Chapter 583 Muddy Water Pool 1

"Tefler, are you still talking hard? I think, instead of trying to evade it, you might as well take a look here...Look, who is this?"

When Mr. Taifle's Patriarch was still wrangling with all his strength surrounded by the crowd, a tall wizard suddenly raised his voice and shouted from behind everyone, his tone full of complacency.

After he finished speaking, he took a light step to the side, and directly revealed the two figures behind him.

"Huh? Isn't that the young master of the Taylor family? He's awake?"

Someone immediately recognized the wizard who suddenly appeared in front of everyone—poor Master Tefler looked a little depressed, and his hands were tightly bound by a magic rope, and one end of the rope was caught by the short man behind him. The sorcerer was caught in the palm of his hand, unable to move at all.

But at least, he did wake up, and he looked pretty good to be honest.

"you--"

After Patriarch Taifle saw his son, his complexion changed immediately. Although he quickly covered it up with an impatient look, showing his deep city, but after all, he was still seen by a small number of people.

"Are you awake?" He asked his son, and without waiting for an answer, he turned his gaze back to the face of the tall wizard who had spoken earlier, "What exactly are you trying to do? Why put my Kid tied up?"

"Hey, I said Taifle, are you still thinking about luck?" The tall wizard snorted and said, "In this case, I advise you to stop pretending! Tell me—that Where did you get Édouard Flamel?"

"I've said it all, this matter has nothing to do with me!" Patriarch Taifle raised his brows immediately after hearing this, and opened his mouth angrily, "Let go of my child immediately, if you don't want to make trouble!"

"Oh oh oh,

It turns out that the wizards of your Taifle family, apart from those who are good at playing tricks behind their backs, only speak harsh words? "The tall wizard smiled disdainfully, "Don't change the subject, just say what you should say and what we want to hear, won't it be fine?" Do you think we brothers would be interested in your son whose ass is whiter than his face? "

His joke was quite vulgar, causing most of the wizards present to frown for a while.

Right now, all the wizards standing here are wizards of some status, and they can be regarded as upper-class people in the magic world of various countries. Naturally, it is unbearable for such vulgar words. Many people subconsciously took a small step back when they thought that they were actually staying with someone who seemed to be urinating when they even talked.

Of course, this pile of excrement at the moment... no, it's this guy, and what he's doing is quite interesting. So even though his words were out of style, it didn't make people want to leave immediately.

Fanny and Maca naturally came back with them, and now she was standing beside Maca, quietly acting as a bystander.

"I don't think this is a representative of any force..." Seeing this, she couldn't help turning sideways to Maca and said softly, "The deeper the force, the more it will pay attention to the cultivation of superficial skills, and usually It was selected from a young age. As far as I know, it is really rare for people to say such things just now.”

Maca found that Fanny also looked a little disgusted like other wizards, which shows that her words are still very convincing.

"There is no difference between vulgarity and elegance, they just need to be used in different situations." Maca shook his head and said, "But you should be right about one thing - their identities are indeed a bit suspicious."

When many people were commenting on the two wizards, one tall and one short, those two didn't care at all. Instead, the short wizard who was pulling the rope laughed a few times.

"Tell me what you want to hear?" The master of the Taifle family stared at the tall man with fierce eyes, and said in a gloomy tone, "What do you want to hear? Where did I hide the old butler of the LeMay family? Say I don't know, even if I'm really the one who took the old man away, do you think I'll tell you?"

I don't know if it was because he was impatient with the other party's continuous questioning, or because he felt a little guilty. In short, he didn't want to say over and over again that he hadn't done anything at this time, but simply took the initiative to satirize the other party.

"Oh? Don't you think so? I don't think so—" The tall wizard sneered again, and then waved his hands behind him without looking back.

Seeing this, the short wizard who was standing behind and controlling Master Tyfler immediately raised his hand and pressed his wand against the neck of the hostage in his hand. Although the tip of the wand was not sharp, it directly pressed his skin out. a depression.

"Tefler, you have to think about it! Whether to say it or not, how to say it, of course it is up to you to decide, but what will happen to your son in the end... It has to be decided by whether we brothers are satisfied or not?"

"stop!"

Whether it is the four parties 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, and it was Mrs. Maxim who finally couldn't bear it anymore.

In fact, this is not a situation she wants to prevent.

Anyway, letting those two unknown wizards continue to force Patriarch Tyfule to speak is also a way to solve the accident of old Edward's disappearance. But if they let them go on like this, I'm afraid there will be another wounding incident. As Beauxbaton's principal, she can't let this kind of incident happen in the school anymore.

"Huh?" The tall wizard frowned when he heard the words, as if Madam Maxim's 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 shouldn't happen in the same school, please understand—"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" The other party shrugged, "It seems that I have not thought carefully... Then, Mrs. Maxim, do you have any more suitable methods? If so, why don't you tell me? How about sharing it with everyone?"

"Let's entrust Mr. Tefler and his son to the French Ministry of Magic!" Maxim said decisively, "Aurors and the legitimists of the Ministry of Magic will thoroughly understand the situation... What do you think? ?”

Handing over personal inconvenient situations to the Ministry of Magic is an investigation method Beauxbatons often chooses. Who made the relationship between the two parties very harmonious? If this was placed in the British magic world, no matter whether it was Fudge in the past or the current Scrimgeour, I am afraid that they would deal with it with some selfishness and dig some benefits from it.

For Beauxbaton, this is undoubtedly a risk-free strategy for seeking stability. However, if this is for the representatives of those forces present, it will inevitably be a bit procrastinating.

They want to know the final result of things, and immediately, immediately, as quickly as possible!

"Mrs. Maxim, I think it's better to let them continue! It would be better for us to find Mr. Steward sooner, wouldn't it?"

I don't know who said such a sentence, and it immediately aroused the approval of most wizards. All of a sudden, the surrounding voices became complicated, which made Madam Maxim's expression froze.

Facing such a group of people, each with their own influence, 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 Patriarch Taifle to explain the truth, but naturally there are also a small number of wizards who are not happy to see the chaos settle down.

Seeing that the head of the Taifler family would soon be forced to reveal the exact whereabouts of old Edward, some people immediately began to move around.

"From the very beginning, only those two guys were talking to themselves, and Mr. Taifler has never admitted...Using other people's children to coerce, even if he didn't do it, he did it? Hmph, say Maybe those two unidentified guys are actually directing and acting themselves!"

Among the crowd, a wizard wearing a tuxedo and a black top hat suddenly appeared, with a frivolous brow and an intriguing tone of voice.

"Oh? Mister, what do you mean by that?" The tall wizard frowned, and immediately asked, "Has Tyfull ever done this? When he handed over the butler Mr. Are you clear? Such a simple truth, I am afraid that even the little gentleman over there can understand it?"

Although he spoke this sentence in a decent manner, the last sentence obviously refers to Maca who is watching the excitement, and it also implies that he casually made fun of his young age, which makes people wonder. It doesn't work.

Not to mention that Maca's reputation is not low now, just the few magic tricks of Maca Xiaolu before are enough to make people dare not underestimate them.

"Where did these two guys come from?" Some people also began to hesitate.

Maca didn't care about the teasing in his words, while he spread his hands towards the others, he said softly to Fanny beside him——

"It seems that there are quite a few people who have never seen those two!"

On the other side, the young male wizard with a frivolous look from before couldn't help showing a hint of curiosity on his face. He first sized up the tall wizard from left to right, up and down, before opening his mouth.

"Clearly?" He curled his lips, "No matter what this Mr. Taifler is forced to say, as long as you make a move, won't it be easy to become the truth?"

"Hmph...what good will our two brothers gain by doing this?" The tall man frowned, obviously understanding that there were indeed some loopholes in it.

"The good thing is that you finally rescued Mr. Steward," the frivolous wizard spread his arms and said loudly, "isn't this good enough for everyone present?"

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