"… Appearing now?"
Maka's voice was not loud when she said this, but it was by no means quiet. The head of the Tyful family might not be able to hear it, but the wizards around him must have heard it.
This was indeed the case. His son had an accident and fell into a coma for a long time. Everyone knew about this matter, both inside and outside. At the moment, the news about Beauxbatons is spreading very fast. Even several forces living on the opposite side of the earth are well aware of the changes here. Don't say that you, the Taylor family, are the only ones who know nothing about it.
After Maka's casual reminder, many people noticed that something seemed not quite right. What kind of mentality did the Taifler family have when they came over to ask for punishment at this time
Suddenly, the whispers in the auditorium became more and more obvious.
"Mr. Tefler, since what has happened, shouldn't what we have to do first be to find out the murderer hiding in the dark?" Mrs. Maxim said calmly, "It's me, Maxim." I will not shirk the responsibility at will. I already informed the Ministry of Magic at that time, and the case has been officially established. I believe there will be good news soon. "
Madame Maxime's position was there. Others could talk about it lightly, but she couldn't do that. Beauxbatons' position as principal brought her identity, status and glory, but it also gave her a lot of responsibilities to shoulder.
Facing the head of the Taifler family who came over to ask for an "explanation" in a grand manner, she could only be patient and respond in a way that would not go too far.
"Good news?" Tefler didn't care about the vague rumors around him. He stood at the table where Madame Maxime was sitting, curled his lips and said, "My son is unconscious now. , my friends even died here, do you think there is still so-called 'good news' for me?"
Regardless of whether the male wizard who always had a gloomy face was his "friend" or not, at least the truth behind his words was correct. The problem was that he avoided the important and ignored the important. As Madame Maxime said, shouldn't he spend his time now looking for the real murderer
Now instead of looking for the murderer, he has come to look for Madame Maxime's misfortune, and the reason for this will inevitably make people hesitate.
"I made a mistake," Madam Maxime simply took a step back, obviously not wanting to cause unnecessary disputes, "But again, the Ministry of Magic is stepping up the investigation, and I have also arranged for an investigation. Several Sparton professors are patrolling the campus. I will notify you as soon as there is news, please be patient."
As she spoke, she walked directly in front of Taylor.
Although Mrs. Maxim is actually more inclined to the weaker side now, her height and figure alone directly bring strong oppression to the opponent.
"Of course I'll be waiting," the head of the Taifler family brushed off the wrinkles on his collar to hide the stiffness in his expression, "Well, you won't mind if your 'good news' is waiting for you here, right? Originally, I asked my son to come here just to participate in this discussion. Now that he has fallen into a coma, it is up to me to come and see for myself - hum, what kind of situation would harm my child? Like that?"
After he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he would be even more uncomfortable if he stood with Madame Maxime again, so he directly opened an empty seat and sat down.
The original owner of this seat was currently dancing with someone in the venue. Seeing that he had taken his seat without any explanation, he thought about it but did not explain it clearly. It might just be a waste of your time to argue with this vaguely unruly guy.
"It seems that his real purpose is to find a reason to stay here," Maka and Fanny whispered. "Perhaps he cares more about Nico Flamel's legacy than his own son."
There is no need for him to deliberately spread this sentence, because anyone with a discerning eye can see that the purpose of his trip is to hide here!
"Mr. McClain, does what he does have any impact on your plan?" Fanny heard this and asked.
"Well... we don't know yet whether there is," Maka shrugged. "Of course, the direct impact may not necessarily be there, but the indirect impact will definitely occur. It's just that, compared to me, other people may be more I don’t want him to appear here!”
The "other people" in Maka's mouth naturally refers to all the forces present.
Originally, there was already one less family, but now... Think about it, how can anyone be willing to have one more person try to grab a share of it
Sure enough, the atmosphere in the auditorium soon became even noisier. All the forces were muttering, and as for what they were saying, almost no one could hear them clearly.
"Of course I don't mind, Sir, staying here," Mrs. Maxim continued at this moment. "Maybe Sir is not interested in participating in the ball right now, but you can still sit down for a while. Okay... Distinguished guests, please continue. Let’s dance!”
As she spoke, she took out her wand and waved it lightly, and the music that had suddenly disappeared resounded in the auditorium again.
In the final analysis, the accident at the Tyfler family only concerns individuals and the school, and of course the murderer hiding in the dark. It has no more direct relationship with the other wizards here. The dance will still go on, and those who should enjoy the event can continue to enjoy it. There is no reason to interrupt it because of the attack on the Taifler family.
There are still people talking about it, but most of them have been covered up because of the reappearance of the melody. Gradually, the wizards from all factions lowered their voices and returned to their own small circles to discuss the matter.
Maka knew that this was the end of the matter for the time being. There might be some further disputes in the future, but definitely not now. Since the head of the Taifler family is still focused on the inheritance incident, he probably won't go through any further twists and turns before the real topic comes.
Continuing to target Mrs. Maxim is of course also an option, but for him at this moment, it would also seem a bit redundant.
"Please! Let's continue-"
Maka nodded to Fanny, and the two of them put their hands on their waists and followed the melody floating in their ears, and then started dancing gently.
This time, Maka found a few more couples dancing on the dance floor. It seems that after Tai Fowler's tossing, some wizards also wanted to relax a little more. The ladies invited by Mrs. Maxim finally no longer had to wait in shame.
Women's charm sometimes needs to be enhanced by men, and now is a good time.
Of course, Maka also caught a glimpse of a rather special pair of dance partners. The two figures, one large and one small, are hardly symmetrical in terms of body shape. Originally, their dancing postures had obviously received serious training, but when they were put together, they seemed quite funny.
Needless to say, those are the two brothers and sisters of the Hohenheim family.
"Sarah, let me take a smaller step so that you don't have to accommodate me..."
The fat man was holding his sister's hand carefully, but because of his height, his other hand could only barely rest in Sarah's creaky nest, as if he would pick her up in the next moment.
"Brother Noah, don't you like dancing with Sarah? Why do you look so strange?" Sarah asked gently, "Don't force it! If you really don't want to, Sarah won't blame Noah. Brother’s.”
"Huh? How could it be!" The fat man shook his head exaggeratedly and said passionately, "Dancing with Sarah, this is what my brother has been looking forward to since he was a child! Now this childhood dream is just around the corner, brother But I was so excited that I was almost speechless!”
"Really?" Sarah raised her lips and smiled sweetly, "You have wanted it since you were a child? But when brother Noah was a child, there was no Sarah yet! How could he have such a wish?"
When the fat man heard this, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"No, no, no, in fact, the old man has planned to have a daughter for a long time! And when I heard about it when I was a kid, I really wanted to see what the future sister would be like..." He moved his feet to cooperate with Sarah. Taking a small step, he quickly said nonchalantly, "Who knew, look! Sarah was born! And she's so cute and has such a smart mind! My brother is really... really... "
"What is it really?" Sarah also took a step back and asked with a smile.
"Well, it's really..." The fat man seemed to be at a loss for words. He paused for a while before continuing, "I'm so touched."
As soon as he said these words, he seemed to recall all kinds of unbearable past events, and the corners of his eyes suddenly became wet.
"Oh," Sarah seemed to have suddenly lost interest. The smile on her face faded and she said perfunctorily, "That's great... Brother, it's time to take a side step!"
Because of the distance, Maka didn't hear what they were saying, but the expressions of the male and female wizards near them were a little subtle. The Hohenheim brothers and sisters were really weird. The fat man's pretentious and enthusiastic flattery made people want to laugh and feel awkward at the same time. Goosebumps fell all over the floor for a while.
Maka couldn't hear their conversation, but she could see the expressions of the wizards. He knew that the two brothers and sisters must be fooling around again. In the current somewhat dull atmosphere, they can still create some relaxing space. I have to say that this is also a rare talent.
Amidst the melodious melody, the dance continued, and not long after, it entered the stage of the second dance.
The process of events also took another step forward slowly and invisibly.