Ever since Meren entered the parlor and introduced each other, the old half-blood guild president hadn't said much.

Just silently observing Melen from the sidelines, his eyes were very strange, as if he was thinking about something.

But it's not very cold here.

Because in addition to the president and vice president of the Half-Blood Association in the conference room, there is also an obese middle-aged wizard.

He claimed to be the president of the Meteorological Society, and he came here to thank Mellen for coming.

In addition, he gave Mellen a delicate crystal pocket watch, and when he opened it, he could see various weather symbols on the dial.

"This watch will predict the weather changes in the location in an hour's time, such as light rain, heavy rain, cloudy days, etc."

Seeing Melen looking down, the fat man said with a smile:

"It's not a valuable item, but when we think about it, you may not be able to value anything other than this new thing, so we can only use this watch as a greeting gift."

"It looks really good." Mellen replied approvingly.

He didn't think that he had given 300,000 yuan, and the other party only returned a pocket watch.

After all, he sent the money to Arthur, not the Meteorological Association, and even if the other party didn't say anything, it was normal.

And now, the president not only came to publicize his good deeds and help him become famous, but also gave him a relatively novel small object, which is already a very warm treatment.

This thing is not useless to Mellen, as a modern time-traveler, he has always cared about one thing.

That's the world, there is no weather forecast.

The existence of this watch makes up for his regret.

"In fact, this weather pocket watch is a new product developed by our association this year."

President Fat said on the side: "We have negotiated a cooperation agreement with Blackstone before, and it is expected that this school season, we will be able to officially start selling to the outside world." ”

"But because it's the first version, it may encounter some minor problems when using it, if you do, please help give feedback."

Of course, there is no problem with this, Mellen hummed and agreed, and then added the other party's "friend" by the way.

The fat president then took his leave contentedly and left.

As a result, only the elder and the bald vice president Victor were left in the meeting room.

"He must have seen that Iger was very rich, so he came here to make connections."

Seeing the fat figure leaving, Vice President Victor couldn't help but say to Mellen: "I even doubt that the 300,000 you gave Arthur last night will not be misappropriated by him." ”

"Don't criticize others behind your back."

Before Meren could speak, the old president, who hadn't spoken much, glanced at Victor.

"Colin is making such a big fuss about last night's events today to tell Iger that their association will never be greedy for Arthur's money."

"If you are not greedy, who can say for sure in private?"

The balding Victor muttered, "That's 300,000 grams...... Who can't be tempted? ”

"You're so petty."

The old president shook his head helplessly when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, just waved his hand to signal Victor to go down first.

Then, he looked at Mellen and explained:

"Don't listen to Victor, the money won't go into anyone else's hands. Not only that, even if Arthur wanted to hand over the money to the association afterwards, Colin would never ask for it. ”

Merren hadn't really figured it out, but it seemed like everyone thought he was going to care about it, including the fat president before.

So he didn't say anything, and nodded very simply.

At this time, only the two of them were left in the living room.

After saying this, the old man shifted his body so that his slightly clumsy waist straightened up a little on the sofa, and then looked at Merron.

"The first time we met, we weren't very familiar with each other, so we didn't need to say anything polite."

"Now, let's talk about where you're going next," he said. ”

Where to go?

Mellen was stunned when she heard this, and then reacted.

There were too many things before, so he didn't think about some important issues in the eyes of others.

For example, with his own talent, do you want to stay in the Half-Blood Association?

Because of his own teacher, Melen subconsciously had no idea of leaving the Half-Blood Association and joining a pure-blood family.

So when I hear this now, I feel a little unexpected.

But on the surface, he didn't show any emotion, just nodded, and listened silently.

"It seems to me that you have two options next."

After taking out a pipe and lighting it for himself, the elder said slowly:

"One is to join a top wizard family, become an apprentice of a wizard, and then follow the family's arrangement to take a path that is beneficial to them and do some work that can provide them with benefits."

"The second is to be taken by a female member of a small pure-blood wizard family, join the family, and become a member of the family. Or split off and form a small family attached to the family. ”

"Of course, if you're lucky, some medium-sized families may be interested in marrying you, but the chances of this happening are very small, because medium-sized families have already figured out which family to marry with as early as when their children are born."

"If there are really people who are not engaged, they may either be too ugly or have physical disabilities."

Can't there be an option to stay in the association?

Melen was a little speechless when she heard this, thinking to herself if this person looked down on himself and pushed it out, or did he look down on the Half-Blood Association?

"Entering a top wizard family, there will be no shortage of resources and connections you need in the future."

Ignoring what Melen thought, the elder said to himself:

"The disadvantage is that you are not very free, but this is only relatively speaking, as long as you don't disobey the line set for you by the family, or deliberately offend someone in the family, they will naturally be polite to you."

"And when you enter a small and medium-sized family, you are relatively free, but this kind of family lacks resources compared to the top family, and they are not absolutely confident in retaining talents with talent like you, so the means of marriage are indispensable......"

"So, what do you mean?" Melen couldn't help but ask.

He always felt that it was impossible for the other party to really push himself out, otherwise it would be too "hurtful to his self-esteem", right?

"These two paths are probably the direction you normally choose."

After taking a puff of his pipe, the elder swallowed the clouds and said, "But now, I want to recommend the third path to you, which is to stay in the Half-Blood Association. ”

You might as well just say this, because I don't want to leave at all.

Melen secretly rolled his eyes, but what the other party said was serious, he could only listen to it seriously.

"The third way has a lot of flaws, such as a lack of resources, such as being suppressed by purebloods."

The old man said, "Feng You mentioned to you before, we applied for an admission place in the Imperial Royal Academy, right?" But I'm going to tell you now, I can't even call the shots and give it directly to you. ”

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't, you know what I mean?"

"Because it's fair?"

"Yes, fairness, or rather, rules."

The old man nodded and said, "There are too many people looking forward to this place, among these people, there are descendants who have been cultivated by the association since childhood, there are the sons and even grandsons of some managers in the association, and there are also some ordinary students who are a little less talented, but they work very hard. ”

"If I ignore the existence of these people and give you the quota directly, then even if you are qualified to have this quota, it is still a violation of the rules."

"The rules are in my hands, and they can't do anything, but I don't want to expect them to still treat the association as their home."

"But if you choose to join a pure-blood family, then with your talent, you don't need to apply, and those top wizarding schools will naturally take the initiative to offer places."

Speaking of this, the elder took a deep breath of the pipe in his hand, and when he slowly exhaled the smoke, a touch of helplessness flashed on the old man's cheeks.

"To put it simply, if you choose to stay in the association instead of going to join them. No matter what you do, purebloods will still treat you as an outsider, and for now, purebloods represent the mainstream wizarding world. ”

Mellen looked thoughtful when she heard this, but didn't say anything.

"Now, with the disadvantages out of the way, let's mention the good."

As if he was afraid that Meren would be frightened, the old president immediately changed his words.

"If you stay in the association, then in terms of freedom, no one can restrict you, and what you want to do in the future, the association will not interfere in the slightest, let alone use you to do certain things."

"Secondly, although it is not as good as those pure-blood families, the top management of the association, including me, will do their best to cultivate you on the premise of not breaking the rules."

"The reason is simple, you are a genius in the eyes of those pure-blood families, but in our eyes, you are a hope. You know what I mean, right? ”

A million in the eyes of the poor and a million in the eyes of the rich are of course worth not the same.

This can also be understood as the difference between a chicken's head and a phoenix's tail.

Mellen nodded silently.

"The most important thing is that the Half-Blood Society, or the Half-Race Class, is a great asset. ”

Melen was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the old man in front of him with some surprise, he didn't expect him to say such a thing.

"You don't have to look at me like that, that's a fact."

The elder said calmly: "I have divined myself, there are about twenty years to live, I have no descendants, all the relatives in the family have died, I used to have a few apprentices, but now they are basically dead, betrayal of betrayal." ”

"To put it simply, I don't have an heir based on blood or affection, and the association does not allow the selection of new presidents by blood inheritance."

"So, if you don't slack off, you'll be the new president of the Half-Blood Association in twenty years."

With that, he tapped the coffee table in front of him with his pipe.

What does this mean? From the current point of view, there is actually no benefit, but a bunch of responsibilities, and it is inevitable that people will be scolded in secret. ”

"But I can tell you very bluntly, in twenty years, the world will be in chaos."

"As long as the world is in chaos, then the half-race class that is now suppressed will be a force that wizards, churches, and even empires are vying to woo."

"And our Half-Race Wizard Rights Protection Association is absolutely representative of the mixed-race class."

"So if everything goes well, twenty years later, you can use the association to win a position that no top wizard family can underestimate you anymore, and you can also have wealth and power that is not weaker than any top family."

After saying this, the old man thought for a moment and added:

"Of course, you won't believe me now, but it's a gamble."

"Whether to become a member of a pure-blood family and be driven by others, or wait for the right moment to make yourself a big man that no one can ignore, it's up to you to choose next."

"The resources of this world are limited, and the opportunity to own the wealth and status of a top family is very rare, and it is still eyed by a small number of people."

"So I dare to say that what you can meet and grasp is basically just that."

"Twenty years, you're not yet forty years old, and you're one of the highest levels of control in this world, and I don't think I need to say more."

Normally, that's good. Mellen thought to herself.

But......

"Now, with the benefits out of the way, let's talk about ideals."

The elder didn't give Melen time to think, and was ready to say something more.

But at this moment, his face suddenly froze, and then he put down the pipe in his hand and stood up helplessly.

"It seems that ideals can only give way to reality."

He said to Mellen with a little cold humor:

"The lady of the Chelsea family is available to meet me now, and I have to hurry over so that I don't miss the time and see no one today."