Chapter 123: The Formal Beginning of Music Learning

When Benjamin arrived at the concert hall, Lucien was already dressed in a black robe and waiting outside the door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He looked very happy, and his eyes were already slitted with joy.

And beside him, there was also a woman standing.

That's right, that's Catherine, and when she saw Benjamin, she turned her head straight away.

Benjamin didn't think he had seen the stupid woman.

"Lucien, good morning. Benjamin greeted him cordially.

And Lucien naturally shook Benjamin's hand enthusiastically.

"Good morning, you should have had a good night's sleep last night, and you look really good. ā€

It must have been a good dream, Benjamin thought. He at least then saw hope of being promoted to a mid-level magician.

It's just that I don't know if the next time I dream again, will it continue the plot of the last time.

Lucien made a gesture for Benjamin to follow.

When Benjamin got into the carriage, Catherine subconsciously put Lucien in the middle as a barrier to her and Benjamin.

"Catherine, he's a student of the teacher......" Lucien said with some embarrassment.

Catherine, on the other hand, snorted coldly, as if she didn't care about any of this.

"So he's just a student of my uncle, not a guest!"

After Catherine finished speaking, she held her head high again and distanced herself from Benjamin.

She really resembles a proud peacock.

And Benjamin didn't want to deal with a little girl like her, and he chatted with Lucian. In German.

"Does she understand us?" asked Benjamin.

Lucien smiled and shook his head, "She doesn't know German, and she shouldn't be interested in what we're going to say." ā€

Benjamin was relieved at this time, he thought for a moment, and said to Lucian:

"Do you just like music? I mean, it's almost a useless skill for a wizard. ā€

Lucien showed an expression that seemed to have seen through it a long time ago, and replied calmly:

"In Germany, there have been many famous musicians who have been my childhood idols. If I hadn't had a talent for magic, I'd probably be at the top of Vienna right now. ā€

Benjamin smiled knowingly, "That's a shame." My mother believed that music was an elegant activity that would become more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. ā€

The carriage moved smoothly forward, and Catherine still looked cold. But she knew how hard she was eavesdropping, and hated herself for not learning German!

"Madame Ludwig was a great wizard, she was well known in wizarding circles throughout Germany and England and had her own opinions. ā€

Lucien did not skimp on his praise.

Benjamin added, "It's relatively famous in aristocratic circles." I know that some civilian wizards don't think very well of my mother. ā€

Lucien smiled and didn't answer.

Soon, their carriage had stopped in front of a villa.

An elderly butler came over, his hair gray, bowing at the sight of Catherine, "Miss Catherine, you are still so beautiful. ā€

Benjamin and Lucien silently followed Miss Peacock into the villa.

After seeing his own estate, Malfoy Manor, Benjamin looked at the villa and felt that it was too small.

The whole landscape seems narrow.

As soon as you enter, there is a living room, and in the center of the living room is a polished piano.

A little girl who looked about the same as herself was sitting on it.

Catherine rushed over and stood next to the little girl.

"It's been a long time, Mary, do you miss Sister Catherine?"

Mary, what a bad street name, Benjamin couldn't help but think.

Mary, on the other hand, gave Catherine a strong hug.

"Of course, sister, I thought that you and the teacher would not come over after they were angry. ā€

At this time, there was the sound of leather shoes lifting and stepping on the stairs, and a man with a mediocre appearance but extraordinary temperament walked down.

Isn't that Mr. Colora?

Benjamin stood awkwardly to the side, pulled by Lucien.

Mr. Colora flatteringly gave his niece a gift before walking up to Benjamin.

"You're Lucian's classmate? I heard him say you're interested in music. ā€

Mr. Colora's voice was really gentle.

Benjamin nodded and introduced himself briefly.

"That's right, hello Mr. Colora. I'm Benjamin Ludwig, a classmate of Lucien, and I'd like to study music with you during the summer. ā€

Mr. Colora didn't say anything, took a sheet music from the small table behind him, and handed it to Benjamin.

"I don't take it from everyone, if you really want to learn from me, I hope you can make my eyes shine. ā€

Mr. Colora paused, then continued, "Of course, you can follow us for a week before you put on a show. ā€

Benjamin was stunned, he originally thought that he was just going through a process, but he didn't expect that he still needed to test.

For a moment, Benjamin flinched a little.

At this time, Lucien suddenly leaned into Benjamin's ear and whispered:

"Sir is only deliberately scaring you, and you don't want to disappoint Madame Ludwig, she must have already figured out how to brag about her son in her aristocratic circles. ā€

Benjamin suddenly had nothing to say, and had to admit that this reason really left him speechless.

His mother must have proudly said this in front of others, and she might have snickered last night!

The terrible vanity of man!

Eventually, Benjamin stayed, and he found that almost all of his classmates were the same age as him, and even had two bear children younger than him.

Suddenly, I felt that this was not a place to study music, but a nursery.

When the image of Mr. Colora wearing an apron came to his mind, Benjamin immediately dismissed the terrible idea.

Catherine also stayed, and although she was not a student of Mr. Colora, she had her own privileges.

So much so that when she was forced to sit with Benjamin, she had to keep sneering.

"I heard that you don't have a musical background? I really don't understand why an upstart like you like to be vassal-styled so much. ā€

Catherine had already learned about Benjamin's past when she went back yesterday, but in her opinion, except for the pure English aristocracy, the other rich people were nouveau riche, savage, and vulgar!

"There's still a week to go, and I really can't wait to see you out of tune, Benjamin, and join me in praying for the poor piano!"