"Tefler, are you still being stubborn? I think that instead of trying to shirk it anymore, you might as well take a look over here first... and see who this is?"
While the head of the Tyful family was still wrangling surrounded by everyone, a tall wizard suddenly shouted from behind everyone, his tone full of pride.
After he finished speaking, he lightly took a step to the side, directly revealing the two figures behind him.
"Eh? Isn't that the young master from the Taifler family? Is he awake?"
Someone immediately recognized the wizard who suddenly appeared in front of everyone - poor Master Taylor looked a little depressed, and his hands were tightly tied by magic ropes, one end of the rope was held by the short man behind him Wu grabbed it in the palm of his hand and couldn't move at all.
But at least he did wake up and looked pretty good to be honest.
"you-"
After the head of the Tyful family saw his son, his expression suddenly changed. Although he quickly covered it up with an impatient look, showing that he was actually quite deep in the city, after all, he was still seen by a small number of people.
"Are you awake?" he asked his son, and then without waiting for his answer, he returned his gaze to the face of the tall wizard who had spoken before, "What on earth do you want to do? Why did you put my Tied up the child?"
"Hey, Ty Fowler, are you still holding out some luck?" The tall wizard chuckled, "In this case, I advise you to stop pretending! Tell me - that Edward ·Where did you take Flamel?"
"I told you, this matter has nothing to do with me!" Hearing this, the head of the Tyful family suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily, "Let my child go immediately, if you don't want to bring trouble!"
"Oh oh oh, so it turns out that besides being good at playing dirty tricks behind your back, the wizards of your Tyfler family only know harsh words?" The tall wizard smiled with disdain, "Don't change the subject. Wouldn't it be okay if you just say what you should say and what we want to hear? Do you think we brothers will be interested in your son, whose butt is whiter than his face? "
His joke seemed quite vulgar, causing most of the wizards present to frown for a while.
The people standing here now are all wizards with some status, and they can be regarded as the upper echelons of the magic circles in various countries. Naturally, they can't stand such vulgar words. When they thought that they were actually staying together with a person who even talked like he was excreting, many people subconsciously took a small step back.
Of course, this pile of excrement at this moment... no, it is this man, and what he is doing is quite interesting. So even though his words were disrespectful, they did not make anyone want to leave immediately.
Fanni and Maka naturally followed them back, and now she and Maka were standing beside each other, quietly acting as bystanders.
"I don't think this is the representative of any force..." Seeing this, she couldn't help turning to Maka and whispered softly, "The more profound the force, the more it will pay attention to the cultivation of superficial skills, and usually it is I have been choosing since I was a child. As far as I know, it is really rare for people to say what I just said."
Maka found that Fanny looked a little disgusted like the other wizards, which showed that what she said was still very convincing.
"There is no difference between vulgarity and elegance. They just need to be used according to the occasion." Maka shook her head and said, "But you must be right about one thing - their identities are indeed somewhat suspicious."
When many people were commenting on the two wizards, one tall and one short, the two people didn't care at all. Instead, the short wizard holding the rope laughed a few times.
"Tell me what you want to hear?" The head of the Tefler family stared at the tall man with stern eyes and said in a gloomy tone, "What do you want to hear? Where did I hide the old butler of the Flamel family? Don't tell me. Say I don’t know, even if I was really the one who kidnapped the old man, do you think I would tell you?”
I don't know whether it was because he was impatient with the other party's continuous questioning, or because he felt a little guilty. In short, he no longer wanted to say over and over again that he had done nothing, but simply took the initiative to ridicule the other party.
"Oh? Don't you think so? I don't think so -" the tall wizard sneered again, and then waved his hand behind him without looking back.
When the short wizard who was standing behind and controlling Master Tyful saw this, he immediately raised his hand and pressed the wand against the neck of the hostage in his hand. Although the tip of the wand was not sharp, it directly pressed out his skin. A depression.
"Tefler, you have to think about it! Whether to say it or not, and how to say it, is of course up to you, but what will happen to your son in the end... has to be decided by whether we brothers are satisfied or not?"
"stop!"
Whether it is the four persons involved or the surrounding wizards, most of them are still paying close attention to the development of the situation. But at this moment, a voice sounded from the deepest part of the auditorium, but it was Mrs. Maxim who finally couldn't bear it anymore.
In fact, this was not a situation she wanted to prevent.
After all, letting the two unknown wizards force the head of the Tefler family to speak would be a way to solve the unexpected disappearance of old Edward. But if they were allowed to continue like this, there might be another hurtful incident. As the principal of Beauxbatons, she could not let such incidents happen in the school again.
"Huh?" The tall wizard frowned when he heard this. It seemed that Mrs. Maxim's verbal obstruction was not what he expected. "Madam, don't you want to know the whereabouts of the old housekeeper?"
"Of course I want to know," Maxim also frowned, "but this kind of practice should not happen in a school. Please understand it-"
"Oh, I'm sorry!" The other party shrugged, "It seems that I was a little careless... So, Mrs. Maxim, do you have any more suitable methods? If so, why don't you tell everyone? How about sharing it?”
"Leave Mr. Tefler and his son to the French Ministry of Magic together!" Maxim said decisively, "The Aurors and the Legilimency masters of the Ministry of Magic will completely figure out the situation... What do you think? "
Handing over situations that are personally inconvenient to the Ministry of Magic is a method Beauxbatons often chooses to investigate. Who makes the relationship between the two parties very harmonious? If this were left to the British wizarding community, both Fudge in the past and Scrimgeour now would probably handle it with some selfish motives and extract some benefits from it.
For Beauxbatons, this is undoubtedly a risk-free strategy for stability. However, for the representatives of the forces present, it would be a bit of a delay.
They want to know the final result of the matter, and immediately, immediately, as quickly as possible!
"Mrs. Maxim, I think it's better to let them continue! It would be better for us if we could find the housekeeper earlier, wouldn't it?"
I don’t know who said this, but it immediately aroused the approval of most wizards. Suddenly, the buzzing voices around her became more complicated, making Mrs. Maxim's expression stagnant.
Faced with such a group of people who all have influential votes, even if the French Minister of Magic is still there, he may not be able to easily control the direction of the situation.
Of course, there are many people who support continuing to press the head of the Tyful family to tell the truth, but naturally there are also a small number of wizards who are not happy to see the chaos settled.
Seeing that the head of the Taifler family would soon be forced to reveal the specific whereabouts of old Edward, some people immediately began to make moves.
"Those two guys were the only ones talking to themselves from the beginning, and Mr. Taylor has never admitted it... Using someone else's child to coerce, even if he hasn't done it, it becomes something he has done, right? Hmph, maybe In fact, it’s those two unidentified guys who are directing and acting in it themselves!”
Among the crowd, a wizard wearing a tuxedo and a black top hat suddenly appeared. His eyebrows were a little frivolous and his tone of voice was quite intriguing.
"Oh? Sir, what do you mean by this?" The tall wizard raised his eyebrows and immediately asked, "Has Tefler ever done this? What will happen when he hands over the butler?" Are you clear? I'm afraid even the young gentleman over there can understand such a simple truth, right?"
Although he said these words in a decent way, the last sentence clearly referred to Maka, who was huddled aside to watch the fun, and it also contained a hint of making fun of her young age, which made people think a little bit. It doesn’t make sense.
Not to mention that Maka's reputation is not low now, Maka's magic skills in the past are enough for people not to underestimate her.
"Where did these two guys come from?" Some people began to hesitate.
Maka didn't care about the teasing in his words. He spread his hands towards the others and whispered to Fanny beside him -
"It seems that there are quite a few people who have never met those two!"
On the other side, when the young male wizard with a frivolous expression saw this, a hint of curiosity appeared on his face. He first looked at the tall wizard from left to right, up and down, and then spoke.
"Clearly?" He curled his lips, "No matter what Mr. Taylor is forced to say, as long as you use your hands and feet, won't it simply become the truth?"
"Huh... What good can we gain by doing this?" The tall man frowned, obviously understanding that there were indeed loopholes in it.
"The good thing is that you rescued Mr. Butler in the end," the frivolous wizard spread his arms and said loudly, "Isn't this good enough for everyone present?"