Marius didn't like cloudy days, because the gloom and depression always reminded him of himself.

As the heir to the Augustinian family, those who have access to him often envy him, as if one identity represents countless wealth and glory.

But only Marius himself knew that his family, like him, was afraid that there was nothing else to describe except this gray and cloudy day.

Inheriting a family property? Inheriting wealth? No, don't think about it, all that awaits him is a huge empty shell that will collapse at some point.

The Augustinian family, which arose around 400 AD, may be another wretched creature that has fallen in the midst of the transformation of the wizarding world.

Marius looked up at the sky - it was time for the rain to fall.

"Excuse me, Ms. McGonagall...... Isn't Miss Witt out yet? If she doesn't want to get wet with the rain that's about to fall, I don't think I mind taking a few more steps and taking the initiative to go over to meet her. ”

He felt that he should have behaved politely enough, but what if he couldn't wait for someone, then what would he do?

After all, this action was instructed by his father himself, and it has long been his personal thoughts.

"I think she'll be coming down soon." Professor McGonagall still looks unhurried, and now she is obviously a little more Dumbledore-like calm than she used to be tough, "The most important thing to wait for a lady is patience, isn't it?" ”

"Oh, you're right......"

Marius smiled very naturally, no matter how embarrassed and eager he was, the social practice and practice from childhood to adulthood were enough for him to show a polite smile on any occasion.

But he knew that the real self in his heart was actually impatient enough.

Yes, he had thought that Miss Charlotte Witt was very beautiful, and that was the first time in his history that he had done a family plan without going against his heart.

At the moment when he knew that he had been repented of by the Werther family, he also felt a sense of regret.

But now it's different, now he doesn't want to disturb the girl who dared to escape from the family cage. Because he knew that he, who also wanted to escape but didn't take any action, was not worthy of the girl who grabbed her freedom.

It's just, maybe that's why he's standing here now, right?

It's like a soulless puppet, allowing the family to pull hands and feet to catch another kind of person who has finally broken the strings.

At that moment, why did he convey that transaction to his father?

The current scene is sad or ridiculous.

The wind grew stronger, and the ends of Marius's hair were a little messy, just like his wavering heart at this time.

"That's Miss Werther! She's finally out! ”

A voice sounded from behind Marius, and it was not known whether it was from the Augustinian family or the Werther family. All right! It didn't matter which side it was, he didn't really care.

Raising his hand to block the hair that was flying up and down, Marliu looked far away in the direction of the castle, and two figures were walking side by side towards him.

Among them, the girl was familiar to him—her slender figure, her beautiful face, and her long hair swaying like oriental silk in the wind, who else could it be if it wasn't his former fiancée, Charlotte Witt?

The other man, just by looking at his height, was not much different from Charlotte, but I am afraid that no one present dared to underestimate him.

"Macka McLean."

After reciting the name silently, Marius took a deep breath.

……

"Miss Werther, forgive me for taking the liberty of interrupting me today, but—"

As soon as Maca and Charlotte approached, they saw the handsome young man bow slightly, and preemptively said the first words of their meeting.

But this first sentence was interrupted by Charlotte as soon as she stretched out her hand.

"I'm sorry, but if you want to talk to me about the marriage contract, I think it's better to move to a place with fewer people!" She glanced at the group of people behind the other party and said with a blank face, "I don't think there are too many witnesses for something like this. ”

"This is a big marriage between two families! Do you understand what you're talking about? ”

Regarding Charlotte's words, before the party could answer, Marius was robbed by a middle-aged male witch. Charlotte immediately glared coldly, but the other party just snorted nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about Charlotte's feelings.

Maca glanced at the wizard and frowned slightly.

"You're a member of the Werther family, aren't you?"

Most of the guys who came to Hogwarts yesterday didn't open their mouths, because Barnes & Noble's old butler was in front of them as a negotiator.

But even if they didn't speak, Maca remembered those guys, and now that she thinks about it, she remembers that the middle-aged wizard was one of them.

"Yes." Hearing Maca ask, the man was slightly choked, but quickly raised his voice again, "Mr. McLean, Charlotte is my niece...... Do you want to take care of my nieces as I teach? ”

"Well, didn't I understand enough yesterday?" Marka pointed at Charlotte, then at Marius, and said aloud, "It's just the two of them talking today, and there is no need for the others to speak." ”

"What did you say?" The other party immediately pouted and said, "Steward Bano only said that he would convey it to the head of the family, but he didn't say that the head of the family must agree—you know, this matter is only a family matter between our two families!" McLean's 'Professor', you're a little too lenient, aren't you? ”

The guy used to call Maca "sir", but now he uses "professor" again.

Obviously, he was reminding Maca of his identity and position in a roundabout way, and if he looked into it, there was even a hint of caution in it.

In fact, according to the rules of the wizarding world, Maca is really not very good at interfering in this matter.

But then again, Maka, is she a rule-abiding person?

"This ...... Well, Mr. Werther? He suddenly stretched his eyebrows again, and said with an indifferent expression, "Since your family master does not agree with my suggestion, then I will forget about this meeting today!" ”

"Maca?"

Seriously, Charlotte didn't know what Maka was going to do at this point.

Previously, she knew that Maca seemed to want to take the voice away from her family, and then leave it to her to decide the future path of life. But now, not long after the two sides met, the situation has changed significantly.

As for our young master Augustine, he couldn't even find the time to speak.

"Don't worry, senior sister." Maca smiled at Charlotte, and said in a subtle tone, "I'm afraid the nature of this matter has completely changed......

As he whispered this, he glanced casually at the group behind Marius—among whom there was a face he knew all too well.

"Hmm...... Her name is 'Miriam', right? ”

Ewen Ravenclaw's men, a Wicker Witch skilled in Imperius and stealth, had followed Marka all the way before. It's just that for some reason, today this woman is actually wearing that black robe - is she afraid that some people will not recognize her identity?

Of course, for Maca, this is not the time to dwell on this. After having some numbers in his heart, he continued to speak:

"Fellow of the Witte family and the Augustinian family, I'm sorry, but please go back today!"

Before he could finish speaking, another wizard stood up from the crowd and looked at Maca with empty eyes. Maca doesn't remember who this man was, but it seems that he must be a member of the Augustinian family.

"Professor McLean," the other said coldly, "Excuse me, are you expelling us on behalf of Hogwarts?" If that's the case, then we'll have to take our leave for the time being...... Just ......"

There will always be friction between forces, and this is not a problem that can be easily solved by the ability of individuals.

Even Dumbledore in the past could only maneuver through this contradiction in the hope of achieving the result he wanted.

But Maca is not Dumbledore, although he also has a good sense of the big picture, he has never been a person who likes to strategize.

"No," Maka looked at the man, "Hogwarts is a school of witchcraft and wizardry, and it's just a school of witchcraft and wizardry. Don't say I can't represent Hogwarts, and even if I could, it wouldn't interfere with the actions of your two families. ”

"I can only represent myself."

As soon as these words came out, how could the people of the two families not understand the meaning - Maca said this, basically emphasizing that what he did was only personal.

That is to say......

"Mr. McLean, you're too arrogant, aren't you?"

I don't know who said such a sentence, but it seems to have said everyone's voice. Even McGonagall and Flitwick, who had been standing by the side just a moment ago, cast stunned glances at Maca.

But Maka's expression did not change in the slightest.

"Maybe it's arrogance!" He said indifferently, "It's just that some people force me to be arrogant......"

Maca said as she glanced at the Augustinian. But almost no one knows that the "some people" in his words refer to someone else.

In the crowd, Miriam pulled the brim of her hood, covering her face a little more. But beneath the shadow of the hood, a pair of bright eyes stared silently at Maca's face, the meaning of which few people knew.

"Marca McKellen......" she chewed on the name secretly, and suddenly pursed her lips, "No wonder the boss would be so polite to him, just discovering my existence, and seeing through the deployment of me and Asaph for so long?" ”

Miriam was a little unsure, but the sudden change in Maca's attitude made her have to believe it.

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