Maca is not a guy who can especially enjoy luxury.

To be precise, he actually wants to indulge. But reality often jokes with him again and again, so that he has never been able to linger in those prosperous and extravagant places with peace of mind.

Therefore, when he was in the luxurious banquet hall of Beauxbatons this time, there was a slight discomfort in his heart.

Of course, this discomfort has long been buried deep in his heart, and no one will notice it. That's always how he behaves – whether it's his strengths or possible weaknesses, he hides them all and meets the eyes of others with a watertight attitude.

The dinner party had already begun, and the long table was filled with a wide variety of French dishes, each of which would whet your appetite. Maca, who loves to enjoy food on weekdays, is no exception at this moment.

Tonight, Madame Maxim had reserved a good place for him—on the innermost side of the long table. Although this is actually a relatively important seat, even if it is a gathering of forces today, it can still be divided into three, six, nine and so on. But Marca's trip was not only a representative of Hogwarts, but he had recently made a name for himself, and sitting here was not much worse than the others in the neighborhood.

It's just that he is sitting here, after all, everyone needs to think about it and weigh it before they can determine whether his qualifications are up to standard or not. As the steward of the Blois Castle family, Fanny no one would doubt it at all.

It can be said that Maca, a young wizard who has only recently emerged, is lighter than the Blois family in terms of his weight in the hearts of everyone. The victory or defeat between him and the Dark Lord was actually not very clear in the eyes of many forces in the global magical world, let alone his shocking magical strength.

This time Maca came to Beauxbatons, and has been with Fanny since she appeared, and many forces will still think that it was he Mackle who climbed the Blois family, and would not think that it was the head of the Blois family who asked for him.

If you look closely, you can see that Fanny is sitting next to Maca right now, and she is secretly staring at her more than she is looking at Maca.

"You seem to be getting a lot of attention, don't you?" Maca chuckled.

But when Fanny heard this, she only shook her head slightly.

As a steward of the Blois family, she certainly attended many banquets. Especially when the head of the family has clearly stated that he wants to keep a low profile, he himself does not appear for many activities, so most of those formal occasions fall on them, the housekeepers.

At least nominally, they are also descendants of the Blois family, and there is no problem with that.

So in fact, for this kind of social business, Fanny is much more comfortable than Maca. She was used to those wandering gazes, and she could ignore them as if they were air.

"Sir, please taste this—" Fanny took a plate of delicately served tender foie gras from the front and gently placed it in Maca's hand, "I've tried it, and this pan-fried foie gras is cleverly cooked and has a unique sauce that I haven't found anywhere else." Come to think of it, this must be a recipe unique to Beauxbatons, and it's really worth trying. ”

After she had recommended this dish of fried foie gras to Maca, she whispered a few words to Maca while she turned her head to face her. After hearing this, Maca remained silent on the surface, but secretly wrote down what Fanny said in her heart.

In fact, Fanny suddenly told Marka that when she was looking around, she had spotted an acquaintance. The man, like her, was a steward in Fort Blois, but he was one of the stewards who specialized in the management of small and medium-sized family businesses.

Right now, the steward was sitting in a seat near the middle of the long table, seemingly mingling with members of one faction.

Fanny couldn't explain it in detail, but she still explained a few key words to Maca. According to the rules of the family, it is not allowed to have too deep intersections with other forces, let alone secretly participate in major activities in the name of other forces like now.

The rules of the Blois family are quite strict, and they are even a little harsh on those who have foreign surnames. If it is discovered by the family in this case, it will undoubtedly be removed from the identity of the steward, and if the circumstances are serious, it will be directly expelled from the Blois family.

Because of this, once a steward with a foreign surname attends an important occasion without authorization, most of them rely on it, and even they simply follow the orders of some people in the family and run over.

This matter is an internal affair of the Blois family, and it stands to reason that Maca is not suitable to intervene, but this time it is different. Since Monsieur Blois had sent Fanny with him, it meant that the surname "Blois" had been marked in the title of his trip, and he could really take care of it.

What's more, now the Blois family is also his bargaining chip, and no one else can be allowed to come in and mix blindly. According to what Willy's father had said to him before he left Fort Blois, it was clear that Mr. Blois was planning to temporarily suspend his involvement in the Alchemy Inheritance, and that the steward with the surname was obviously someone else.

"Mr. McLean," while Maca was still thinking to herself, Akinbard, the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, who was sitting in front of him, suddenly called out to him, "It's been a while since the last time I was at Hogwarts. I didn't expect that after that, you actually defeated Voldemort, and even Greenwald, who plagued the whole of Europe back then, fell under your hands...... Mr. Dumbledore was right, your potential is unimaginable! ”

Hearing this, Maca nodded politely at him.

"Mr. President, I have won the award, and if it weren't for the efforts of those who are unknown to everyone, I would definitely not be able to do so many things alone." He said sincerely, "Rather than lamenting my accomplishments, I would rather the President praise those who have selflessly resisted." ”

“…… You English wizards are just too modest. The male wizard sitting on the other side made up a sentence coldly, and there seemed to be some disapproval in his tone.

Maca didn't know who it was, but most of the people who were able to sit around it were some well-known wizards. Hearing that the man was vaguely yin and yang, Maca didn't give him a run, because Akinbad spoke first.

"Mr. Lapan, I don't think this is the humility of the English wizards." He objected with solemnity and courtesy, "In a rebellion against the powerful forces of darkness, there will always be many unsung heroes who appear in inconspicuous places and then disappear, which is a fact of many events in history. ”

Old Mr. Akinbad paused here before continuing:

"I believe that in the process of the British wizarding community's rebellion against the Dark Lord, there are also some people who sacrifice themselves for the reappearance of light. And Mr. McLean is referring to them. ”

"Mr. President," Maka nodded and gestured to him, raising her glass, "Thank you for your understanding—for the sake of the unsung heroes who have sacrificed their lives!" ”

"For the unsung heroes." Old Mr. Akinbad raised his glass and repeated.

"Mr. Lapan", who had hidden the words in the words just now, immediately pulled the corners of his mouth, but he didn't say anything strange, but raised his wine glass.

Most of the people present were not vulgar people, and even most of them were elite wizards who had paid attention to etiquette since childhood. Maybe there will be some paranoia in the concept, or maybe it will be a little festering from the root, but the etiquette on the surface will rarely be lost.

Since people know that the point is about to stop, Maca will naturally not be caught. Seeing that Mr. Akinbad had asked another Egyptian wizard about some of the recent situation of the pyramids, Maca joined in along with their conversation, and made some not-so-in-depth comments on some of the curses that had been published in scholarly magazines in recent years.

Wizards are mostly like this, and the content of their chats is basically inseparable from magic, especially when certain aspects become their profession.

Although Mr. Akinbad is the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, he is also the honorary headmaster of the Ouagado School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Africa, specializing in the classification of curses in Charms. At this time, the person who was telling the latest news about the pyramids was the deputy dispatcher of the Egyptian Pyramid Exploration Center, and what popped out of his mouth was first-hand information about the pyramid exploration.

After a long time of eating and chatting, this sumptuous and luxurious dinner gradually came to an end. Maka, who loves both food and various magical theories, really feels a little unsatisfied.

When Madame Maxim stood up and seemed to be about to speak, Maca took the opportunity to make an appointment with the deputy dispatcher to exchange letters and talk more about the exploration of the pyramids.

"I'm sure you've had your fill of food and drink, so please take a little rest," Madame Maxim said aloud, "and you may have been in a hurry, but after all, the food is still being digested in your stomach - you can take advantage of this short time to take a walk in the garden, and in a little while, the ball will begin in earnest!" ”

Maca knew that this would also be the last chance for those who had yet to find their first dance partner. Some people have just arrived in Beauxbatons today, so you have to give them some time, don't you?

He and Fanny exchanged glances, then stood up with the rest of the group, ready to wander outside one more time.