Under the invisible impetus of the major powers, Nicol Lemay's legacy has become a world-class legacy comparable to the relics of ancient magic.

Just as the profession of "spell solver" appeared many years ago because of the Egyptian pyramids, in the end, Nicol Lemay's alchemy laboratory will probably be explored and developed by the wizarding community from all over the world, under the leadership of the International Federation of Wizards.

The various forces that were now gathered in Beauxbatons were convened by the joint decision of Madame Maxim and Old Edward's butler. They knew very well that only by bringing in as many forces as possible could they keep each other in check, so that Mr. Nicol Lemay's last wish could be fulfilled more smoothly.

According to the history of magic, the exploration of the pyramids in Egypt was eventually carried out in this way. At that time, the wizarding world of all countries added the position of "spell breaker", and the share of each country was fixed, and when the spell solver arrived in the pyramid, it didn't matter whether they were dead or alive, and it was up to their own ability to find any good things.

Bill, the eldest son of the Weasley family, is a spell breaker, a position under Gringotts, but in fact he is directly under the British Ministry of Magic. The coexistence of opportunities and risks is the best way to describe this work.

In fact, Bill was probably the highest-paid of the Weasleys. Anyone who finds a valuable ancient magic treasure in the pyramid can get a generous bonus as a reward at the same time, and finding a few more is enough to keep him fed and clothed for the rest of his life.

Of course, this job is not without its own dangers, and the ancient curses and strange magic hidden in the pyramids have made the death rate of this profession so high that the position of "spell solver" has always been unsuccessful.

Wizards who can get this job, excellent wizards with certificates, even if they don't look for this kind of dangerous work, there are a lot of other jobs waiting for them to do! Why should you live with your own life?

Compared to the crisis-ridden Egyptian pyramids, Nicol Lemay's alchemical legacy is obviously much more tempting at the moment, and it is no wonder that the major forces are drooling and staring at it.

Therefore, everyone actually understands what the ultimate purpose of this so-called "alchemy competition" is.

If you want to get enough of it, you must participate more actively and redouble the efforts of the alchemists to which your power belongs. Whether it is a judge or a contestant, as long as they show enough good alchemy knowledge, they will eventually become one of the wizards who will further contact Nicol Lemay's alchemical legacy.

Therefore, many forces support this kind of competition that puts contradictions on the surface, at least it gives them a clear goal. As for whether someone will play yin behind their backs at that time, that's another matter.

Maca didn't have much of a feeling about this world-class alchemy competition, and if he had to say, he didn't really have much attachment to Nicol Lemay's legacy itself.

If you think about it, you know that ordinary alchemy knowledge is just that, how can you learn alchemy products of the level of the Philosopher's Stone? Even if Nicol Lemay had left his entire legacy, it would be many years before the next Philosopher's Stone was to be seen.

Maca's main concern now is whether the tournament can be arranged at Hogwarts as it should, and as for Nicol Lemay's alchemical legacy, it will be enough for our Mr. Scrimgeoour to worry about it then.

At noon that day, the luncheon was officially over after Madame Maxim made the decision to launch the event public. Everyone has just arrived at Beauxbatons today, but they are not in a hurry to determine everything in a hurry, first, everyone needs time to digest and analyze the current situation, and second, the communication and temptation between the major forces.

After everyone had dispersed, Maca took Fanny with her, and planned to take a stroll in the large garden in front of the main entrance of Beauxbatons. I've just had a full meal, and it's not a bad thing to take a walk to eliminate food.

Of course, by the way, you can also observe the behavior of other wizards to determine what kind of characters you may be in contact with next.

All right! The most eye-catching thing at the moment should be the big fat young master of the Hohenheim family. Lo and behold, everyone was gone, and he was the only one who was still eating Heise at the long table, so that Madame Maxim never found an opportunity to remove the scraps from the table.

Marca stood in the doorway and shrugged at the delicate-looking Madame Maxim, who immediately gave him a wry smile. Vaguely, he could also hear the ghost gentleman floating beside the fat young master urging in a whisper, it seemed that it was also a very hard thing to have such an "eclectic" young master on the stall.

He shook his head, turned around and was about to walk out with Fanny, when he heard a voice suddenly come from behind him.

"Oh! I'm almost full, hey...... Right away! Belch...... You're Madame Maxim, Headmaster of Beauxbatons, right? My old man and I mentioned you, I wonder if I can ask you something? ”

"Of course, what?"

"Is there a wizard here named Marca McKellen? The old man asked me to pass a word on his behalf, and if you could, tell me where he was. What does it look like? I heard that he is younger than me, is it true......"

Hearing her name appear in the conversation, Maca couldn't help but pause, and turned back again, a little confused.

He didn't remember knowing that Mr. Hohenheim...... No, to be exact, he does know people, but they don't necessarily know him?

It seems that he does not have a more accurate estimate of the wide spread of his fame.

"I'm Marca McLean, what do you want Mr. Hohenheim to pass on to me?" He turned and walked over to the fat young master, and Fanny followed him in the same footsteps.

"Huh?" The fat young master was stunned when he heard this, he stopped the words that were still chattering, and suddenly turned around, "Oh! You're Mr. McLean? Wow! It's really the same as the old man said, younger than me? ”

"I'm sorry, my young master is just straightforward, please forgive me if there is any rudeness!" Mr. Ghost, who was floating on the side, gave a salute and apologized for his fat young master.

Maca waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to pay too much attention, and then nodded at the big fat young master.

"I read about Mr. Hohenheim's alchemical achievements in books, when I was in school, and I heard that he devoted himself to research from a young age, and this is an example to all scholars." He smiled and said, "I wonder what Mr. Hohenheim is looking for me?" ”

Maca said politely, but the fat young master didn't care about these polite words. I saw him creak up from the chair, and his arms full of flesh directly wrapped around Maca's shoulders.

"Oops! McLean, don't say such vain words, "Probably usually stay at home, rarely see the little wizard outside of his family, so he seems to be particularly eager at the moment," my old man is a dead brain, all day long either doing experiments, or lying on the table to calculate, what's the big deal?" If you want me to see, buddy, you're really amazing, tell me quickly, how did you beat up the two Dark Lords together? ”

As he spoke, he waved his fist like a meat ball, his face full of interest.

However, this fat young master is very energetic, and Maca is uncomfortable. It's actually nothing to say that you are fat, but this person has so much meat on his body that the weight of just one arm is really not light. Because of the focus on the strength of the wizard's body, Maca's body is quite strong, but the feeling of being trapped in the flesh is not to mention how bad it is.

"Regarding the Dark Lord, if you are interested, we can talk slowly for a while......" Maca pushed away the fat that was squeezing on her cheeks and said helplessly, "Didn't you say that your father had something for you to convey?" I think you can talk about this first! ”

After the fat young master heard it, he seemed to remember it again, and quickly nodded.

"Hey! I almost forgot about it," he said, not remembering that he had just asked Madame Maxim about it, "yes, the old man asked me to ask him about it, I wonder if you have time to come and sit at my house?" The old man seems to be very interested in the book "The Mystery of the Ancient Magic Text" that you wrote! ”

The book in the mouth of this fat young master is the book that Maca wrote out to be used as a textbook for the ancient magic literature class, and it has written a lot of ways to use it that are completely different from the ancient magic literature in the past. Maca remembered that Mr. Hohenheim's research had always been more practical, and perhaps because of this, he had some good feelings about Maca's neo-ancient magic theory!

"No problem, I'd love to ask your father about magic if I have time. Oh, please loosen your arms first—" Maca pulled a stack of small cards from her waist as she gently pushed his hand away, "I'll give this to you first!" You can pass them on to your father when you go back, and say it's a little gift from me!" ”

This is an ancient runi card that he sketched himself, and each character accurately interprets its own meaning. For a scholar who is also well-versed in ancient magic literature, this is a very suitable greeting gift.

Just then, Maca glanced back slightly. He was keenly aware that someone was staring at him outside the door of the Great Hall, and that gaze felt familiar to him.