Chapter 564 Strange Direction

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As soon as the door was opened, Maca saw a familiar face.

Fanny has a good temperament, and her appearance is definitely not bad. It's just that she has a serious appearance all day long, and she is usually a little cold in dealing with people and things, and often gives people the feeling that she is not easy to get in touch with.

"Someone is dead, that is the male wizard who treated you badly yesterday—" Fanny quickly closed the door tightly, and then whispered, "It's from the Taylor family."

look! After death, people don't change their faces and their hearts don't beat. It really doesn't look like a woman.

"The small one? Or the big one?" Maca frowned slightly and asked immediately.

"big."

Fanny answered his question concisely.

Maca was quite surprised that someone died unexpectedly after he had only been out for one night. No matter how fierce the private fight was, it would not be possible to kill him the night he arrived at Beauxbatons.

But when he remembered that he had a face-to-face meeting with the two members of the Taylor family in the old housekeeper's room yesterday, there was an extra layer of suspicion here.

After considering this, Maca quickly came up with two conjectures: Either the forces that had an old enmity with the Taifler family wanted to take the opportunity to muddy the water, or some conspirators had already put the green-lighted The tip of the wand pointed at him at Maca McLean.

"Mr. McLean, didn't you go last night..." Seeing that Maca was so calm, Fanny first became suspicious, "Sir, do you want me to try to spread some words and disturb the sight of other forces?"

When she said that, it was obvious that Maca was the murderer.

Not to mention, he didn't come back all night yesterday, and it just so happened that someone found a dead body this early in the morning, so it was too coincidental.

However, in the midst of power disputes, it is too common for people to die. Fanny was able to climb up to the position of family steward, but she didn't know how to do it, so she soon planned to follow the usual method and tried to muddy the water thoroughly.

"No, it has nothing to do with me," Maca shook his head lightly, "I wasn't in the castle at all last night... Your handling method is correct, but before that, we can go find out the truth. Hmm... You really only saw one dead man?"

"Yes," Fanny nodded affirmatively, "it's the male wizard who has been with the young master of the Taylor family all the time, and his death has no characteristics."

"If that guy is alone, the matter is not out of hand." Maca narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then waved his hand, "Go! Let's take a closer look first!"

When the situation is not clear for the time being, his active appearance is also a way to disturb the attention of others. So he had to rush to the scene as soon as possible, lest someone deliberately throw out some unfavorable news while he was not there.

With Fanny leading the way, Maca soon came to a corner in the corridor, only to find that it was already full of people. Over the heads of the wizards, it was easy to see that Mrs. Maxim, who had just separated from him, also rushed over. Because of her unusual height and shape, she stands out from the crowd.

And in the mid-air next to her, there was still a translucent white figure floating, which was naturally the ghost of the Hohenheim family—Mr. David.

"When I passed by just now, there were not as many people as there are now..." Fanny looked at the crowded corridor in front of her, and leaned beside Maca and said softly, "Mr. McLean, I need to tell them to make way for them. ?"

Maca waved his hand uncomfortably after hearing this.

"Does Mr. Blois do this often?" He said helplessly, "I'm not as big as him, so I don't dare to trouble you to open the way...you wait."

As he said, he took out two large and thick magic books from his waist, and threw them to hang at his feet.

Most of the people in front were looking forward one after another, but no one noticed his small movements.

"Come on, stand up—" Maca stretched out her hand, motioning for Fanny to put her hand on her arm, "I took you there."

After all, he was the first to step onto one of the books, suspended only a few inches above the ground with extraordinary skill.

When Fanny heard it, she more or less guessed what Maca wanted to do. Flying with the Levitation Charm is not something ordinary wizards can handle. Everyone knows that it cannot be used directly on oneself. Therefore, wizards in the past invented magic items such as broomsticks and flying carpets in order to be able to move stably and precisely in the air.

But with a firm work spirit, Fanny stepped on another floating magic book rather nervously. When she felt a solid force feedback from her feet, she opened her eyes wide with a look of surprise.

She is also an excellent witch trained by the family. Although she has been working tirelessly for the family's work in recent years, she still has a very solid foundation in magic. So she can at least understand that Maca's ability to control the floating spell has reached the point where it can be fine-tuned synchronously with the weight she is stepping on.

Standing on the magic book hanging in the air, but as if her feet were on the ground, this wonderful feeling made Fanny couldn't help but lightly stomped her right foot again.

"Stop stomping on it," Maca hurriedly stopped, "Although I don't read this book often, it's still a book!"

Fanny immediately realized how inappropriate her actions were, she immediately nodded slightly, carefully stood on the book and did not dare to move at will.

Maca saw that she was standing with her arms around her, and then controlled the two books to rise slowly into the air at the same time, floated over the crowd, and slid to the innermost part very stably.

For a moment, the wizards all tilted their heads subconsciously, and then they watched Maca and Fanny walking forward in astonishment.

"Who was it just now? Then... oh! McLean from Hogwarts!"

"Levitation spell?"

"Look what I saw - two people stepped on the book and flew up? Is this some new flying product?"

"One is "Simple Spells to Fool Muggles", and the other is "Defense Against Magic Theory"... I have read both of them, and they are both the kind of things that people can't read."

...

Amid a lot of people's discussions, Maca came to the corner of the corridor ahead. Fanny, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but feel that this would not bother others, but in terms of high-profile, it was much more conspicuous than letting her open the way.

"Madam Maxim, what's the matter?"

Of course, Maca didn't care about other people's gazes. As soon as he got there, he looked at the corner of the corridor while asking.

Sure enough, it was the gloomy guy from yesterday who fell on the ground.

I saw him leaning against the base of the wall, his arms hanging down on both sides of his body, and his head drooping weakly. And his legs stretched straight forward, slightly diverging to the sides.

The bangs on his forehead were a bit long, and he still had his head down, so those standing in front couldn't see the expression on his face. Maca was hanging in the air at this time, and only the back of his head could be seen.

But the light sensed that the magic power in his body was constantly dissipating, and Maca knew that this guy must have died a long time ago.

"I don't know, I just arrived too." Mrs. Maxim looked at Maca who was approaching in the air, her face still as solemn as before.

She had already seen Maca's ability to step and fly as early as in the three-final match, so she naturally wouldn't show any surprise now. On the other hand, Mr. Ghost David looked back and forth on the magic book under the feet of Maca and Fanny, as if wondering if it was some kind of very creative flying tool.

"Is his wand still there?" Maca thought for a while, "Maybe there are still some clues left in it."

"It's still there, but I don't think there are any traces on it." Madame Maxime shook her head and said, "Look! It's inserted well inside his coat! It seems that someone beat him." I was so caught off guard that I didn't even have time to draw my wand..."

To be honest, judging from what Maca saw outside the old housekeeper Edward's room, the wizard of the Taifler family still had a strong reaction ability. Even if he was attacked secretly, he might not be thrown down without resistance. It was precisely because of this judgment that Maca kicked him away at an extremely fast speed.

"Did I hit too hard at that time?" He muttered secretly.

It actually makes sense when you think about it. Although the death of this person was not caused by Maca, it might be closely related to him.

At this moment, some chaotic voices suddenly appeared in the crowd, as if someone was talking inside. Maca glanced back keenly, there was nothing unusual on her face, but her eyes were constantly patrolling the crowd.

Since someone killed someone last night, there must be some rumors today. This method is very common, and even a little old-fashioned. The more people who use it, the better it is. Not to mention whether those rumors can guide other forces, at least if they are used to create chaos, the effect must be significant.

What he is most concerned about now is who will this rumor be related to. Is he Maca McClain? Or some other force?

Most of the wizards present were subordinate members of various forces, and very few participated in this legacy event in their own name. It can be said that a large number of people's heads are not rusted, and naturally everyone has their own ideas about judging emergencies.

It can be seen that many people remained silent, in a state of watching with cold eyes. Only a small number of people are gradually showing hesitation, but their eyes are directly towards Maca...

"No, not myself."

Maca found that all those eyes were on Mrs. Maxim who was beside him!