Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

After all, the queen is always a queen. Even during refuge, the face of the royal family cannot be lost. Because she represents not the individual, but the image of the entire country.

Marx followed Delphi and Kingsley behind the two leading guards, while stepping on the red carpet through the foyer, while quietly admiring the various displays and paintings on both sides, I couldn’t help but compare it with Blois Fort.

To be honest, it is true that the appearance of splendorous and majestic is not the same, and at most it can only be called “each has its own characteristics.”

But in any case, when you look at it like this, ordinary people simply don’t think that the members of the royal family have moved here to escape from the disaster.

Not long after, the current guards stopped in front of the main entrance of the main hall, and after a respectful let the Marx three “wait a moment”, then turned around and scorned twice.

“Mr. Mr. McLorne brings Mr. Kingsley Shacklebolt and… and Miss Delphi to the manor.”

Although I have already asked the specific name in advance, it is obviously difficult for the other party to adapt to Delphi, who insists on only the name but not the surname.

No way, so far, it seems that I really did not report my family name when I came to see the Queen.

Fortunately, the “big men” inside did not blame him for the meaning of this little guard. The door of the main hall was quickly opened by the guards inside the door.

“Three, please come in.”

The two guards rushed to give a ritual here, and then raised their hands to indicate that the three could enter.

Marx saw it and said nothing, just slightly nodded towards each other. Then he took the lead and walked in, and Delphi and Kingsley followed him.

As soon as I entered the main hall, Marx’s vision was filled with gold that was used by the British royal family.

Golden wall decorations, golden curtains, golden candlesticks, golden roof carvings… even the couches and the cushions placed on them are golden.

However, under the huge crystal chandelier and the embroidered carpet on the red bottom, the “golden” golden eyes are not at all rustic, but also become a magnificent because of reasonable matching and empty space. The momentum, people at the moment they step into it seems to enter a certain noble and elegant atmosphere.

Different from the introverted and deep sense of the Blois family, this is undoubtedly a high-profile display of identity in a royal family.

However, Marx soon discovered that although a luxurious high-back chair was in the deepest part of the hall, the Muggle Queen did not sit there at this time, but with her eldest son and old Bishop Davis sat on the sofa on the side of the hall.

Marx didn’t have much impression of the Prince, but he also knew at least that it should be the first heir of the current throne…that is, it was the Crown Prince, the future king.

“Mr. MrLorne… there are two, good evening!”

The first to open is the Queen’s Majesty, but like the last time Marx met her, she is already old and she usually does not speak in more formal conversations. After the son’s a little help, he stood up and greeted Marx with a smile. The old bishop took her instead of her.

“No, you’re welcome, Mr. Davidson.” Marx waved his hand as he walked forward. “I am not the first time to meet with Her Majesty…. To be honest, I personally did not see this meeting as It’s an overly formal conversation, because my after all is a visit agreement that is conveyed in a private position.”

With that said, after shaking hands with the old Davidson, he walked very gently to the Queen and Prince opposite, and reached out and invited:

“Please sit down! Tonight, this is a chat between friends… The identity and background of our two parties may become a talk, but it is best not to be the weight we measure against each other – it will only let My conversation has become more difficult.”

Marx simply hinted that he wanted to talk more efficiently. He had already sat down on the couch, and he didn’t even think of himself as an outsider.

However, Kingsley and Delphi, who were behind him, were not as casual as he was, but stood silently behind the sofa where Marx was sitting, as if he had completely regarded himself as a Marx follower.

Of course, they are not sitting anywhere, not to mention that there are a lot of chairs that can be seated next to them, even on both sides of the Marx, there is still a space for one person. If you are willing to squeeze, maybe the old bishop can sit with them!

However, this is what Marx has said before with Kingsley and Delphi – he can let go of it today, even when he wants to make a face to the Muggle Queen, but Kingsley and Delphi are the most It is good to show some identity gaps and leave some face to the Queen.

After all, Marx doesn’t want the wizard side to overwhelm the muggle, which is not a “fusion” between the two communities, but a very rude oppression and annexation.

Obviously, Marx doesn’t want to be a “king”, so it is only troublesome to do it for him.

but……

“Mr. Davidson?”

When the Queen and Prince both looked at Kingsley and Delphi, who stood consciously behind Marx, and then agreed to the tone of Marx, Marx looked at it. He followed the old bishop who sat down next to him and screamed at him.

“Before you are seated, I actually want to ask you first – are you here tonight, is it your ‘personal’ identity?”

Marx didn’t hide his meaning too much. Combined with the actions of Kingsley and Delphi, what he wanted to say was already clear.

If the old bishop replied that he was a “royal advisor” or “the queen’s spokesperson”, he would have to stand up to the queen and Prince.

So soon, I saw the old bishop gently licked the robe of his body and smiled:

“Oh, did Mr. McLorne just say it? Today is just a private chat, and of course I am also personally involved.”

If you listen carefully, you can still hear it. His tone is mixed with a hint of embarrassment.

What made him even more unexpected was that when he finished the sentence and planned to sit down, Marx actually raised his hand and forced him to stay on the way.

“Sorry, if I am in my personal capacity, I don’t really agree with you to participate in this conversation. Of course, this is not because I want to be embarrassed with you, but it is really… I am blunt, as a wizard, you still Did not participate in this discussion.”