Chapter 796

The debate has come to the stage of winning or losing. No one dares to answer Elton's sharp questions. If the reformers can't respond, today's debate will end with the victory of the Conservatives.

At this time, someone suddenly broke into the meeting.

Everyone's eyes fell on the strange combination at the door. The short haired young man and the half elf girl seemed to have nothing to do with the debate, so they didn't understand why they were here.

"Who is he?"

Elton looks at McGonagall coldly. If he can end the debate with one word today, his reputation in the academic circle will rise sharply. He will not be in a good mood when he is disturbed at such a moment.

"Is he the cook at the palace banquet yesterday?"

Elma was a little stunned, looking at the father and daughter standing at the door. Yesterday he also attended the Palace Banquet. Of course, the father and daughter who made the most of the show still remember it, but they didn't expect to see them here today. Is it the debate contest today? Did you invite him to cook?

"Yes, he didn't cook well for his majesty. Why did he come here?" Eroy frowned at MEG.

The reformers are also full of doubts about who the intruder is.

"Miss Luna."

Amy hugged the duckling, who was a little bit down, and said hello to Luna, who was standing at the door with a smile.

"Amy, Mr. McGonagall." Luna was full of tension, and there was a smile on her purple face. Although it was later than the appointed time, MEG came after all, and the debate was not over.

"Sorry for the delay on the way."

McGonagall nodded his head in apology. Breakfast was not made by himself. It was always difficult to choose. He was always a punctual man.

"This way, Mr. McGonagall, please." Byron stood up and looked at McGonagall, smiling.

"All right." MEG motioned Amy to stand next to Luna, and he walked towards Byron.

Elton was not happy and said, "Lord Byron, what do you mean? System duel is still in progress, how can we let irrelevant people interrupt at will? What's more, he is still a cook who doesn't know how to count. Do you want a cook to come on the stage to help you debate? "

The old-fashioned people gave out a burst of laughter and looked at McGonagall with disdain. Does a cook know how to count? Aren't they the same as chefs?

"Mr. McGonagall is not only the chef who won the honor of the best dishes at the Palace Banquet, but also the proposer of McMillan's multiplication formula table. It is precisely because of his excellent research that the promotion of arithmetic has become so simple that there is a debate on the decimal system. " Byron looked at MEG with admiration and said, "how can he be called an irrelevant person? Who is more qualified to sit here than him? Today he is our sixth debater! "

"Is he Mr. McGonagall who came up with the McMillan multiplication table?" Lister's eyes sparked.

The simple and catchy formula contains amazing wisdom. The person who can put forward such an exquisite formula should be an old and wise scholar in his mind, but he never thought he was such a young man of his age.

When the reformers heard the words, they were shocked one after another.

If they didn't marvel at the subtlety of McMillan's multiplication formula table, which almost overturned their understanding of arithmetic, how could they switch to the decimal camp in such a short time and try to carry out a system reform as a rebel.

And the person who put forward such a clever formula table is so young, and... Is he a cook?

Being praised like this by Byron, people present can't help looking at McGonagall again. Being able to get the best dishes at the Palace Banquet represents that his attainments as a chef are at the top level.

And what kind of ability does such a cook have in arithmetic?

Elton looked at McGonagall with a sneer on his face and said, "no wonder your so-called multiplication table is so vulgar. It was originally made by a chef. It seems that I had looked at this table high at the beginning. If I had known that it was a saliva song made by a chef in the kitchen, I would never have participated in this debate."

They were born in the nobility, and scholars naturally have a sense of superiority. Even in the face of ordinary nobility, they all have a sense of being superior to each other, not to mention that each other is just a vulgar cook.

Even the people of the reformers look a little unnatural.

Byron didn't reveal much about McGonagall from beginning to end. They didn't even know his age, let alone his career.

Working hard for the formula put forward by a chef, for those of them who have already had a place in the academic world, it's hard to avoid feeling absurd.

"Catchy is the basis of wide spread. For basic education, it means whether it can be copied infinitely and promoted rapidly." McGonagall stopped in front of the stage, looked at Elton and said with a smile, "basic arithmetic is a practical subject, not a pretentious art. If you just try to close the door, study the two digit multiplication that three-year-old children can easily solve as a profound arithmetic, and praise each other in the circle to satisfy your poor self-esteem, then this layer of shame cloth will soon be torn open by the decimal and multiplication formula table. "

McGonagall glanced at the five old men on the stage and the Conservatives in white in the hall, with a smile of mockery. "So, are you already afraid? Are you afraid that the ordinary people you call stupid people will be able to easily answer the answers you need to rack your brains to work out one day? When that damned sense of superiority disappears, it should be very uncomfortable, right? "

Conservatives are all changing colors. McGonagall's words are like knives. Every sentence is so sharp that people feel uncomfortable.

Change is a disturbing thing. Those new things are strange and alert, so they are more willing to stay in this familiar safe area. No matter how good the new things are, as long as they stay in the safe area, they can continue to maintain their present state and stand in the position of being looked up to.

The eyes of the reformers brightened up. During this period, they were almost rubbed on the ground by each other. Moreover, they were all the leaders in the academic circle. They were even more cautious in their speeches. How could McGonagall be so eloquent? They couldn't help but want to say hello!

Elton pointed at McGonagall and said angrily, "you... You... You talk nonsense! If a three-year-old can work out the multiplication of two digits, I will stop writing and go home today! However, if you talk nonsense, you will tell the world that your so-called multiplication formula table is just nonsense! "

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