I heard... This time Maka is going to see the Muggle queen?"

A moment later, Ginny asked softly.

"Well," said Hermione, "the queen seems to want to ask Maka for some help... Oh no, I think it should be called... 'cooperation'?"

As she said this, she couldn't help glancing at Mr. blova, who was the Lord, and then saw that the other party nodded slightly at herself.

At present, most of those sitting at this long table are obviously not stupid. Although we can't figure out too deep truth from Hermione's sentence, we can at least understand the current attitude of the queen of England.

And then I heard Ron say:

"You said... What kind of cooperation would it be?"

To be honest, it's not difficult to answer Ron's question, because as long as Marca is willing, he can give each other a lot of help.

Just for this reason, it is quite difficult to guess the right answer.

Everyone, including Hermione, thought for a long time in their seats, and finally turned their eyes to the deepest Mr. brova.

"Don't look at me like that," Willie's father shook his head. "If you can guess McLean's idea at random, wouldn't it be easy to take precautions with halber's wisdom?"

Obviously, he lied, because he had already known Maka's general plan direction when talking to each other.

"Well, let's break up... According to McLean, there should be no danger in Paris at present. It's still early now. If I'm not sleepy - I'm going to sit in the opera house. Do you want to go with me?"

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Willie's father is at brova castle. As long as halbo hasn't recovered to his peak, Maka is actually more relieved.

After all, there is still the mysterious seal magic in the inheritance of the brova family. If he makes every effort to deal with Haier Bo, he may be more time-consuming than Maka!

"Let's go! Go and go back quickly. Today... I'm afraid it won't take long."

After leaving the inner side of brova castle, Maka nodded to Kingsley, raised her left hand and spread it in front of Delphi.

Seeing this, the latter immediately put his hand on it, and the next moment the three disappeared together from the stairs of brova castle.

Delphi, who was slightly uncomfortable with the movement of the spatial level because she became a Muggle, suddenly looked up and saw a manor located in the night.

The three of them just appeared on the stone road leading to the entrance of the manor.

"Do you feel a little cold?"

With a wave of her hand, Maka made Delphi a flannelette cloak over her shoulder, and then led her and Kingsley along the road.

"It's located in the north, and the manor is a little higher, which will be colder than the south." Marca explained to her as she walked. "However, this is probably the farthest place from London in the manor owned by the royal family. In addition, Hogwarts is in the North... This is indeed a safer place in Britain."

Of course, now Hogwarts castle has become ruins - when talking about it, Maka's face obviously flashed a gray, but he took two steps ahead and didn't let Delphi and Kingsley see it.

Soon, the three had come to the gate of the manor.

"Well... Since her majesty needs to be reserved, let's follow the rules first!" makaton paused and motioned to Kingsley.

After listening, the latter immediately understood what he meant and knocked on the doorbell alone.

"The wizard, Mr. Marca McLean, came to meet the Muggle queen."

This is naturally said to the guards behind the door. If you look closely, you can find that there are even some figures of witches among the guards closer to the Manor - that is part of the wizard guards specially trained by old bishop Davidson for the royal family.

However, to be honest, the old man may have a good level of magic, but he is obviously not a good magic teacher.

Not to mention these, the two guards standing on the side closest to the door obviously knew Kingsley, and the queen seemed to have orders for a long time.

When they heard Kingsley's words, they immediately opened the gate gently.

"Your Majesty has already had dinner and has been waiting in the main hall for a long time. Please come in..."