"It's just a little trick."

Jacques Exhibition waved his hand and said: "There is nothing worthy of praise. Relatively speaking, this newspaper is more important."

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

The first thing Victor does when he wakes up every morning is read the newspaper, or read the news in the newspaper.

So in fact, he had already read the newspaper in his hand called "Wizard's Daily Morning News".

The front page headline published above is what happened last night, but it focuses on promoting the wisdom and foresight of Kevin of the Felix family.

Others, including the important supporting character "Eiger", are only briefly mentioned above without even a name.

This made him quite unhappy.

Because in his opinion, although Kevin led the incident last night, what Iger did in their association was equally important.

It’s okay if there is basically no publicity in the newspaper, but they don’t even give a name, which is really too much!

"The Archipelago Weekly, Imperial Daily Mail, Pravda, and even Northern Royal Daily Times mentioned this matter."

Victor then said: "But from the perspective of outsiders, this matter has nothing to do with our mixed-race association."

"You are just one-minded." President Jacques glanced at him.

"Right now, the Felix family is pushing Kevin to the forefront to publicize that he destroyed a conspiracy by an unknown enemy to drive a wedge between pure blood and mixed blood. Then, the Felix family will inevitably investigate this matter in depth."

"This matter also involves the assassination case not long ago, and the Chelsea man will not let it go either."

"so?"

"The two major wizarding families have stepped forward to maintain the relationship between pure blood and mixed blood. There will definitely be a lot of fanfare next. Isn't this a good thing?"

"You mean, the matter within our association..."

"The problem will not be solved, but at least it will have a soothing and deterrent effect. There should be no accidents in a short time."

Saying this, President Jacques stood up instead.

"But since the gifts have been prepared, there is no need for us to continue sitting here now."

So why didn't you take action to capture him before, instead of waiting until now?

Victor was puzzled, but the president would do some unimaginable things every now and then, so he didn't bother to ask in detail.

After calling a taxi and getting in, he turned around and said, "What... do you think of Egg?"

"What aspect are you referring to?" The old man raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"What happened last night has spread throughout the wizarding world."

Vice President Victor said with a worried tone: "Although Iger is not mentioned much in these newspapers, it is impossible for some local pure-blood families to ignore him. After all, his talent..."

"Are you afraid that he will be absorbed by those pure-blood families?"

"I have some differences with Old Delaine on this matter."

Victor did not answer directly, but instead said: "He believes that whether Egg stays in the association or not, he is still a member of our mixed race. For the sake of his future, we should not affect his next choice.

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"Your opinion is contrary to his?" President Jacques asked.

"That's right."

Victor looked helpless and said: "But I really can't think of what to do to keep Egger."

Although the Mixed-blood Association is very influential in the overall mixed-blood class, mixed-bloods themselves are a group of people who cannot stand on the stage in the eyes of pure-blood wizards.

Therefore, with the talent of "Aige", whether it is "becoming a member" of a large family, or marrying a small or medium-sized family, marrying a "noble lady" as a son-in-law.

It's better than staying in an unpopular organization like the Mixed-blood Association.

Then Ige had just joined the association for just two days, and he had no feelings or nostalgia for this place at all.

Under such circumstances, how stupid do you have to be to choose to stay and share the joys and sorrows with these "bitter haha" people?

"Just like Feng said, no matter where he goes, he is still one of our mixed blood."

President Jacques didn't seem to have such worries, and was actually happy when he heard this.

"So no matter what choice he makes next, I will not stop him."

"Are you really willing to let such a genius go?"

"Forty years ago, I accepted an apprentice, whose name I won't mention. That was a sad thing."

President Jacques said: "His talent should not be inferior to that of Iger, especially when he saved a young lady from the Refaeli family during an outing, so it wasn't long before he was recruited by the Refali family."

"You let him go?"

"No, in the name of the teacher, I refuse to let him marry that Miss Refaeli."

President Jacques said: "This matter is actually very complicated, but generally speaking, my thoughts at the time were basically the same as yours now."

"Then what?"

"Then he betrayed me. He thought I had deprived him of his right to pursue love and a future. He was so resentful that he wanted to poison my food..."

At this point, seeing Victor's complicated expression, the old man patted his shoulder cheerfully.

"So, there are some things that cannot be forced. We just need to show enough attention. For other things, let him make his own choices."

Even though he said that, seeing a genius flying away right under his nose, Victor, as the vice-president, still felt very depressed.

However, seeing the unconcerned look on the president's face who was sitting across from him, he stopped talking and still didn't say anything.

The carriage fell into silence, and the carriage continued to move along the street, and finally slowly stopped in front of the association apartment building, which was only separated from the train tracks by a wall.

Victor got off the carriage first, but before he could welcome the old president down, he saw a familiar figure approaching quickly.

"Colin Levin? What are you doing here?"

Victor frowned at this.

Colin Levine is a middle-aged wizard with a fat belly. The two used to be colleagues and had a good relationship.

It was only later that the pot-bellied wizard ran out to set up his own business and founded the Laoshizi Meteorological Association, and the relationship between the two parties dropped to a freezing point.

In Victor's view, the organization founded by this person is actually a competitor of the Mixed-blood Association, and Iger was almost robbed by them not long ago.

So now that he saw the president of the association appearing in front of him, he naturally didn't feel good about it.

"I have made an appointment with President Jacques. We have something to discuss."

The middle-aged wizard said so.

"Then you won't have to wait at the door, right?"

Victor responded with a sullen face, "If others see it, they will think our association is rude."

"Of course."

When the middle-aged fat president said this, a smile appeared on his face, "I actually want to ask President Jacques to introduce Mr. Egg Wilson of your association to me."

"If you want to see Egg, can you just go in and find it yourself? As for bothering our president?"

"Of course not, that would be too rude."

The fat wizard shook his head and said, "Mr. Wilson did a great favor to our association last night."

Busy?

Victor was stunned when he heard this.

Apart from what happened at the banquet, did anything else happen last night?

"What big favor is worthy of such a grand ceremony?" President Jacques, who slowly walked out of the carriage, was also surprised by this.

The two parties did not mention this matter when they contacted each other before. They just said that they wanted to discuss the issue about the unlucky boy Arthur.

So he was also surprised by this.

So next, the old president heard something that surprised him.

"Mr. Wilson, for the sake of friendship, last night sponsored our association's Arthur 300,000 grams of ghost dust."

The fat, middle-aged president said with admiration: "Three hundred thousand grams, how generous! Who is more worthy of our association's solemn treatment of such a good man than him?"

Three hundred thousand?

Victor's face was startled when he heard this, and then he looked annoyed, as if he had suffered a great loss.

President Jacques also raised his eyebrows when he heard this. He glanced at a room on the second floor of the apartment, and his previous thoughts changed instantly.

"You're right."

He then nodded, "That is indeed a good person who needs to be treated with caution."

…

When he said this, the old president had no idea that the good Mellon happened to be dreaming of him at this moment.

In other words, him in the future.
Chapter completed!