Chapter 774: Ma Kusi's Joyful Day

"Mr. Ma Kusi Marcus Maige—"

The attendant whispered again.

"You know my name, have you worked in the Auror Office before?"

Ma Kusi held his head high, full of spirit.

"No, no, no—"

The attendant shook his head rapidly.

Now it was Ma Kusi's turn to be confused.

"Please follow me to the VIP room, respected Mr. Marcus Maige."

The attendant seemed particularly excited and respectfully led Ma Kusi and Sean to a quiet room.

This place seemed to have been cast with a silencing spell, and the noise from outside was muted with one click.

"This gentleman, may I ask what this is?"

Ma Kusi had always been one to speak his mind.

"Ah, respected Mr. Marcus Maige, you are a friend of Mr. Hermes.

Please know that the Fairy Tale Workshop is open for free to you and Professor Minerva Marcus Maige."

The attendant asked in surprise, not quite understanding Ma Kusi's confusion.

"Friend?"

Ma Kusi frowned; he didn't know when he had met such an alchemy master.

He thought it must be Minerva's colleague.

At this time, Sean tugged at his robe.

"We'll leave soon, my dear little Green."

Ma Kusi said as if coaxing a child.

"Truly disrespectful, Mr. Marcus Maige, please take this magic hand mirror..."

The attendant quickly placed a slim-style magic hand mirror into Ma Kusi's hand,

"Do you need a multi-faceted mirror? We have three-sided, four-sided, up to seven-sided mirrors, all crafted by Mr. Hermes himself.

You don't need to worry about being out of stock; you have the highest priority."

"What is a multi-faceted mirror? Sir, please introduce it quickly; my little gentleman has been waiting here too long."

Ma Kusi became interested again and asked quickly.

"Of course—the multi-faceted mirror supports face-to-face communication for multiple people; it is a scarce product of the Fairy Tale Workshop, with a total of less than thirty copies, and there are only three of the highest-level seven-sided mirrors."

The attendant explained quickly.

"Like this, like this—oh—I have to ask Minerva—"

Ma Kusi thought of something, and he became a bit worried.

Without knowing who this mysterious alchemist was, he didn't dare to spend money here casually.

He had always understood that free items might be the most expensive.

"Grandpa Ma Kusi, here."

So a special mirror surface appeared beside his hand; when he looked down, Minerva Marcus Maige's gentle face appeared on it.

"My dear Minerva—"

Ma Kusi said with surprise.

After a while, he reacted, opened his eyes wide to look at the mirror surface, and then looked at Sean.

"Do you know an alchemy master named Hermes?"

He finally swallowed his question and asked Professor Marcus Maige.

"Ma Kusi, you really are getting old and dim-sighted..."

Minerva Marcus Maige shook her head, the corners of her mouth lifting helplessly,

"You should ask Mr. Green."

The VIP room was silent; the attendant with pricked ears retreated tactfully after hearing this, so only Sean and Ma Kusi were left.

"This is our shop, Grandpa Ma Kusi."

Without the miscellaneous shouting, Sean was finally able to let the excited Ma Kusi hear his words.

At this time, he had been thinking for a long time about whether there was sound-transmission magic in the Wizarding World.

"This?"

Ma Kusi's eyebrows twisted into a question mark,

"When did dear Minerva become an alchemy master..."

He muttered.

"It's not Professor Marcus Maige."

Sean said.

Now Ma Kusi was completely at a loss; he racked his brains to search for which of the unpromising children could take on such a heavy responsibility, and finally, he cast his bewildered gaze on Sean.

Sean nodded.

"The Thrice-Great Hermes?"

Ma Kusi asked with his mouth wide open, his voice high.

"Just rumors."

Sean shook his head.

"The greatest wizard of the future?"

Ma Kusi's mouth lifted high, exceptionally surprised.

"The Wizarding World has always liked to boast and exaggerate, Grandpa Ma Kusi."

Sean shook his head like an electric fan.

"Green's beard—"

Ma Kusi finally exclaimed with joy.

A few seconds later, Sean felt himself rising inexplicably, and the cabinets outside the glass were also constantly getting lower—it turned out Ma Kusi had picked him up.

So three seconds later, a black cat climbed down from the air and turned into a young wizard upon landing.

"What beard?"

Sean asked suspiciously.

"A gift from heaven to the Marcus Maige family—Green's beard—"

Ma Kusi was still immersed in the beauty.

Now Sean heard clearly.

He couldn't help but touch his chin—there was no beard there, but his Animagus form had one.

It was hard to say whether this was accurate.

This was Ma Kusi's most joyful day in decades.

He looked at the bustling Fairy Tale Workshop, holding the magic hand mirror in one hand and holding the young wizard's hand in the other, enjoying the joy surging in his heart to the fullest.

The bright blue sky was waxed, and the leaves after late winter were also glazed.

The world suddenly seemed bright.

Happiness was like a furry little cat moving in his heart.

Was he the happiest wizard under this blue sky?

Yes, of course.

At such a moment, it was hard to be troubled by anything—even Voldemort couldn't destroy his joy.

War would naturally destroy many things, but there was a type of wizard who would never be greatly affected.

That's right, naturally, those top masters, the most important of whom were potion masters and alchemy masters.

Rulers constantly exchanged power, transforming the Wizarding World into the way they cared about.

But truly top wizards could still live well enough.

His thoughts could be verified by facts, such as Nicolas Flamel during the Grindelwald era, such as Professor Marcus Maige who was constrained and persuaded to surrender during Voldemort's rule but still taught at Hogwarts.

Looking again at those wizards scrambling to buy magic hand mirrors, Ma Kusi hummed a happy little tune.

"Minerva's child, my lovely child, the Marcus Maige family's child..."

He muttered to himself without rest along the way, sometimes even making himself laugh while talking.

Sean looked at Ma Kusi with worry, secretly observing the old wizard's uncontrollable, triumphant smile through the magic hand mirror.

When they parted at the fireplace, the old wizard didn't even blink; while brewing how to tell Nai the good news, he comforted:

"It's just a simple parting, spring is here, can summer vacation be far behind?

Waiting is truly a painful thing, but it must be endured..."

Sean opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"You can do it, Ma Kusi—"

At this time, he heard Ma Kusi's voice again. ===== CHAPTER 775 =====