"Olim Maxim, come out! Give my daughter back to me immediately!"
I don't know when, but there were already people standing outside the gate of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. If you look carefully, you can actually find that many of them are wizards from the German Brandt family, because the coats of arms of the Brandt family are embroidered on the collars of those people's robes.
Judging from what the middle-aged wizard who was standing at the front and shouting to the school through the fence gate said, he seemed to be the father of Miss Brandt who suddenly came to visit before.
"Dürer, stop shouting and come back."
After letting him shout a few times, the older, majestic-looking wizard in black velvet robes standing in the center of the crowd suddenly said:
"It's enough to call a few times. Madame Maxime is not deaf, so she must have heard it. And then, all we have to do is wait patiently here."
Having said this, he turned his head slightly naturally and looked at the other two wizards, a man and a woman not far away.
"...Mr. Ionescu, Ms. Dumitru, do you think so?"
"Well, of course." The wizard nodded and said, "Everything is just rumors and conjecture at the moment. Don't act rashly until the investigation is clear. After all, this is Beauxbatons, a school for teaching and educating people. School."
"But, my daughter is obviously here—"
Dürer at the door gritted his teeth with an angry look on his face, as if he wanted to argue again, but the majestic but sinister wizard in the middle gave him a cold look.
When Dürer saw it, his scalp felt numb. After hesitating for a while, he finally retreated to the opponent's side.
At this moment, the two wizards and wizards next to them also looked at each other, seeming to be exchanging opinions. The next moment, the wizard took a step forward, then suddenly took out his wand, raised his hand and pointed at the sky.
"Boom... bang!"
A ball of silver light suddenly rose into the sky, exploded in mid-air, and then formed a flashing mark of the International Federation of Wizards.
"Member of the Federation Council Mihai Ionescu, together with Nadia Dumitru, Vice President of the Anti-Dark Arts Tribunal, came to Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to conduct a wartime review. We also ask everyone in the school to actively cooperate. … Please open the door!”
…
"Bang!"
The federation's monogram exploded in the sky. Of course Madame Maxime saw this scene - just look out the window and you can easily see the particularly conspicuous mark.
only…
"Union Tribunal?"
In the side hall, Maxim looked at the dying girl on the ground with a gurgling throat, and couldn't help but throw the empty medicine bottles on the ground.
With the sound of the glass bottle rolling to the ground, she frowned and said:
"I almost forgot that there is this one... Speaking of which, they came so fast!"
"Husband, madam?"
The administrator who was guarding the door with anxiety and confusion glanced inside and couldn't help but call her softly. After Maxim heard this, he waved his hand and said:
"You go and deal with it first... No, let's call the other professors who are staying in school first! It's not convenient for me to come forward now..."
"Okay... okay, I'll go right away."
Within Beauxbatons, Maxim's prestige is still quite high. Although the administrator had hidden doubts in his heart, he still subconsciously responded and left in a hurry.
After the other party left, Maxim hesitated on the spot for a moment, and then turned around to check on Miss Brandt again to see if there was any way to save her.
As for the current intentions of the head of the Brandt family, she didn't have time to think about it for the time being.
However, when she suddenly looked back, she was stunned - at that moment, what she saw was not the girl still lying in a pool of blood, but a man who had stood up and carried his head with his head down. Facing her embarrassed figure.
Of course, the girl's body was still covered in blood stains, and the still fresh blood dripped thickly from the hem of her messy robe, creating ripples in the bloody puddles on the ground.
At some point, the churning sound in her throat had completely stopped.
"Miss Brandt, you—"
The plague of living corpses has been going on in Britain for such a long time, and Maxim is one of the wizards who has witnessed most of the process. Seeing the scene in front of me now, of course I would not be stupid enough to go up and check it without confirming the actual changes.
While speaking, she had already raised her wand and pointed it at the strange back. Even though the plasma between her fingers was so sticky that it felt a little slippery when she held the handle of the staff, her posture did not change at all.
There is no doubt that Madame Maxime is an excellent witch.
"Ho!"
Almost the moment she finished speaking, the girl with her head lowered suddenly turned around, her half-open eyes turning into pure black. Mixed in the blood on his face, it still looked deep and cold, and it seemed to reveal an aura of madness.
She suddenly lowered her figure and rushed towards Maxim with rapid movements.
"squeak-"
"boom!"
It turns out that blood is really slippery, especially on the marble floor in the side hall. At that moment, she stepped into a pool of blood, and then her body tilted and fell heavily to the ground. The blood on the ground and on her body immediately spattered.
But this obviously does not hinder the tall Madame Maxime. I saw that she immediately seized this opportunity accurately. She originally planned to cast a defensive spell, but suddenly stopped casting it, and then swung forward instead.
Immediately, the blood flying on the ground and in the air rotated, forming a circle, shrinking and binding towards the girl, and finally turned into a red magic rope to tightly bind her.
"So, does the blood of living corpses really turn people into their own kind?" Maxim secretly thought while preparing the next spell, "Then, how did the Brandt family know... Well? , did you conduct experiments secretly?"
With this thought in mind, the movement of her hand did not stop, and soon she waved the wand again, and another powerful full-body binding spell was cast from her hand.
But this time, the spell failed.
Not only that, but the figure bound by the magic rope was seen flying silently out of thin air. While bypassing the binding spell, it drew an arc and struck Maxim again from the side.
This is not something ordinary living corpses can do!