You Call This the Black Man Behind the Scenes? Chapter 82

The greeting with a smile echoed in the bright hall, very loud, even a little heroic.

However, when the visitor saw the pale complexion of his friend sitting by the window, the expression on his face changed drastically.

"Who did it?!"

Mrs Chelsea now looks like she has a serious illness and has not recovered.

However, wizards at their level are no longer troubled by diseases.

So this situation can only be injured.

"Old injuries are coming, don't make such a fuss."

Seeing that her friend's expression was sharp and her eyebrows were about to stand up, the lady replied helplessly: "It's not like you don't know about my past."

"For no reason, how can an old injury happen?"

Knowing that it was not a guy with short eyes who came to provoke his best friend, Juliana's expression softened, but she was also full of suspicion.

"Or, what happened to your daughter again?"

At this time, she was wearing a black lapel trench coat, her long black hair was loose, and her aura was strong and heroic.

Xiaojiabiyu, who was as pure as the girl next door before, is no longer there.

"I just made a move on that incident a few days ago, and I accidentally got involved." Mrs. Chelsea responded sullenly.

This is obviously a lie, but her response means she doesn't want to say more, so Juliana rolls her eyes and doesn't ask any more.

"What's the matter with that kid?"

After sitting opposite her friend, she turned and asked, "Why don't I know, when did my stupid son become so smart?"

"That thing was mainly done by my apprentices."

When Mrs. Chelsea said this, her blue eyes looked at the look on her best friend's face, and she was still thinking about this Juliana, whether it could be this Juliana—

Although it felt unlikely, she wanted to confirm it finally.

"apprentice?"

This word is very new to Mrs. Chelsea, and a woman named Juliana is interested.

"How old are you? Is it male or female?"

"Same age as your son."

Mrs. Chelsea said intentionally or unintentionally, "My name is Mellen. I used to be an ordinary person, and only after practicing breathing did I wake up to the blood of a wizard."

"Meren?"

The appearance of this name made Juliana's hand under the table tremble involuntarily, as if shocked.

But her expression did not change.

"I thought it was the half-blood named Iger, and I can always hear people talking about him recently."

She seemed like she had never heard of Mellen.

Seeing this, Mrs. Chelsea was completely relieved.

In her impression, although this good friend of hers is smart, she is not a man of any kind, and she is not a person who can hide things at all.

So she didn't think the other party was lying, so she could still show her face like this.

"Iger is Mellen."

With no more doubts in her heart, Mrs. Chelsea turned her attention away from her good friend's face.

"I asked him to do something in the Half-Blood Society, and he forged the name."

"Is that so... I'm still wondering why you suddenly want to give that group of people a batch of admissions places."

Juliana said clearly: "So it's because of your apprentice?"

"There are other reasons, but this is the main one."

The lady said, "When he enters school, you have to help me take care of him."

After she has completely determined something, she is not polite to her friends.

However, when Juliana heard the words, her mind moved.

"You have called the Minister of Magic to be his backer, and you still need me to take care of it?"

"The bureaucrats sent by the parliament are just the ones who say cheerfully."

Mrs. Chelsea said calmly: "If you really ask them to help out, they will start to consider this and that."

"It seems that you are very attentive to your little apprentice?"

Juliana approached her friend and said half-jokingly, "Isn't it tempting?"

"I really thought about replacing your son and calling Merron my son-in-law."

Madam replied angrily, "Your son is so stupid."

This is very rude to say.

However, Juliana was not angry when she heard the words.

Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief, then laughed.

"I told you that Kevin was unsatisfactory, but you didn't believe it. Now you know you regret it?"

"It's not even regrettable."

When the lady said this, her tone was helpless, "You know my daughter, except for the Felix family, no other family can hold back."

"In this way, she is really a big burden."

Juliana sighed so deeply, but she saw her friend sitting across from her raising her eyebrows, seemingly unhappy.

So she couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"I told you to call my son an idiot. What's wrong with my daughter? Isn't what I said true?"

"At least my daughter won't take the initiative to cause trouble for me."

The lady replied faintly: "If your son was not lucky, he would have been made a joke in the wizarding world by my apprentice."

She looks like a parent who is competing to see whose child is better, which is completely different from what she usually looks like.

However, Juliana was not discouraged when she heard the words, but raised her eyebrows with interest, "Tell me, what's going on?"

So Mrs. Chelsea took out a detailed report on the incident at Ernest Manor, put it on the table, and signaled her friend to read it for herself.

The surroundings fell into silence.

The expression of the heroic woman who was immersed in reading the report did not change, but her dark eyes flickered.

This seems to be shaking as the eyes move away from the text, and it seems that something in the report has caught my mind.

The report wasn't very long, but she looked as if it wasn't over, more than ten minutes before it was over.

Mrs. Chelsea felt a little strange about it.

"Why, it's nice to see your son make a fool of himself?"

"I was thinking," Juliana said, looking a little reluctantly away from the report, "Who are those people?"

"It's related to the Scarlet Cross."

Mrs. Chelsea gave a simple answer, but seeing that her friend was still asking something, she suddenly changed the subject.

"Who did you come to see Graham this time?"

This question was asked a bit suddenly, and because of something I just learned, the answer that Juliana had prepared in advance could not be said.

After blinking her eyes, she said in a wistful tone: "You know, my son is not very smart."

"so?"

"So he needs to have a, um... a learned, wise teacher to teach him, otherwise I'm really worried about his future."

"It seems that you think about your son very much."

Madam said thoughtfully: "But a while ago, when you talked about certain things, you never mentioned this aspect."

"Some things are hard to tell without meeting."

Juliana replied with a serious face, "It's because of my love for my son that I went to Graham City. This is the so-called running of love."

"So that's how it is." The lady chuckled lightly.

"If you don't explain, I thought you wanted to find a stepfather for Kevin."

"how can that be."

Juliana snorted and waved her hand: "How old is my son, how can I think about this? And I'm so busy now that I don't have time to pay attention to any man."

"So, who exactly is the teacher you found for Kevin?"

Madam asked with great interest, and did not expose her girlfriend's lies.

"I won't tell you the specifics. People don't want to be disturbed too much."

Juliana replied, "I can only say that I was able to choose the vice president before because of his guidance."

"Point?"

Mrs. Chelsea was startled when she heard the words, and then her expression became much more serious.

"What did he tell you? Can you be the vice president?"

"That's too much."

Juliana didn't dare to mention specific things, so as not to be seated by friends and find signs.

"The main thing is to teach me how to deal with students, how to manage students, make them feel awe, and how to communicate effectively with the dean and the principal, so that I can establish my position without offending people too much."

"Sounds very powerful..." Madam heard the words thoughtfully.

"It doesn't seem to be, he is indeed very powerful."

Juliana, who was sitting opposite, leaned her chin, and her tone couldn't hide a burst of admiration and infatuation.

"And he's also very knowledgeable and knows a lot of things that even I don't know."

This surprised Mrs. Chelsea even more.

She knew the details of her friend.

If nothing else, when she was in school, Juliana had read all the books in the Fort St. Grant library.

After graduating, he got into Carrian's big library again, and only came out after reading books for two consecutive years.

It can even be said that among all the people the Madam knows, the erudition of her friends definitely belongs to the top group.

In such a situation, what kind of person can be more erudite than her?

"Is that an old man?" Madam asked with interest.

"Not too old..." Juliana replied thoughtfully.

"In other words, about the same as your father?"

"Probably so."

"You can introduce me to me when you have time. You know, our association is in great need of such learned elders."

"Is your Era Explorers Association?"

"That's not mine, I'm just one of the members."

"I'll ask you when I'm free~www.mtlnovel.com~ Juliana nodded, "But I'm not sure if he will—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

The two looked up and found that a servant with blond hair Kevin was standing outside the hall waiting.

Juliana raised her eyebrows and looked at her friend.

"You notified?"

"This kid came to you before."

Mrs. Chelsea said, "What's it like to come to Graham as a mother and not tell your son?"

"You have no idea how annoying he is."

Juliana responded helplessly.

But when Kevin came to him, her expression immediately became serious.

"Mother…"

After saluting with Mrs. Chelsea, Kevin greeted the mother in front of him again.

In comparison, his tone was inexplicably weak.

Juliana was not happy about it.

"How many times have I told you to speak clearly and loudly, don't hesitate, why haven't you broken this habit?"

"I, I feel alright..."

"What do you feel?"

Juliana raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, her tone annoyed, "Do you still think you are a genius? Actually? You are being played around!"

As she spoke, she patted the report on the table with her hand, making a thud.

"Inexplicably, you ran to provoke others. What are you doing? Be a dude and ruin your reputation?"

"You want to **** me off!?"

Her words were harsh, with the sound of her hand tapping, as if it hit Kevin in the bottom of his heart.

A trembling made him shrink his neck subconsciously, his face full of fear.

The original idea of ​​asking what Iger had to do with her disappeared in an instant.

Chapter end