You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 47

In the dimly lit living room, Mrs. Chelsea, who appeared in front of the fireplace, had a tense face, and immediately looked at Mellen who was sitting there.

Seeing that his entire body was intact, her face softened a little, but her expression was still not very good-looking.

"Why didn't you respond to me just now?"

Melon opened his mouth when he heard the words, and wanted to say that he had been cheated on once before.

But before he could speak, the expression of the lady not far away suddenly froze, and then she hurriedly walked towards the bedroom.

Then she saw it on the bed in the bedroom, wrapping herself in the quilt, only opening a slit, revealing a pair of daughters who were looking out carefully.

Seeing this, Mrs. Chelsea's tense expression completely relaxed.

But then she seemed to think of something, and when her expression changed, she raised her hand and lifted the quilt on her daughter's body.

She didn't see any disheveled clothes, which made her secretly relieved.

However, as the quilt was removed, a peculiar smell diffused vaguely, which was completely different from the body fragrance on the girl.

A look of doubt flashed in the lady's eyes.

However, her emotions subsided in an instant when she saw her daughter retracting herself into the bed again.

"Why don't you just stay at the banquet and run around?"

The lady asked lightly, her expression didn't change, but anyone could see that she was very unhappy now.

"Kevin couldn't find you before, he's going crazy."

"I...how did I know there would be a group of enemies here..."

Alyssa, who was hiding in the bed, defended in a low voice, but then she suddenly became louder as if she had thought of something.

"You, you didn't tell me, your cousin is a young little brother!"

What is a little brother?

Mellon, who was peering out of the door, blinked when he heard the words.

Can really despise people.

Where does he look like a little brother?

"He's my cousin."

Madam said in a cold tone: "It's not a little brother, but a big brother?"

Obviously, she was really angry, otherwise it would be impossible to say such disregarding words in front of her newly recruited apprentice.

However, upon hearing this, Alyssa became more assertive, or in other words, the anger that had been pressing down in her heart instantly rushed to her head.

After she got her blond messy head out of the bed to face her mother, she said in a loud voice full of anger, "Big brother is normal, little brother is perverted!"

"...Who's a pervert?"

"You are a pervert!"

"you-"

Seeing her daughter's attitude, Mrs. Chelsea felt a little incredible.

She just got into trouble, where did she have the courage to talk to herself?

Could it be that the older the daughter, the more unreasonable it is?

An anger grew in vain from the bottom of my heart.

But when she saw that the girl wrapped in the quilt turned her face up to face her, not only did she not feel guilty at all, but she also looked very angry, and she instantly lost the mood to go on.

This child has become so rebellious that he can't communicate. If he continues to talk, it will only get louder and fiercer.

"Before school starts, you should stay at home honestly."

After replying with disappointment, Mrs. Chelsea turned around and wanted to leave.

However, Alyssa was also very incomprehensible at this time. She obviously did something wrong, but her mother still had the cheeks to come and question herself? ?

That is a little boy who is the same age as himself, and even looks younger!

How could she be so embarrassed to let it go?

It's okay to be embarrassed, but he still looks so righteous! ?

"If you didn't insist on asking me to come to this banquet, do you think I would like to come?"

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, so the girl shouted angrily towards her mother's back:

"And what about Kevin, why don't you rush him to death? I can go wherever I like! Who cares what he thinks!"

There was even a little weeping in the voice, and Mrs. Chelsea paused when she heard the words.

Then she turned to look at her daughter, as if she wanted to say something.

It's just that at this moment, Alicia has put her head under the quilt again, posing as if she is facing the wall and turning her back.

This is her standard gesture of refusing to speak any more.

"You should reflect on yourself here first."

The lady then said lightly, "I'll go have a few words with your uncle, and I'll take you home later."

There was no response to this, but she was used to it.

Turning around and leaving the bedroom, and after closing the door, Mrs. Chelsea looked at the black-haired boy who was sitting on the sofa in the living room with a face like I didn't hear anything.

"You did a great job tonight."

Sitting on the sofa opposite Mellen, after a moment of silence, Madam said to Melun: "Except for a few unlucky children, most of them are safe and sound. It can be said that you saved them."

She didn't mention what happened to those enemies, but looking at her neatly dressed and not even a little messy at the moment, it can prove that the two sides are not on the same level at all.

"It's all thanks to you—"

"If it weren't for your reminder, there would only be a disaster here tonight, and I didn't know about it beforehand."

The lady interrupted him.

"That's the truth. You don't need to be polite in front of me. It's better to be honest between the apprentice and the teacher. Now, show me your wand."

Hearing this, Meren obediently took out his little wand and handed it to the other party.

The room fell silent immediately.

After she lightly pinched the bone-made wand like a pointer with her slender fingers, the lady lowered her head to observe for a moment, and tapped the wand body a few times with her fingernails with healthy crescent moons. to Mellen.

"It's in your hands, always running at full capacity?"

"Uh, I don't understand this very well..." Merron replied in a low voice.

"You don't even know how talented you are?"

Mrs. Chelsea frowned, but seeing Mellon's dazed expression that didn't look like she was cheating, she instantly understood.

"The Half-Blood Association didn't tell you the truth, probably because it was afraid that you would become complacent. I also neglected this point, thinking—"

The words suddenly stopped, and she didn't say any more, but her face became unsightly.

That's obviously not because of Mellen, maybe because of...herself?

The super senses allowed Merron to vaguely feel the other party's mood at the moment.

He could actually understand that.

After all, at the first banquet, Melon knew that the lady in front of her had basically not encountered any setbacks in the first half of her life, and even a large part of her character was arrogant but did not know it.

And during this period of time, the assassination, provocation, and even tonight's incident were obviously related to this dispositional defect—

After all, Graham City is Mrs. Chelsea's territory, but a group of people have deceived her and wanted to carry out a "terrorist attack" here...

If it wasn't by accident, they had picked Merron, if they had picked someone else to be the lead for the attack, or some other event to sneak into the disaster.

The outcome of this matter tonight is completely in another direction.

"There is an old saying in the East."

Seeing that the other party was silent, Meren said boldly: "Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing great things is great..."

"Why didn't I know there was such an old saying in the East?"

The lady raised her head and glanced at him, but she was not unhappy because the apprentice in front of her taught her to do things in turn.

But she wasn't interested in discussing the matter with Mellen.

So, without waiting for Mellen to respond, she changed the subject.

"You can successfully use this wand, which means that your talent is not only not bad, but very strong."

"It can even be said that you are the second most talented wizard I have ever seen, so my training plan for you needs to be changed."

"The basic learning of the whole system cannot be changed, but it is not cost-effective to spend two years or more."

"I have a hunch that the wizarding world may not be peaceful in the past two years. You must have the power to protect yourself as soon as possible."

Having said this, she pondered for a while, and then said:

"I heard that the Half-Blood Association has a rare memory inheritance that can make people learn something quickly. Their president should be able to arrive at Graham tomorrow or the day after, and I will find a way to let him open this inheritance to you. permission."

"In addition, your talent, only top wizarding schools are qualified to cultivate."

Saying so, there was a hint of hesitation in Mrs. Chelsea's eyes, but then she seemed to have made up her mind and continued to speak.

"The closest top schools to the United Kingdom of Blackthorn are the Royal Academy of Wizards and Wizards in the Northern Empire, and Fort St. Grant in the Isle of Ré."

"My influence in the former is not strong, and I cannot guarantee that you will be absolutely safe there. So I will arrange you in the latter."

"It's just that I still need you to watch over the affairs of the Mixed-Blood Association. The relationship between you and me cannot be exposed for the time being, so I will ask Fort St. Grant to give a batch of admissions to the Mixed-Blood Association."

"In this way, with your talent, the association will definitely give you one of the places."

This was an understatement, and Melon couldn't help but stunned when he heard the words.

He remembered that when the old assessor was robbing him on the street, he mysteriously claimed that there was a top-notch school in the association. If he joined the association, he would have the opportunity to compete for it.

He also said that only a few people know about this matter, and most people don't know it yet, and it is an absolute secret...

As if it were some kind of extraordinary opportunity.

But now, Madam just casually is a group of...

"But you need to assure me a little."

Just as Meren's love for the rich woman began to stir again, Mrs. Chelsea's tone suddenly changed to stern.

"You have to stick to your heart, maintain your uncle's identity in front of Alisha, and absolutely must not do anything out of the ordinary!"

Stick to your heart?

Merlen blinked.

Are you implying something to me?

But this shouldn't be possible... I just thought about it and you knew it, wouldn't it be a good idea?

Besides, what does this have to do with your daughter?

He was a little puzzled inside, but on the surface, he nodded firmly.

"Don't worry, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will never let you down."

"That's fine."

Madam was very satisfied with Melen's attitude, and there was even a rare touch of relief on her face.

But with that being said, it's basically over.

After returning her wand to Mellon, she stood up from the sofa.

"Just like this, if there is anything, you can contact me with the book of secret words at any time."

Saying so, she hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"Also, although you have handled this matter satisfactorily today, you'd better be more cautious in your future actions. Don't mix things up if you can."

"The methods of wizards are all kinds of strange, and instant life and death is the norm in the wizarding world. Some wizards are also very extreme in character. If you are in the limelight, you will inevitably be targeted by some lunatics."

"You are my apprentice, and I don't want to hear the news of your death suddenly."

"I see." Merron nodded obediently like a baby.

However, seeing the appearance of the lady in front of him preparing to leave, he hesitated for a while, and then suddenly said: "I actually have a question, I want to ask you for advice..."

"It's a very normal behavior for students to ask teachers for advice."

Mrs. Chelsea, who was going to pick up her daughter from the bedroom, made a move, then turned her head and said indifferently: "You don't need to be so shy. Tell me, what's the problem?"

"Do you know that there is such a person who can... um, ignore the wizard's protective magic and directly damage their bodies?"

"Like, cut off a wizard's head without hindrance?"

Mrs. Chelsea, who thought that Mellon was just trying to ask some basic knowledge, was startled, and then her expression instantly became serious.

"Where did you meet such a person?"

Chapter end