Chapter 507： doubt life

Chapter 507 Doubt about life

"My grandson, Mark, is now studying at Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Jonas pointed to the young man with freckles next to him and introduced to Albert: "I think you young people should have more topics to talk about!"

The corner of Albert's mouth twitched imperceptibly, he looked directly at the boy slightly older than himself, and greeted him in French: "Hi, I'm Albert Anderson, I'm studying at Hogwarts now. Cici School of Magic."

Mark was stunned for a moment, and after getting a signal from Jonas, he brought Albert to a corner of the room and introduced himself: "I'm Mark Schmidt. Are you coming to Germany for vacation, Albert?"

Mark was curious, it was the first time he met students from other magic schools.

"No, we are just passing through Germany. Mr. Serra said he would come over to visit an old friend." Albert turned towards the old man not far away, pouted angrily and explained, "Probably also introduced Mr. Jonas to me by the way. know the meaning."

"Introduce my grandpa to you?"

Mark was a little confused for a while, but soon turned his attention to another matter, "Mr. Serra?"

He noticed Albert's address to the old man, and opened his mouth slightly, "I thought..."

"No, no, Mr. Serra and I only met in letters at first, so he should barely be regarded as half of my teacher." Albert thought for a while and said, "My elders knew him, so they let me and Mr. Serra know each other. Come out and learn a lot.”

Mark suddenly didn't know what to say. He couldn't understand why Albert's family could rest assured that their children would go out with other people.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is weird.

However, Mark is also a relatively talkative person, and he quickly led the topic to other places.

"What kind of place is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?"

"very funny."

Albert recalled it for a while, and said seriously, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts was cursed by a strong dark wizard, causing the class to have to change professors every year, and the professors who came to the school were various Every year, it brings unexpected surprises to students.”

"Oh, that's too bad. This has never happened at Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Albert could hear a strong sense of pride from Mark's tone, "By the way, can you play wizard chess?"

"meeting."

"Then let's play the next game!" Mark introduced excitedly, "Tomorrow, France will hold an international wizard chess competition, and I will also participate in it."

"Oh, that's awesome."

However, he didn't care about the other party's ostentatious tone, but was a little curious about Mark's wizard chess level.

Because the number of wizards is small, and none of them are professional, Albert seriously doubts the level of the contestants.

Mark did not know where to get the chessboard, so he played chess with Albert with great interest.

"What kind of school is Beauxbatons?" Albert continued the topic just now.

"Beauxbaton Castle?" Mark casually said, "It's located in the mountains, um, the Pyrenees. Anyone who has visited the school will be attracted by the magically created gardens and the castle surrounded by lawns. "

"Do you use French?" Albert asked.

"Yes, everyone needs to learn French." Mark was quite excited when talking about his school, "French students are the majority in the college. Of course..."

He frowned and looked at the chessboard, realizing that the situation was not good for him.

After thinking for a long time, Mark continued, "Among my classmates are students from Spain, Portugal, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, and Belgium. I originally planned to go to the Durmstrang School of Magic, but that school has a very good reputation in recent years. Oops, so my family sent me to France. To be honest, French is hard to learn, it took me a long time to learn it, I envy you that you can speak French fluently."

This is the pain point of transnational study.

You need to learn the local language, otherwise you can't communicate at all, and Mark suffered a lot for this.

"Well, I'm very talented in languages." Albert looked at the changes on the chessboard. Mark's Wizard Chess level is not bad, but it's just not bad, slightly higher than Ron Weasley.

In Albert's impression, Bard is the best wizard chess player, and his chess skills are also honed during that time with Bard. "

"you win."

Mark asked dryly, "Are all Hogwarts students good at wizard chess?"

"No, the level is very average."

"If you go to the International Wizard Chess Competition, you will definitely get good results."

"Someone said similar things to me." Albert didn't care whether he won or not, and continued, "Tell me about your school."

"During the banquet at Beauxbaton Castle, the forest fairies will serenade the students... During Christmas, the auditorium will be filled with huge glittering ice sculptures that won't melt..." Mark said mysteriously, "However, Beauxbaton The most representative one is the fountain in the garden, which has healing and beauty abilities. On it are the statues of Nicole Lemay and Perenal Lemay. The fountain is named after them. You know Nicole Lemay Who are Lemay and Perenal Lemay!"

"Of course." Albert nodded, "I know them."

"Many people know them." Mark said, obviously not realizing the meaning of Albert's words, "Let's play another round!"

"Does the spring water really have healing and beauty abilities?" Albert knew what Mark was thinking and didn't care, but continued to ask.

"I don't know." Mark shook his head and said, "Students are not allowed to approach the fountain, but there will still be girls who will steal some spring water."

Soon he stopped talking and focused all his attention on the chessboard. It was obvious that Mark wanted to win, but...

He still lost, a bit badly.

After losing five games in a row, Mark began to doubt himself, whether it is wise to participate in the international wizard chess competition at his own level.

Albert casually comforted a few words, then dropped Mark and went to chat with the two old people of Serra, and asked him about some things he was curious about, such as the transfer door.

Before leaving, Albert got a price list from Jonas.

"Mark, what do you think of Albert?" Jonas sent two guests away, looked at his grandson, and asked.

"A very powerful person."

"Um, that's normal, he's a genius, a real genius." Jonas looked at his grandson and reminded, "Having a good relationship with him won't do you any harm."

"I don't think I will participate in the international wizard chess competition." Mark said suddenly.

"Why."

"I lost." Mark said with a wry smile, "I lost five games in a row, so I don't think it's better not to go to the international wizard chess competition to be ashamed."

"Mark, it's not terrible to lose. What's terrible is that you don't even have the courage to fight." Jonas looked at his grandson and said seriously.

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