(A modification was made, changing the sharing of worldly power in the previous chapter to "sharing support.")
Two days after Christmas, it was dark and dim outside the window, with goose feather-like snowflakes falling occasionally. The snow gradually piled up, even reaching the third step in front of the castle.
Verne stood in front of the mirror, letting the magical image in the mirror shatter his own attire. Now he was wearing an indigo robe, and his originally loose hair was slightly combed, making him look Handsome, upright, and charming.
In less than two-quarters of an hour, he must set off to a coastal villa in Cheshire, England, to attend a dinner hosted by the Tesheim family.
In fact, when Freske sent the invitation letter two weeks ago, Verne had no intention of attending the meeting because he believed that as a school teacher, it would be offensive if he privately participated in a gathering of students' families. Doubtful, not to mention that as far as he knew, he seemed to be the only one in Hogwarts who had received the invitation letter.
However, not long after he declined, he received an invitation letter written by his senior, Gage, hoping that he would go to Tesheim's villa to talk. Under such pressure, he changed his mind. idea and agreed to attend the meeting.
When Verne hesitated for a few seconds before hanging up a decorative breastplate, he was finally ready to leave for Cheshire. He first applied for the right to use a fireplace temporarily out of school, came to a relay station in Diagon Alley, and found senior Gage in decent and noble clothes among the scattered crowd.
"Long time no see, Gage."
"Long time no see, Verne. If you hadn't said hello first, I would have hardly recognized you." Gage looked up and down at Verne with admiring eyes. "We haven't seen you for a few years. You have changed so much." !" He glanced at the other party's size vaguely.
"Oh? Then I have to admit, maybe my puberty came later than others, which is why you almost didn't recognize me." Verne smiled.
Gage smiled heartily: "Verne, you are still so humorous. This reminds me of what you once said when faced with a test from your tutor: 'Put a pair of French and English friends together, and the English will give A Frenchman gives a hug, and a Frenchman will give an Englishman a hug and a kiss on the cheek.¡¯ These words still impress me to this day!¡±
Seeing Gage, who was usually strict and self-possessed in his memory, suddenly act so affectionately, Verne felt a little confused. Perhaps sensing his confusion, Gage suddenly sighed: "Verne, today I have to say thank you. Since the private label I manage was in poor operation two years ago, I have brought in financial support from Tersheim, and I have indirectly become the alchemist of their family. So before, Freske When you asked me to come to the banquet, I had to help."
Verne was stunned for a moment, and then felt a little emotional in his heart. In order to survive, there are really many unsatisfactory rules in this world that must be followed. He said politely: "Gage, you are too polite. There is no need to thank you. In fact, I also want to go to Tesheim's villa to have a look, but because of my status, I can't help but feel embarrassed." Just come."
Hearing this, Gage smiled gratefully and said, "Follow me first." He took Verne's left arm. After a while, the two of them came to a vast beach. Although the cold sea breeze kept blowing, But because of the "warmth spell", they were only slightly cool, but they didn't feel the biting chill.
Gage looked around, tapped his wand at the same time, and set up a crude isolation formation. He said softly: "Verne, even though the patriarch of Tesheim, Bifrons, told me that he was against He is very interested in the 'Fantasy Beast Type I' you designed, so he invites you to the dinner. But in fact, his guest list also includes many pure-blood nobles from various countries, and most of them are racists. If I come to trouble you, please be more patient." Gage looked at Verne with apologetic eyes. He knew that it was not honest to say these words at this time, but he had no choice but to obey orders and could only do his best. That¡¯s all.
After saying that, the two of them walked towards the top of the beach together. After passing through a windbreak, a tall, elegant and gorgeous villa came into view. At the same time, Verne also felt that the magic elements around him became sluggish and heavy. Although it would not affect normal spellcasting, he could not use space witchcraft such as "Phantom Movement".
After walking for a while, Verne and Gage arrived at the gate of the manor. After handing the invitation to the waiter for review, the two got on a horse pulled by a flying horse called "Esserone". The carriage headed towards the villa just over five hundred yards away.
As soon as he stepped onto the spacious marble stairs in front of the villa, he saw the waiters in the aisles bowing to each other in unison. Gage glanced at Verne worriedly, but found that the other person did not show any embarrassment at all, and still looked calm. Feng Qing's appearance made her feel at ease.
?Just as he entered the dinner venue, Verne heard a hearty laugh. After he caught a glimpse of the man's appearance, he hurriedly said hello to Gage, ignoring the other person's hesitation. With a look on his face, he strode towards a tall old man with white beard.
After the conversation just now, Verne was already unhappy with Gage's actions. Although he could understand the other person's desire to please the superior but unwilling to offend his companions, understanding did not mean understanding, so When he discovered that there was another familiar figure in the venue, he excused himself and refused to leave.
"Good night, Mr. Carmichael."
Hearing Verne's greetings, the white-bearded old man stopped his conversation with a beautiful mature woman, turned his head slightly in surprise, and after seeing the face of the visitor clearly, he suddenly smiled and said: "This is not an ordinary person." Erna, I didn't expect you to show up here!" He blinked, "It's a pity that Erna didn't come today, she went to France to discuss business."
"What a pity, I'm still wondering if she is hiding again." Verne sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Mr. Carmichael laughed loudly and said: "It is true that Oona hates this kind of scene of drinking and drinking, but if she knew that you were here today, she would definitely be an exception."
Hearing this, Verne's face froze and he said: "Mr. Carmichael, you really like to joke By the way, what kind of business makes Ona not even have a holiday for Christmas? It's so hard ¡¡±
"Hmph!" Mr. Carmichael raised his eyebrows before Verne finished speaking and shouted coldly: "Boy, don't try to change the subject. Is there something wrong with my granddaughter that makes you unwilling to accept her feelings? ? Indeed, she is a little older than you, but you are much more mature than the average person of the same age. Isn¡¯t this just right? I"
Listening to Mr. Carmichael's nagging scolding, Verne could only bow his head and accept the lesson, and secretly hated himself for being ignorant and asking for trouble. At the same time, he was feeling a little guilty deep in his heart. In the past two years, Verne has long been aware of Oona's feelings for him, but love cannot be forced. Sometimes he has thought about trying to accept it, but he always shrinks back at the last moment out of fear.
He cherishes his relationship with Oona too much, but this "relationship" is not love.
? **winged-horse (Pegasus), Ministry of Magic classification level: xx-xxxx, Pegasus exists all over the world. There are many different breeds of Pegasus, including Rune (an extremely strong, large silver-maned horse), Iseron (a chestnut-maned Pegasus common in Britain and Ireland), Glaling (a A Pegasus with a gray body and extremely fast movements) and the rare Black Magic Star (a black Pegasus with the ability to be invisible, considered by many wizards to be an unlucky thing). Since Pegasus is always with the Hippogriff, owners of Pegasus are required to cast a Disillusionment Charm on them every once in a while.