"Young Master...... Master? We've got to the place, you get out of the car! ”

"Wait, it's going to be right away!"

When the guests in Beauxbatons had finished their lunch, one of the guests had just arrived at the castle vestibule. It was an ordinary black carriage towed by a pegasus, and the family crest on the carriage was a handful of earthy yellow gravel, which looked unremarkable.

However, the coachman in the carriage seemed a little peculiar.

It can be seen that the driver is wearing a bowler hat of unknown age on his head, and he is wearing an old tuxedo that is unbearable, and his round figure seems to be light.

Actually, this is also a matter of course, because he is a ghost who is translucent from top to bottom.

It's no secret that ghosts can't touch entities, and that's exactly what happened. He looked like he was driving, but in reality he was just floating in the driver's seat, and he was just looking like it was at best.

At this moment, Pegasus landed firmly on the ground, and Mr. Ghost immediately floated off the seat in front of him, dangling by the door of the carriage.

"Young Master? Come down! We must have been late—"

I don't know what was going on in that carriage, but there had been a lot of noise inside since the beginning, and it sounded so lively.

"Wait! Oops—wait," there were a few more crashes inside, and the whole carriage shook slightly, "Davide, you wait outside a little longer, and I'll come!" ”

With these words came another crash, and it was noticeably more violent than before. And in the first jingling, there was more muffled noise, and the carriage shook violently several times.

It looked like someone was in a close fight there!

"Uh...... Master, do you need my help? The fat Mr. Ghost, known as Davide, seemed to be trying to show his concern.

But apparently, he was just a ghost, and he couldn't help much.

"No, no—" Sure enough, the young master inside very tactfully declined his kindness, "I can do it myself, soon—immediately—right now!" ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the carriage shook violently, and at the same time as the door was opened, a ball ...... Ah no, it was a man who rolled out of it and fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

It was a big fat man, covered in flesh, and the custom-made wizard's robe, which was obviously a widened and enlarged version, was worn on him as if it were a straitjacket. Well...... Perhaps it should be called a "slim model"? Who knows!

"Oh, young master, are you alright?" Mr. Davide the Ghost hurriedly floated to his side and asked with a concerned expression.

"Hmm...... I thought, it's okay. ”

The big fat man struggled to get up from the ground and reached out and patted his belly. Unfortunately, probably because he had so much flesh on his body, even if he wanted to pat himself on the dust standing on his clothes, it would only be enough to get his belly.

"Young Master?" Our Mr. Ghost still looked a little worried, "Are you really okay?" Do you feel any pain? Last time, you accidentally fell off the bed and broke an arm! ”

"Hey! Davide, I was only a few years old at that time! Wouldn't a baby break his arm if he fell on such a hard stone brick floor? The big fat dun shook his fleshy arm, and said helplessly, "Well, it's inconvenient to see people when it's so dirty, and when the time comes, the little sister will blame me for disgrace the family......"

He muttered as he pulled a wand from the inside of his robe and tapped it at himself.

"Clean it up."

A spell flowed out of his mouth gently, and pink soap bubbles suddenly floated on his clothes. Soon, the "tight wizard robe" that had been rubbed on the ground with dust was once again renewed.

When he put his wand away again, he stretched out his palm and waved it vigorously.

"Davide, let's go!"

With that, he shook the fat all over his body, and walked trembling towards the main entrance of Beauxbatons. The ghost Davide looked at the back of his fat young master, and said that he had to catch up and give some advice, so he hurriedly floated over.

After all, no matter what, they are already late, so they should try to keep a low profile for a while. Well, of course, just with the plump body of the young master, I'm afraid it's hard not to be noticed.

What's more, my own young master is not deeply involved in the world, and his actions have always been a little babbling, and I don't know what kind of jokes will be made when I come out to exercise this time!

At stake is the reputation of the Hohenheim family, and the burden of his Davide's trip is really not light.

……

While the fat young master was heading inside, Madame Maxim's eyes were roaming the Beauxbatons auditorium.

She knew that there was a guest who hadn't shown up yet. But because the identity of that guest is relatively special, in order not to misunderstand the other forces here, she must also introduce it before everything starts.

She paused, then glanced at Mr. Arkinbad, the president of the Federation, and gave him a questioning look.

The guest had been invited by Mr. Akinbad, and now that the man did not appear, she naturally sought out the president.

But Old Mr. Akinbad shook his head slightly.

"My old friend can't remember the time very well," he said softly, "but he did promise to come, I suppose...... Maybe it's going to be a little later? ”

Madame Maxim said to herself that she had already postponed the time quite a bit, and if it was any later, maybe she would have gone straight to today's dinner.

At that moment, the door of the Great Hall was suddenly opened, and a Beauxbatons student hurried up to Madame Maxime, and then leaned in on tiptoe to say something.

When Madame Maxim heard this, she was a little stunned.

"Are you sure it's a young man?" She reconfirmed.

The student nodded vigorously, with an inexplicable expression on his face.

"I'm sure!" She pursed her lips and said, "It's just that he looks a little ...... Well, some big? ”

"That must be Mr. Hohenheim's son," said the old wizard Akinbad, "I saw the boy in his house. ”

"Alright! But even so...... "Madame Maxim hesitated, "but why didn't Mr. Hohenheim come?" Am I supposed to introduce his son to everyone? ”

"That's the only way to do it." Mr. Atkinbard was also a little helpless, "I think Mr. Hohenheim may have been delayed by something...... After all, this would be a great gathering for alchemy researchers, and as one of the pioneers of contemporary alchemists, there was no reason why he should not come. ”

"Okay!" Madame Maxim nodded, "I'll have to trouble you to write to him again afterwards...... Well, please let him in! ”

She said that last sentence to the Beauxbatons students who were waiting nearby.

Before he could finish speaking, Madame Maxim coughed softly as the student walked briskly through the auditorium and towards the door.

"Well, I'm sorry, guests." She said aloud, "There is another important guest who did not make it because of some important things, just because of his reputation in the global wizarding world, and the work he has made in the discipline of alchemy for most of his life, I think I should give you a good introduction-"

At this point, the door of the auditorium happened to be opened again, and the first to enter was the schoolgirl from Beauxbatons from before. The guests' attention swept over the student, and then they all focused on the slowly parting door.

Because of the light, everyone only saw a large shadow at first, and after the visitor stepped into the auditorium, the guests at the scene realized that it was actually a person - it was a big fat man with a lot of weight!

"Oh, there's a lot of people here!" The big fat man seemed to be under the eyes of the large area in the auditorium, but when he saw that his fat body trembled, he muttered something in a low voice.

Everyone looked at the big fat young master who moved in in stunned, and even the ghost gentleman floating behind him temporarily ignored it.

But Madame Maxim did not stop her introduction.

"As we all know, in recent years, the influence of alchemy in our magical world has been gradually declining, and all other alchemists except for Mr. Nick Lemay are not well-known." "However, we should also know that these alchemists, who are not known to most people, have not abandoned this grand and esoteric discipline." They all devoted themselves to research day and night, and diligently contributed to the entire wizarding world. ”

She paused for a moment, then glanced at the fat young master at the door again, and then continued: "Mr. Hohenheim is the head of the Egyptian Alchemy Research Center, and he has studied many very practical alchemy works in his life. Among them are some new inventions of detective tools used by the Aurors of various countries...... Of course, it also includes further improvements to the Floo powder that we usually use. ”

"A few days ago, Mr. Akinbad sent him an invitation to be the judge of the first international alchemy competition in modern times, and he readily agreed-"

Madame Maxim said, but emphasized: "Today, Monsieur Hohenheim was not able to arrive in time for a very important research project. But I believe it is precisely because of his passion for alchemy that he has become one of the leaders of modern alchemy. ”

"What you see now is his son. In the time that Mr. Hohenheim has not yet arrived, his son will represent himself in a major support for the great alchemical event! ”

In Madame Maxim's inspiring introduction, the big fat young master looked left and right, and then suddenly shook his hand.

"No, no, no, the old man, he can't come!"