The debate had come to a decisive stage, and no one dared to answer Elton's sharp question, and if the reformists could not respond, then today's debate would end in the victory of the old school.

At this moment, someone suddenly broke into the venue.

All eyes fell on the strange pair at the door, the short-haired young man and the half-elf girl seemed to have nothing to do with the debate match, so they were even more puzzled as to why they were here.

"Who is he?"

Elton looked at McGonagall coldly, if he could end this debate with a single word today, his reputation in the academic world would surely skyrocket, and he would not be in a good mood to be disturbed at such a moment.

"He's the chef at yesterday's palace banquet?"

Irma was slightly stunned, looking at the father and daughter standing at the door, he also participated in the palace banquet yesterday, of course the father and daughter who were out of the limelight still remember, but they didn't expect to see the two of them here again today, could it be that today's debate competition is still a meal? Specially asked him to cook?

"Yes, he can't cook well for His Majesty the King, why did he come here?" Eloy frowned at McGonagall.

The people on the reformist side were also full of doubts, and they didn't know who this guy who suddenly broke in.

"Luna-sensei."

Amy hugged the ugly duckling, who was sliding a little downward, and greeted Luna with a smile as she stood in the doorway.

"Amy, Mr. McGonagall." A smile appeared on Luna's already nervous purple face, although it was later than the agreed time, but McGonagall still came, and the debate was not over yet.

"Sorry for the delay."

McGonagall nodded apologetically, breakfast wasn't made by herself, it always felt a little difficult to choose, he had always been a punctual person.

"Mr. McGonagall, please." Byron stood up and looked at McGonagall with a smile on her face.

"Okay." McGonagall motioned for Amy to stand by Luna's side first, and she walked towards Byron.

Elton said with some displeasure: "Lord Byron, what do you mean by this?" The base duel is still ongoing, how can you let irrelevant people and others interrupt at will? What's more, you're still a chef who doesn't know how to count, do you still want a chef to come on the stage to help you debate? ”

The old-fashioned man let out a burst of laughter, and looked at McGonagall with some disdain, how can a chef still know how to count? Aren't they just like chefs?

"Mr. McGonagall is not only the chef who won the award for the best dish at the palace banquet, but also the author of the McRice multiplication formula. It is because of his excellent research that it has made it so easy to promote arithmetic, which is why this debate on the base system has been created. Byron looked at McGonagall and said with admiration, "How can he be called an unrelated person?" Is there anyone more qualified to sit here than him? Today he is our sixth debater! ”

"Is he the one Mr. McGonagall who came up with the McMill multiplication formula?!" Liszt's eyes lit up.

There is an astonishing wisdom in the simple and catchy formula, and the person who can come up with such a subtle mantra should be an old and wise scholar in his mind, but he would never think that he would be such a young man of his age.

When the reformists heard this, their eyes also showed shock.

If it weren't for the fact that they were amazed at the subtlety of the McRice multiplication formula, which almost upended their perception of arithmetic, how could they have switched to the decimal camp in such a short period of time, trying to carry out a decimal reform as a kind of rebel.

And the man who came up with such a subtle mantra was so young and ...... Still a chef?

Being praised by Byron like this made everyone present look at McGonagall again, and being able to win the honor of the best dish at the palace banquet means that his attainments as a chef are already at the top level.

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

Elton looked at McGonagall and said mockingly: "No wonder your so-called multiplication formula table is so vulgar, it turned out to be the hand of a chef, it seems that I still looked up to this formula table at the beginning, if I had known that this is a chef's saliva song in the kitchen, I would never have participated in this debate." ”

The faces of the people on the conservative side also showed some sense of superiority, they were born in the aristocracy, and scholars naturally had a sense of superiority, even in the face of ordinary nobles, they had a sense of superiority than the other party, not to mention that the other party was just a vulgar chef.

Even the people on the reformist side looked a little unnatural.

Byron never revealed much about McGonagall, and they didn't even know his age, let alone his profession.

Working for a chef's mantra inevitably feels a little ridiculous for those of them who already have a place in academia.

"Catchiness is the basis for wide dissemination, and for basic education, it means being able to be replicated infinitely and quickly promoted." McGonagall stopped in front of the high platform, looked at Elton and smiled, "Basic arithmetic is a practical subject, not some pretending to be an advanced art. If you just try to study two-digit multiplication, which can be easily solved by a three-year-old, as an advanced arithmetic, and praise each other in circles to satisfy your poor self-esteem, the fig leaf will soon be torn apart by the decimal system and the multiplication formula. ”

McGonagall's gaze swept over the five old men on the stage, as well as the white-clad conservatives in the hall, and her smile was a little mocking, "So, are you already scared?" Are you afraid that one day the ordinary people you call fools will be able to easily answer the answer that you need to rack your brains to figure out? When the damn sense of superiority disappears, it must be very uncomfortable, right? ”

The conservatives changed color in unison, and McGonagall's words were like knives, every sentence so sharp that it made people feel uncomfortable.

Change is an unsettling thing, and those new things are strange and wary, so they prefer to continue to stay in this familiar safe zone, no matter how good the new thing is, as long as they stay in the safe zone, they can continue to maintain their current state and stand in the position of being looked up to.

The eyes of the reformists lit up, and during this time, they were almost pressed to the ground and rubbed by each other, and the other party was a champion in the academic world, and he was even more cautious in his speech.

Elton's beard trembled and pointed at McGonagall and said angrily, "You...... You...... You are talking nonsense! If a three-year-old child can calculate the multiplication of two digits, I will close my pen and go home today! However, if you are talking nonsense, then you will tell the world that your so-called multiplication formula table is nothing more than gibberish! ”

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