A few days later, Weston went to see his two disciples again, and after leaving a notebook of his own, he left without leaving more, not even seeing Dumbledore and Snape.

Devon, France.

It's just an ordinary town in France, and if you don't say it, who would know that the famous Nicol Lemay is living in seclusion.

Feeling the almost undetectable magic fluctuations in front of him, Weston couldn't help but feel a little emotional, the Loyalty Charm is really a very practical magic, and the disguise of magic fluctuations and the like is really good, even if Dumbledore comes, it is estimated that it will be difficult to find here without Nicol's permission.

Even if Nicol's manor is here, it is difficult to find out if you don't have enough strength!

What a hassle! Weston complained secretly in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not slow down, and a little jerky burst out of magic light, and a wooden door appeared very abruptly in front of him.

Weston smiled and nodded, and took a step towards the inside.

"You know it's you, you're still so rude, Weston!" As soon as he walked in, Nicol's voice rang out, "But also, besides you, I guess only Albus can find this guy!" ”

"You're getting more and more hidden here, Nicole!" Weston shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly, "Although, it doesn't help me!" ”

"You're a pervert!" Nicol scolded with a smile and opened his arms to give him a fierce hug, "Still, I still have to say, welcome to Lemay's house!" ”

"It's not my first time here!" Weston also hugged Lemay, but there was no sign of virtue, "Besides, I'm not here to visit you, but I have something to look for you!" ”

"It's okay, it's good if you can come!" Nicol didn't care at all, took him by the arm and walked towards his small estate.

"Perenel, come and see, who's coming?" Before he could enter the room, Nicol shouted.

"In the place you're looking for, who else but Albus and Weston can come! Shouldn't you use alchemy, old fellow? "The voice is soft, the content is hot, that's Perenel's style.

Weston glanced at Nicol's already somewhat embarrassed face with a smirk, and said, "Perenel, your intelligence is still so outstanding, Nicol's luck is really too good to be envied!" ”

"You're here, Weston!" The upstairs window opened, and Perenel's youthful beauty was revealed, and when he saw Weston, a dazzling smile immediately appeared on his pretty face, "I'll go down and wait for me in the living room!" ”

"She's always been so nice to you!" Nicol said sourly.

"Of course, I thought you always knew that your charm was not as good as mine!" Weston glanced at Nicol, and walked straight to the living room, without him leading the way.

"Hey!" Nicol wanted to retort when he heard this, but when he saw that Weston didn't pay attention to him, he shook his head helplessly.

After entering the living room, it was another pleasantry before Weston told him what he meant.

"You're saying let me take your place in the British Magic Guild?" Nicol looked at Weston in surprise, "Are you married because of this?" ”

"It's not just because of getting married." Weston thought for a moment, but still felt that he could talk to Nicol more, so he spoke, "If I'm not mistaken, you probably know my background, right?" ”

"Of course, fallen angels, aren't they?" Nicol raised an eyebrow, "What does this have to do with this?" ”

"yes!" Weston nodded, "What would you think if, I told you, I was the heir of Belier?" ”

"Belier? Which Belier? Nicol was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, "God, it can't be the Belyl of the Seven Monarchs of Hell, right?" It's not April Fool's Day! ”

"How could I be joking about such a thing!" Weston rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "Uncle Mostima has found me and told me that my father asked me to go home once." After the wedding, I'm going to go. ”

"Home?" Nicol was stunned for a moment, then reacted and swallowed, "You mean, you're going to hell once?" ”

"I'm afraid so!" Weston nodded helplessly, "You know, on the side of the Magic Guild, there are not many people who have the ability to sit in charge, and I am afraid that you are the only one who can reassure me." You know Professor Dumbledore's character! ”

"I guess I got what you mean!" Nicol gradually came back to his senses and nodded slowly, "It's just, have you really decided to go?" ”

"I'm afraid I'll have to go, Nicol." Weston sighed, "According to my cheap uncle, his strength is the weakest of the Seven Lords of Hell, and even then, he can easily destroy this world, you know what it's like." ”

"I can't let the whole world bury me for my own reasons!" Weston smiled indifferently, "What's more, I'm the only child of Belier, maybe it's not as bad as we thought!" ”

"Wizards don't believe in gods, but I'm willing to believe him for once!" Nicol patted him on the shoulder, "If he can get you back safely." ”

"I'm afraid he's not qualified enough!" Weston smiled bitterly, "As far as I know, Belil's power is one of the best even in ancient times, and most of the gods we know are probably his subordinates, even if they are not subordinates, they will not be stronger than him!" ”

"And, I have to warn you, Nicol, that you are going to ask a god to bless the son of the Helllord? I personally suggest that Perenel's idea is really good, maybe you could consider exchanging alchemy for a brain. ”

"you!" Nicol rolled his eyes, "I'm still worried about you, you're still talking like that." ”

"Just kidding!" Weston smiled, pulled out a piece of parchment, and handed it to Nicol, "This is my idea for a magical university, maybe, I don't necessarily have enough time to complete it, please, Nicol!" ”

"Don't worry, I'll do my best!" Nicol didn't make a fuss, solemnly took the parchment, didn't open it, and directly put it in his close-fitting pocket, and patted it gently.

"Thanks, I don't think you're going to refuse to offer me a meal, are you?" Weston felt a somewhat heavy atmosphere and shrugged his shoulders relaxedly, "How about some hot pot?" I love that! ”

"No, absolutely impossible!" Nicol almost jumped up from the ground, "Absolutely not, that thing can kill me!" Hell, I was just pitying you guy, and you just wanted my life! ”

"It's just a hot pot, and it's not a poison!" Weston looked at Nicol innocently, "Where is it so terrifying?" ”

"Phew!" Nicol spat unsightly, "You're a Hogwarts graduate, just as shameless as Albus." ”

"Ha, if you say that, I'll have to argue with you......" Weston said disdainfully, and began to communicate "cordially" with Nicol.

Perenel watched this scene with a smile, and a tear somehow slipped down the corner of his eye......

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