Why Grind? I Took Out a Loan for Hogwarts
Chapter 222

(Apology)

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Seeing that Lucien was too embarrassed to speak, Nicolas laughed and waved his hand to indicate that he shouldn't mind.

"Albus is still the same as when he was young, hmm, full of ideas."

"Let's go check out Beauxbatons. There are lots of interesting things there. We can show them what we've got..."

The teacher's attitude put Lucien at ease; these old wizards all had a great attitude.

Looking at his student, Nicolas suddenly remembered something.

"Speaking of which, when you left last time, the headmaster of Beauxbatons Maxime, happened to come to visit with a little girl whose name was quite unique: Phoebe..."

Lucien also recalled a fleeting glimpse during the summer vacation; the exceptionally tall lady was none other than Maxime, and the other girl who seemed to be glowing was Phoebe.

This was the first time he had ever seen someone who could glow. But then he thought that Phoebe had some Veela blood, so perhaps it was the special thing that came with that bloodline. He just didn't know if it would bring any additional magical abilities.

There are quite a few wizards in the Wizarding World with special bloodlines. The legendary wizard Merlin, who is often mentioned, is said to have half the blood of Incubus flowing through his veins and possesses magic that is difficult for ordinary people to learn.

Lucien was very curious about this, because Salazar's legacy at Hogwarts mainly focused on the two aspects of the body and soul, studying the wizard's own Magic Circuit in order to explore magical talent.

If this area is further developed, it might eventually be possible to create Animagus in the form of Magical Creatures, or even allow wizards to possess the special talents of those creatures...

"Lucien, do you think I should hold a funeral for myself?"

"Hmm, huh?"

Upon hearing Nicolas's words, Lucien, who had stopped thinking, almost thought he had misheard. What did he mean by holding his own funeral?

And isn't this topic jumping around too fast? Weren't we just talking about Beauxbatons?

Lucien's bewildered expression made Nicolas realize what shocking thing he had just said, so he began to explain:

"Didn't we ask Albus to help publicize that the Sorcerer's Stone had been destroyed? That would also deter certain people with ill intentions from coveting it and disturbing me again. If we were to hold a funeral, and invite more people to report and publicize it, wouldn't that be even more convincing...?"

After a while, Lucien snapped out of his reverie about his teacher's "thoughtful" plan and hesitated before saying:

"But teacher, you mostly stay on the spaceship, so those people don't have the ability to disturb us here, right?"

One thing Lucien didn't mention was that the ship's defenses must also be incredibly inadequate; enemies would be blasted to smithereens before they even got close.

Nicolas picked up the Coke and took a big gulp.

"It's quite a novel experience to hold a funeral for myself, I never thought of it before. Hmm, if I wait until everyone who came to pay their respects has left before taking a picture with the tombstone... or maybe I should just create a lifelike replica of the corpse, that would be even more convincing..."

With a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, Lucien seemed to understand. His teacher just wanted to try holding his own funeral, and even seemed eager to create his own "corpse." Anyway, that wouldn't be a difficult task for a legendary Alchemy.

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