Chapter 111 Special Guests

As the sun went down, more and more guests arrived at McMillan's house.

Everyone seemed to know each other, at least most of the families were connected in one way or another. This is also the first time Maca knows how complicated it is among the intertwined family forces in the magic world.

In the evening, the golden sunset shines through the holly trees outside the back garden and falls on the spacious backyard.

Many guests have just come out of the circle of the ten-pillar show, and are exchanging with each other the technique of rolling wooden balls. The game seems to be quite popular among the aristocrats - Dumbledore is said to have enjoyed it too.

Maca naturally has no interest in this kind of aristocratic game, he is talking casually with young people from several families at the moment!

Not long after, the sun set on the mountain, and the night also spread.

"Gentlemen and ladies, the dance scene has been set up, please move to the hall—"

After hearing Ernie's father's words, almost all the guests couldn't help but cheer up, and even Maca nodded secretly.

After all, from time to time this afternoon, I heard people talking about it, which shows how important the so-called "one of those few families" in their mouths really is.

Maca was about to go in with the flow of people, but saw Ernie's father beckoning this way - of course it was not calling him, but calling Ernie beside him to go over!

"Sorry, Maca." Ernie said shyly, "My father told me to come over."

"It's okay, you go!" Maca replied.

He thought for a while, then turned his head to Leila and Hannah and asked, "Aren't you going to your family's side?"

Leila shook her head vigorously, and said in a low voice, "I'm not going! I'm sure I'm going to talk to strangers again, I'm in trouble..."

Hannah looked at him suspiciously, then shook her head too.

Maca shrugged indifferently, and led the two of them into the house...

Compared with the banquet at noon, the scene of this ball is obviously more grand.

In the wide hall, there are many dining tables against the wall. Food and wine are naturally indispensable, but that is not the focus of tonight.

In the center of the hall, there is a large open space, which is obviously the dance floor reserved for everyone.

And in the middle, there is a circular stage that is only slightly higher than the ground. On the stage, all kinds of weird instruments are piled up on it-it seems that a band will be on stage soon.

On the high ceiling of the hall, a hanging crystal lamp hangs down from above, and they maintain a constant radiance, illuminating the entire hall brightly.

The guests were scattered around the dance floor, but almost no one was still chatting with each other, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

Maca just stood in the crowd, he was a child who hadn't opened his body, and he was submerged in the crowd at once, and almost no one would notice him.

It can be noticed that Ernie's father is standing in the doorway with him, and the Avery father and son are also standing nearby. The two families are quite a bit tit-for-tat.

For a moment, the hall with a strong dance atmosphere formed a sharp contrast with the inexplicably quiet crowd.

Just when Maca, like everyone else, was staring at the door intentionally or unintentionally, the door was quietly pushed open.

Only two people walked in, a man and a woman, who seemed to be father and daughter.

They are not as meticulously dressed as the nobles in the hall, and it can even be seen that the clothes on them are old clothes that have been washed and washed.

But Maca, who had seen some albums in Rowena's secret room, knew at a glance that the two sets were ancient wizard robes full of age.

As soon as the father and daughter entered the door, McMillan and Avery's family immediately joined them. Judging by their polite appearance, it was obvious that they both wanted something.

When the eyes of most people in the hall,

When they were all focused on the middle-aged wizard, Maca stared at the girl beside him instead.

Although the image has changed a lot because of the attire, Maca still quickly recognized the girl's identity.

"Charlotte?" Maca couldn't help whispering to herself.

One of the three beauties of Hogwarts, sister Charlotte of Hufflepuff College. She is indeed very beautiful, the kind of beauty that is so attractive that it is difficult for people to mistake her.

But even Maca didn't expect that this carefree, often laughing, and sometimes "rough" senior had such a strong family background.

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't need to take a long way, and I would have taken Ernie's route..." Maca grinned, secretly thinking that he made a mistake.

But that being the case, he didn't go over to talk directly - that would be too abrupt, and it would also leave some bad impressions on the McMillan family.

But this time he was wrong. Ernie's father would really wish for a relationship with these two easily! After all, Maca still underestimated the significance of the family behind Charlotte.

Just when Maca was thinking secretly, there was already a conversation at the door.

"Mr. Witt, please—" Ernie's father stretched out his hand to invite, "The dance is about to start, why don't you come and enjoy the music?"

He was about to wave his hand to call the band in, but saw the middle-aged wizard whom he called "Mr. Witt" waved his hand and said casually: "No, I came to bother you because I have something urgent to ask. It can be avoided."

On the other side, the old Avery's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was laughing at McMillan's ignorance.

"Mr. Witt, since the matter is urgent, why don't you invite him in the backyard! It's quieter there, so it's easier to talk about things." He turned his attention to customers, and simply put Ernie's father aside.

"...you are?" Mr. Witte asked, looking at him.

"Your humble Jim Avery, if you need anything, please feel free to speak." Old Avery saluted slightly.

"Oh, it's the Avery family..." Mr. Witt nodded and continued, "One more person is more strength, so let's go to the backyard first!"

He turned his head to his daughter Charlotte and said, "You play here for a while, don't run away."

"I'm not a child!" Charlotte chuckled, completely ignoring the surprised gazes of the others, and slapped her father on the back with a slap.

All of a sudden, the guests who were talking softly fell silent.

Among the crowd not far away, Maca looked at Charlotte and felt her eyelids twitching.

"Cough cough cough...You girl," Mr. Witt seemed to choke on being photographed, "you said you're not a child? You don't even look at your age, you're almost married and you're so reckless..."

As soon as Charlotte heard the word "married", she immediately put on a straight face.

"...All right, all right, you can wander around by yourself." Mr. Witt waved his hand.

He always has nothing to do with this precious daughter, but how can family traditions be violated at will? Mr. Werther and Charlotte knew this very well, so they quickly stopped talking.

After Mr. Witter and the two current Patriarchs left, Charlotte was surrounded by a group of young wizards who were not much different in age before Charlotte had time to look around.

Whether it's their own ideas or the ideas instigated by their family members, they are nothing more than aristocratic habits that follow the pole, and everyone knows it in their hearts.

Maca naturally didn't have much interest in running to join in the fun. After thinking about it, he planned to secretly go to the backyard to listen to a few words.

But he wanted to leave, but someone disagreed.

"Hey! Stop, little boy!"

Ma Ka suddenly felt bad, he turned around quickly, only to see a white hand patting his chest.

I don't know if it was a subconscious reaction or what, Maca also reached out and moved closer.

"Snapped!"

A crisp clapping sound made the guests quiet again.

Maca withdrew his hand, looked at his palm, and then at Charlotte who was standing in front of him, couldn't help blinking.

"Yo, good evening!" He grinned and smiled stiffly.

"The response is not bad, elementary school brother!"

Charlotte also showed him a sweet smile, and without saying a word, grabbed Maca's shoulder and turned around for him, and then slapped Maca hard on the back.

"Don't move around, this is etiquette!" Charlotte said with a smile.

Maca sighed helplessly, then turned around, put on a grin and said, "Senior sister, can't you be lighter..."

"Okay, stop pretending!" Charlotte patted him on the shoulder, then lowered her voice, "Help me block, you understand."

But Maca shook his head and said, "Look at my age, I'm not qualified enough to help you?"

"I say yes!" Charlotte grabbed his arm and whispered, "What do you think the traditions of the nobility are, and what age is nothing..."

As she talked, it seemed that some memories were brought back, and her voice became lower and lower.

Maca nodded indifferently and said, "Okay, I basically understand... then let's dance!"

The band came in after Mr. Witter had left, and now the light dance music was playing, but there were not many dancing guests.

At this moment, Maca stretched out her hand and invited Charlotte: "I don't know if I have the honor—"

"No!" Charlotte smiled gracefully on the surface, but began to complain in a low voice, "I hate dancing! I've been forced to learn it since I was a child, but besides playing on occasion, what else can it be used for?"

"At least it can be used to teach me..." Maca joked.

He's concentrating right now, moving his feet in Charlotte's footsteps, almost as if he's seeing a needle. Charlotte stepped back, and he filled the void with his own foot.

Although the dance steps are obviously full of mistakes and omissions, but on the surface, it doesn't give people any awkward feeling.

"Is that a new dance step?" some guests whispered, staring at the two of them.

"It's wrong! You should step forward, not sideways! It's not right here either..." Charlotte kept talking.

"But aren't you moving sideways?" Maca argued.

"What does my sideways movement have to do with you!" Charlotte deliberately stepped on Maca's feet while maintaining a steady smile.