Melodious music, warm fires, pleasant light, and fragrant refreshments.

At a time when the whole of London was just suffering, this elegant and noble afternoon tea seemed a little out of place.

The contrast is particularly strong when you come from the hustle and bustle of the outside to this spacious and quiet room.

Looking at the graceful queen sitting in the delicate back chair, Maca inadvertently raised her eyebrows slightly, and then went with Akinbad.

Joining us here today for this afternoon tea are Old Bishop Davidson, and President Scrimgeur, an old acquaintance of Maca.

Well, not to mention the old bishop's calm old face with a little curiosity, the anxiety in Scrimthour's expression was much more obvious than the other two.

Seeing Maca and Akinbad coming together, the queen and the old bishop immediately got up and walked around the table and greeted them.

When Scrimgeour saw it, he seemed to be a little slow and half-beat, and he paused for a moment before he remembered that he should follow.

"Good afternoon, three! You see, I finally got someone on time! "Oh, Mr. Scrimgeoour must be more familiar with Mr. McLean than I am, so please forgive me for not giving you two anything to say—"

Arkinbad first greeted him, and then said to the old bishop and the queen:

"This is the youngest professor in the history of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Mr. Marca McLean, there are many anecdotes about him, I won't talk about it for now, I think we can have a good conversation when we sit down for tea!"

As Akinbad introduced, Maca smiled and nodded at the two "big names" who had a very high status in the Muggle world, but did not say anything for the time being.

Seeing this, Akinbad, who was beside him, immediately turned back and introduced Maca:

"This lady is the current Queen of England, and I believe I need not describe it superfluously; And the old gentleman sitting here is the previous head of the Davidson family in the British wizarding world, who has served as the Archbishop of Canterbury in the Muggle world for more than twenty years......"

"Of course, he's a wizard, and he's a good student of ancient magic - McLean, I think you'll have something to talk about."

Seeing that Akinbad was finished, this time it was the queen who took the initiative to extend her hand and invite:

"Mr. McLean, please come and sit down! To be honest, I'd rather sit with you wizards. Because in front of you, I can often enjoy a leisurely afternoon tea time more relaxed, without having to think about my identity and etiquette all the time......"

She said so, but she could still see her "elegance" that had been carved into her bones with every move. Although, Maca felt a little uncomfortable with this seemingly calm sense of restraint anyway.

At the table, where there were a number of snack racks and porcelain plates, Maca casually picked a chair with a back that looked out of the window. Once everyone else was seated, he suddenly tilted his head slightly.

"Oh! Your Majesty, your tastes in music seem to be wide-ranging, huh? ”

Maca looked far away at the record player on the side of the room, and next to the high table with the record player, there was a relatively low-key record stand.

After a moment's pause, he continued:

"Well, I don't really hate Tchaikovsky, but if we want to be more relaxed, I want to ...... Let's start with a different song! ”

Smiling at the Queen and the Old Bishop, he raised his hand and moved his fingers, despite the fact that both of them seemed to be a little stunned.

Immediately, a record bag jumped out of the shelf, and the record inside quietly slid out, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by the stylus of the record player.

"Oh, that's—"

As soon as she saw the record bag, the queen, who was sitting opposite Maca, couldn't help but show a subtle expression that was slightly embarrassed, but with a little joy in it.

When the dance music with a light rhythm sounded in the huge room, Maca's smile suddenly became more relaxed and bright.

"ABBA's 'The Queen of Dance'...... I remember my mother loved it when I was a kid," he recalls, "and of course, I thought she would probably enjoy it on the dance floor late at night rather than tea time." ”

"Then your mother must be very good at dancing."

At the queen's age, she naturally couldn't hear the inexplicable emotion in Maca's tone. So she didn't answer as Maca meant, but shifted her focus slightly.

"It may surprise you, but I do love this Swedish pop song from the '70s," she explains calmly, "after all, I was a beautiful woman before I was a queen......

At this point, the queen touched her cheek suddenly, and then added:

"Oh, I mean—I used to be."

Accompanied by early rock-inspired tunes, the Queen's playful little joke really leads to a light-hearted theme.

Immediately after, even the old bishop, who had always been a little reserved, couldn't help but pout, as if to cooperate with the queen's self-deprecating jokes.

On the other end, Akinbad shrugged his shoulders as if helplessly.

"Unfortunately, when I was younger, I wasn't very interested in music, and I never knew whether it was good or bad. Now that I think about it, if I could catch up with the fashion earlier, maybe I could have a good hobby! ”

"But don't forget, you can at least beat the drums!" Maca spread her hands and said, "Aren't there many of your African magic rituals that need to be accompanied by drums?" I don't believe you would-"

"Oh! Drum? "I've never seen it as an instrument, for me, it's just a magic item that has to be struck at certain intervals!" ”

"It's a really unpleasant way to describe it."

Maca waved her hand and motioned for him to stop talking, causing the queen to laugh softly......

After that, except for Scrimgeour who entered the state late, the other four people in the audience talked about various topics very harmoniously.

From the Muggle world to the wizarding world, from classical opera to rock 'n' roll, from a joke or two to ancient runes, the breadth and breadth of the topic goes far beyond the limits of the royal venue of Buckingham Palace.

“…… Therefore, the reason why Dumbledore liked the game of Ten Pillars was actually because he was very good at this kind of game. If he had changed to Gao Bushi, he wouldn't even have looked at it! ”

As the sun slowly moved from the roof to the upper window, and was once again obscured by the increasingly thick clouds, the tea party seemed to be finally coming to an end.

But when Arkinbad finished telling this interesting story about Dumbledore, and Old Bishop Davidson and Scrimgeur, who had finally settled into the relaxed atmosphere, laughed together, Maca suddenly threw the half-eaten fruit tower into his mouth and chewed it.

Even during this relaxation-themed tea time, his gesture seemed a little too rude.

However, he, the guy who took the lead in suggesting that he should be more relaxed, became inexplicably serious after swallowing the dessert in his stomach.

The rapid transition from "rude" to "serious" immediately attracted the attention of the rest of the audience.

Only Scrimgeur, who had been a little sluggish from start to finish, still hadn't been able to react as quickly as the other three.

"Huh?"

He also looked left and right blankly when he felt the room fall silent.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you talk all of a sudden...... Didn't Mr. Arkinbad say it funny? If he hadn't said it this time, I wouldn't have known that Mr. Dumbledore would have been good at something! ”

Maca glanced at him, then shook her head helplessly.

"That's his nonsense - Professor Dumbledore was the head of Hogwarts' Goldstone Club before!"

With that, he ignored the astonished Scrimgeour and looked instead at the queen and the old bishop Davidson, who was sitting not far from her.

"Both, it's almost time, I'll have to go back to St. Mungo's for a routine check-up on the injured in a while." He said calmly, "If you have anything to say, you should say it!" ”

The two of them didn't expect Maca to turn the atmosphere into a somewhat stiff state so abruptly, but since they had been walking in the rhythm of Maca almost all afternoon, they couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Seriously, this young man is really good at controlling the scene, and his weapon is this unexpected, but never unacceptable, effortless twist.

Fortunately, neither the witch nor the old bishop today rejects Maca's dominance of this conversation, as they both actually want Maca to help.

Of course, if it was Davidson's side, maybe add an admiration for Maca's amazing magical prowess.

"Yes, it's time to say that......" said the old bishop, taking off his glasses and rubbing the bridge of his nose, sighing suddenly, "Seriously, I really want to be immersed in that feeling of ease and comfort all the time. Unfortunately, we can need it to relieve stress, but we can't rely on it uncontrollably. ”

"What should be faced is always to be faced." Maca bowed, "Although I don't hate pleasure either. ”

Hearing this, the old bishop put his glasses back on, and looked at him deeply.

"It's the luck of the whole school and Dumbledore to have you at Hogwarts......" he said quietly, "In that case, you should have guessed what we mean." In fact, I consulted with the Queen, and we want to invite you—"

"I'm sorry, I refuse."

Without waiting for the other party to finish, Maca simply spoke.

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