Chapter 66: meet

"Dumbledore, I don't think we need to discuss the three strong cups anymore, especially the face-to-face discussions. Look." The man at the wine table glanced at the mild warm sun outside the window and continued: "This British The weather is really disturbing. I still miss the weather around Demstrang. The weather is cold and the wind and snow are in order to hone the will of a wizard." He said he picked up his own Cup, drink the bubbled beverage in between.
　　 The bar is very lively and the atmosphere is warm, but nobody cares about the irony of this foreigner.
　　 "Even the drink is such a thing for the ladies to drink." The man smashed the cup the wooden table, letting the already weak wooden table shake a few times, it may seem to fall apart at any time.
"Old man, I think I can only agree with some of your views. Sometimes it is not only the surrounding environment that can hone people, but there is also a lady here. Should you pay attention to your words? ?" Dumbledore raised the glass of wine and took a sip.
　　 "This is my negligence." The man looked a little apologetically at the other woman at the table. "You know, Mrs. Maxim, I just made an analogy, and it didn't mean to discriminate against women."
　　 "It doesn't matter." The lady named Maxim only smiled faintly, not paying attention to his unreasonable just now.
Mrs. Maxim is a woman with a difference, or not only unusual in the range of women, but unusual in the range of wizards or ordinary people. She is so tall that she is at this table The front occupies a position where two people can sit down. In addition, she had an olive face, black and watery eyes, and her hair was brushed behind her head. She wore a black satin dress from head to toe and wore many luxurious opals. She speaks English very well, but the only flaw is that she has a French accent.
As for the vulgar man named Igor Kakarov, he did not match his standard gentleman's appearance. He was tall and thin, with short white hair, and his goatee. (With a small volume) He didn't completely cover his thin chin.
　　 The uninformed person first glanced at it, but it might be that he was a standard English gentleman.
The three at the wine table chatted casually, ignoring the noisy environment of the surrounding bars, and the people around did not care about things here. This is a bit abnormal. After all, Dumbledore is in the wizarding world, whether in the UK or everywhere. There is a lofty reputation, and someone will always pay attention to him.
　　 Apparently, they cast a spell to block outside interference.
　　 Dumbledore took the lead and continued: "I have no intention of interfering with the operation of the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic. In fact, you are the most active in the top three, you, Mr. Kakarov."
"Then why did you ask us two to come here and talk not far away? I think since this is not the case, I don't need to come to this broken place during this leisure vacation." Kakarov used his thick 'S voice said, dissatisfied in the tone.
　　 "I don't mind, it's time to travel." Mrs. Maxim nodded gracefully, but still asked: "Then why did you ask us to come?"
　　 "Hmm." Dumbledore groaned a bit, took out a black book from his large robe that he had not marked, and put it on the wine table.
　　 "Dumbledore, what are you trying to do?" Kakarov's thick eyebrows suddenly picked up, as if he saw something impossible.
　　 "This shouldn't be made by you." Madam Maxim also frowned, and this notebook gave her a very bad and evil feeling.
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　　 "Of course, Mrs. Maxim." Dumbledore nodded and showed his attitude.
"Then it's estimated that it's the spoils you got after defeating a black magician?" Kakarov said with a self-deprecating smile: "If you just want to use this to warn me, it's not necessary, though I used to have a glorious history, but now I know that life on the shore is still good."
"So, what the are you doing with us?" Kakarov supported the table with both hands, and the whole person stood up at once, eyes fixed on the man in front of him, and asked him a bit of questioning tone. Road.
　　 "Be restless." Dumbledore waved his hand, and then said: "I think my office is more suitable to talk about some secret events. This is a tavern after all."
　　 "It's an honor." Mrs. Maxim nodded and prepared to get up. The blood of the giant gave her a somewhat resolute style.
　　 "I had forgotten the last time I went to Hogwarts. I just went to see it again this time." She said to herself, full of joy and expectation.
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