Chapter 124: Eavesdropping

"By the way, Benjamin, you could actually give us laxatives that day, so we can't give you a bad review. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Catherine had apparently come to enjoy the taunts, and she was proud of her rich vocabulary and witty combinations.

Benjamin listened to Mr. Colora's explanation, flipping through the sheet music in front of him, and suppressed his idea of pulling out his wand to solve the noisy woman.

"Yes, Catherine, thank you for the advice you gave me, I will definitely do it, and I hope you will be careful at lunch today!"

Benjamin said coldly that he might be able to go home and make a potion that would shut your mouth and put it in Catherine's afternoon tea.

What a brilliant plan!

When the lecture was over, Mr. Colora gave everyone a free time to practice.

He called Benjamin to him by the way.

"Son, do you have any favorite instruments?"

In fact, Benjamin also discovered that many people here learn different instruments, such as violin, piano, and even saxophone.

"Piano bar, playing the piano looks more handsome. Benjamin made up a reason that he couldn't help but stare into Colora's eyes when he was talking to him.

It was a pair of apricot-colored pupils.

And Mr. Colora is really like an ordinary Muggle.

Benjamin inadvertently uttered a spell or two that was deliberately mispronounced several times, and he didn't react at all.

"Benjamin, what are you humming? Is it a German nursery rhyme?" asked Mr. Colora, with a serious expression.

This made Benjamin wonder if this man and Lucien had nothing to do with the bald wizard at all.

"It's just a tune of my own making, sir. Benjamin hurriedly explained.

"Alright, Benjamin, go to Lucian's side and see how he plays. "Mr. Colora sent Benjamin away.

Benjamin found Lucien's location and sat down next to him.

"You also chose the piano? It seems that we wizards have the same taste. Lucien seemed to be in a good mood and even took the initiative to joke with Benjamin.

"Yes, if they're all wizards, then I'm going to make you a competitor. ā€

Lucien smiled, but began his playing.

When Lucian's hands rested on the keys, his expression changed subtly, and he seemed very engaged.

That feeling can infect the people around you.

Benjamin even felt that when this person was playing, he would involuntarily use emotional magic, like an instinct.

Lucien put down the piano and said with some pride, "I can play perfectly without magic." ā€

Sure enough, even if he looks more mature, he is still a stinky fart and a very competitive little boy.

After the afternoon tea, all the students went home one after another, and most of them were picked up by their families.

Lucien glanced at Benjamin, who was usually the last to go back. Only this time, he couldn't stand the sound of Benjamin's performance anymore and left first.

"Benjamin, you're almost home, Mr. Colora doesn't serve dinner. ā€

Benjamin, on the other hand, practiced alone in the piano room. Of course, the sound he found himself making was really all noise.

Is it true that he doesn't have a talent for the piano?

Since the piano room was so well insulated, he didn't even hear the housekeeper kicking out the last students.

And the housekeeper didn't even come to inspect the piano room. When he saw Lucien leave, he took it for granted that there was no one else in the piano room.

Benjamin finally spared his fingers and prepared to go home.

But the moment he pushed open the door of the piano room, he suddenly heard the familiar German.

Benjamin subconsciously took a step back, secretly glad that the location of the piano room was behind the stairs on the second floor, and it was not easy to be noticed by the two people who were standing in the living room.

Benjamin left only a crack in the door, and then cautiously peeked and eavesdropped.

Standing in the living room was Mr. Colora, holding a wand?

Benjamin's heart suddenly lifted, and his movements became much more cautious.

Sitting across from Mr. Colora was a wizard wrapped in black robes.

The man's hand holding the glass was very smooth, and it should have been the hand of a young man.

"Colora, I heard that you took that mischievous little devil as your student. ā€

When Benjamin heard this, he understood that this mischievous imp should be referring to himself.

Could it be that Mr. Colora is really in the same league as the bald wizard who was reckless in Malfoy Manor last time?

Lucian, does he even know it?

"Yes, sir. Behind him is the Ludwig family, I can't make it too obvious. Mr. Colora said crampedly.

It could be seen that the sitting wizard had a much higher status than Mr. Colora.

"Stupid! If you kill him after he comes to you, the Ludwig family won't suspect you? I really don't understand why the master would take a fancy to someone like you!" scolded the black-robed wizard angrily, and as soon as he was careless, he crumpled the wine glass in his hand into pieces, and the wine inside flew up again the moment it hit the ground, and then flew into his mouth.

"Lafite '82 can't be wasted. ā€

Mr. Colora seemed to be struggling to hold back his expression.

And Benjamin almost laughed.

"Sir, I'm sorry, I, then I can poison him, isn't there a curse in his body, I can let him die of poison, his parents will definitely not suspect it. ā€

"Stupid! Don't you know that Dumbledore has already removed the curse for him! And when did I tell you that we were going to kill him? All you have to do is let his guard down and capture him alive. Try to be two weeks later. ā€

After the black-robed wizard finished speaking, he was about to get up and leave, but Corora grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Master, has he regained his freedom?"

The black-robed wizard immediately stopped his steps, turned back slowly, and then said in a low, dangerous voice:

"You don't care if you don't know something, Colora. Do your job. ā€

After saying that, the black-robed wizard disappeared with a shapeshift.

Benjamin's mood is very complicated, and the identities of these people are about to be revealed.

It's just that I'm being targeted by them, and it seems that things are getting troublesome.