Chapter 578 The Prom Continues

"...It just appeared now?"

Maca's voice was not loud when he said this, but it was by no means low. The Patriarch Taifle might not be able to hear it, but the wizards around him must have heard it.

The fact is true, his son fell into a coma for a long time due to an accident, and everyone knew about it inside and out. Right now, the news of Beauxbatons is spreading fast, and even the few forces living on the opposite side of the earth are well aware of the changes here, let alone you, the Taifler family, who don't know anything about it.

After Maca casually reminded, many people noticed that something seemed wrong. What kind of mentality does the Taifler family have at this point in time when they come to inquire about their crimes?

Suddenly, the whispers in the auditorium became more and more obvious.

"Mr. Taylor, since the matter has already happened, shouldn't what we have to do first find out the murderer hiding in the dark?" Mrs. Maxim calmly said, "It should be me, Maxim." I will not shirk my responsibility at will. I have notified the Ministry of Magic at that time, and the case has already been formally established, and I believe there will be good news soon."

Madame Maxime's position is there. Others can talk about it in an understatement, but she can't do that. Beauxbaton's position as principal brought her identity, status and glory, but it also gave her a lot of responsibilities to bear.

Facing Patriarch Tyfler who rushed over majestically to ask for an "explanation", she could only be patient and respond without going too far.

"Good news?" Taifler didn't care about the vague rumors coming from around him. He stood still at the table where Mrs. Maxim was at the moment, curled his lips towards her and said, "My son is unconscious now. , my friends even died here, do you think there will be so-called 'good news' for me?"

Leaving aside whether that male wizard who always had a gloomy face was his "friend" or not, at least the truth in what he said was correct, and the problem was only in avoiding the serious ones. As Madam Maxim said, shouldn't he spend all his time now looking for the real culprit?

Now he not only does not look for the murderer,

Instead, he came to find Mrs. Maxim's bad luck, but the reasons for it inevitably made people hesitate.

"I made a slip of the tongue," Madam Maxim simply took another step back, obviously not wanting to have unnecessary disputes with her, "But it's still the same sentence, the Ministry of Magic is now stepping up its investigation, and I have also arranged for Bu Several professors from Sparton are patrolling around the campus. I will notify you as soon as I have any news, please wait patiently."

As she spoke, she walked directly in front of Tai Fleur.

Although Mrs. Maxim is actually more inclined to the weak side now, but her height and shape alone directly bring a strong oppressive force to the other party.

"Of course I will wait." Patriarch Taifle brushed off the folds of his collar to hide his stiff expression, "Well, I'm waiting here for your 'good news', don't you mind? Originally, I asked my son to come here to participate in this seminar. Now that he has fallen into a coma, let me come and take a look in person—hmph, what kind of situation is it that my son is sent Harm like that?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that it would be even more awkward if he stood with Mrs. Maxim, so he directly opened an empty seat and sat down.

The original owner of this seat was dancing with people in the arena at this time, seeing him take his seat without any explanation, but after thinking about it, he didn't explain clearly. It might be a waste of my time to argue with this vaguely messy guy.

"It seems that his real purpose is to find a reason to stay here," Maca and Fanny whispered. "Perhaps he cares more about Nanico 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. McLean, will his actions affect your plan?" Fanny asked aloud upon hearing this.

"Hmm... I don't know if there will be any," Maca shrugged. "Of course, there may not be a direct impact, but an indirect impact will definitely occur. However, compared to me, other people may I don't even want him to appear here!"

The "others" in Maca's mouth naturally refers to all the forces present.

Originally, one family was missing, but who knows now... Thinking about it, I know, how can anyone be willing to have one more person to try to grab the share?

Sure enough, the atmosphere in the auditorium soon became even more noisy. All the forces are muttering, and as for what they are saying, almost no one can hear them clearly.

"Of course I don't mind my husband staying here," Madam Maxim continued at this moment, "maybe my husband is not interested in participating in the ball right now, but I can still sit down for a while. Alright... distinguished guests, please Let's get on with the dance!"

As she spoke, she pulled out her wand and waved lightly, the music that had just disappeared suddenly reverberated in the auditorium again.

In the final analysis, the accident at Tyfuller's family was only related to the individual and the school, and of course the murderer who was hiding in the dark. It had nothing to do with the other wizards here. The dance party will continue to be held, and those who should enjoy the event can continue to enjoy it, there is no reason to stop it because of the attack on the Taifler family.

People who commented still existed, but most of them were covered up because of the reappearance of the melody. Gradually, the wizards of various forces lowered their volumes one after another, and put the conversation about the matter back into their own small circles.

Maca knew that this matter was over for the time being, and there might be some further disputes in the future, but it was definitely not now. Since Patriarch Taifle's attention is still on the inheritance matter, he probably won't make any further troubles before the main topic comes.

Continuing to target Mrs. Maxim is of course also an option, but for him at this moment, it will also seem a bit redundant.

"Please! Let's continue—"

Maca nodded to Fanny, and the two put their hands on their waists and followed the melody wafting in their ears, and then took a gentle dance step.

This time, Maca found that there were a few more couples dancing on the dance floor. It seems that after Tyfull's tossing, some wizards also wanted to relax a little bit more, and those ladies who were invited by Mrs. Maxim finally didn't have to wait with a dull face.

The charm of a woman sometimes needs a man to set it off, and now is a good time.

Of course, Maca also caught a glimpse of a rather special pair of dance partners. The two figures were one big and one small, and it was hard to say that they matched in terms of body size. Originally, their dancing postures had obviously been taught seriously, but when they got together, they felt quite funny.

Needless to say, they were the two siblings of the Hohenheim family.

"Sarah, let me take a shorter step, so 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 creaking nest, as if he would hug her in the next moment.

"Brother Noah, don't you like dancing with Sarah? Why is your face 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 come!" Fatty shook his head exaggeratedly, and said passionately, "Dancing with Sarah, this is the scene that my brother has been looking forward to since he was a child! Now this childhood dream is just in sight, brother But I was so excited that I could barely speak!"

"Really?" Sarah raised the corners of her mouth and smiled sweetly, "I wanted it when I was a child? But brother Noah didn't have Sarah when he was a child! How could brother have such a wish?"

When the fat man heard this, a thin layer of sweat could not help oozing from his forehead.

"No, no, actually, the old man planned to have another daughter a long time ago! And when my brother and I heard about it when I was young, I really wanted to see what kind of future sister would be like..." He cooperated with Sha La took a small step, but hurriedly said, "Who knew, look! Sarah was born! And she looks so cute, and her brain is so smart! My brother is really...really..."

"What is it really?" Sarah also took a step back and asked with a smile.

"Well, 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 these words came out, he seemed to recall all kinds of unbearable past events, and the corners of his eyes were really moist.

"Oh," Sarah seemed to lose interest suddenly, the smile on her face disappeared, and she said perfunctorily, "That's really great...Brother, it's time to take a side step!"

Because of the distance, Maca didn't hear what they were saying, but the expressions of the witches and wizards near them were a little subtle. The brothers and sisters of the Hohenheim family are really weird enough. Fatty's warm flattery words made people want to laugh and feel awkward, and goose bumps fell all over the place for a while.

Maca couldn't hear their conversation, but he could see the expressions of those wizards. He knew that the two brothers and sisters must be messing around again. In the current slightly dull atmosphere, they can still create some relaxing space. It has to be said that this is also a rare talent.

Amidst the melodious melody, the dance was still going on, and not long after, it entered the stage of the second dance.

The process of the incident also slowly took another step forward invisibly.

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