harry potter book of crimes

Tonight's banquet was to invite representatives from all forces, which was regarded as the official occasion of this incident. Beauxbatons always paid attention to rules and was always so step-by-step. Even the banquet was strictly arranged in accordance with past etiquette.

Seeing the grandeur inside and outside the Beauxbatons Auditorium, Maka secretly sighed - it turned out that the previous dinner was really just "dinner".

Beauxbatons' financial resources are world-renowned, and most of them come from donations from Nicolas Flamel, an alumnus. It is no wonder that many forces are flocking to this legacy.

Before entering just now, Maka discovered that a large entrance tent had been set up at the main entrance of the auditorium. The blue velvet curtain with gold edges was dotted with a large number of golden stars. If you look carefully, you can find that those stars are all

It is made of real gold and looks extremely brilliant under the bright magic lights.

When he entered, a banquet hall that was more magnificent than the usual auditorium immediately caught his sight.

Large dark blue hangings like the Beauxbatons school emblem hang from the high ceiling, with some beautiful folds on the stone pillars and walls; golden silk ribbons can be seen everywhere, turning left and right.

The color-blocked windows are embellished to make them look more magnificent and colorful; of course, there is also the soft carpet paved under the feet. The gold and red colors tell the splendor and nobility, and also bring more charm to the hall.

Warm atmosphere.

Like Hogwarts, Beauxbatons' Great Hall also uses a long table. At this moment, the tablecloth on it has been changed to a color more suitable for today. The little starlight caused by magic shimmers slightly on the tablecloth.

, echoing the huge school emblem at the deepest part of the hall.

Yes, the Beauxbatons school emblem consists of two golden wands crossing vertically as the main body, with three shining gold stars spitting out from the tip of each wand.

At the moment, the banquet has just entered the entrance period, and many guests are entering one after another. It can be seen that the wizards are standing together in twos and threes, chatting casually.

"Haven't we talked enough in the past two days?"

Maka shook her head, shuttled through the crowd, and walked towards the innermost area with Fanny. Under the huge school badge, Mrs. Maxim was half-heartedly and half-truthfully polite with some wizards with more important status.

At this time, some of the guests who had just arrived today also went over to say hello.

That's right, the brother and sister from the Hohenheim family are also over there at the moment!

"How much gold galleons does it cost to host such a dinner party?" Maka sighed softly as she casually admired the wealthy decorations around her as she walked.

Nowadays, he has several potion sales outlets in the black market in the British magic world, and he can be regarded as a relatively wealthy guy. But compared with this scene, he is obviously far from enough!

"Beauxbatons' financial resources are very famous in the global wizarding community," Fanny affirmed. "For this reason alone, even compared to our Castle of Blois, it is by no means inferior."

It is undoubtedly quite astonishing for a school to be able to compete with the wealth of an ancient wizarding family with rich heritage. Of course, if one were to seriously compare the two, Beauxbatons would definitely lose.

Maka and Fanny just chatted casually and walked to the open space in front of the banquet where Mrs. Maxim was.

"Oh, Mr. MacLean -" Mrs. Maxim immediately spotted Maka's figure, "After the dinner, the dance will begin! You are the youngest among the guests invited by Beauxbatons.

You’re here...I believe there are many female students trying their best to sneak in and dance with you! How are you, have you found your dance partner tonight?"

"Ma'am, you're joking. I'm not the youngest." Maka glanced at the little sister of the Hohenheim family who was still standing next to her, but she looked away, seemingly pretending not to see him. "As for the dance partner, Madam may

Forgot, I brought my friends here this time."

As he spoke, he gestured to Fanny beside him. Fanny was stunned when she heard this - although she heard that Beauxbatons had plans to hold a dance, she didn't expect that Maka would ask her to be her dance partner.

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To be honest, this actually has nothing to do with some charming things. In normal times, for young people, prom is always an activity for men and women to enhance their relationship with each other. But on this occasion, the invitation to the prom is usually a kind of

Communicative or exploratory behavior with strong purpose.

Most of the people present were important members of the subordinate forces, whether they were wizards or witches. From what Madame Maxime said just now, we can know that in principle, Beauxbatons students are not allowed to participate in this event today.

It's a dance, so the meaning is self-explanatory.

Therefore, as far as the purpose of Maka's trip is concerned, she should invite a woman from other forces to slide onto the dance floor together. At that time, whether it is to make friends or to talk to each other, it is a good choice.

Of course, maybe Mr. MacLean just invited himself to the first dance as a courtesy?

Fanny didn't speak, but many thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. She was even thinking that if she took the time to return to Blois Castle, would she still have time to bring Willy over?

However, this is actually because of her position, which makes Fanny think too complicated.

Maka's starting point is actually very simple - Fanny is the woman he brought here this time. If he doesn't ask his female partner to dance at the ball, it would obviously be a very rude behavior. Like today's Beauxbatons

The dinner and dance were so formal, so Maka would naturally cooperate and abide by the etiquette. After all, this was Madame Maxime's territory.

After all, Mrs. Maxim can be considered a friend of him and Hagrid. Let’s not talk about trying to save face for friends. At least she can’t lose face in the first place, right?

"McLean, are you okay?"

Maka was chatting politely with Mrs. Maxim when suddenly she heard the voice of the fat young man from the Hohenheim family coming from the side. He turned his head and took a look, only to find that the fat man had squeezed in on him.

behind.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Maka asked doubtfully.

"Sarah... uh, I mean, my sister didn't do anything to you, right?" Fatty looked at him up and down and said worriedly, "You are the person that the old man has repeatedly told me to see, but you can't... me

Let me tell you, my sister is actually not evil-hearted, she just... just likes to blow up things and people..."

As he spoke, he seemed to think that no one would believe what he said, so he finally shook his head.

"Okay... um... Anyway, you seem to be fine?" Fatty said hesitantly, "She didn't use those things to blow you up?"

"What are you talking about?" Maka looked at the fat man, and out of the corner of her eye, she vaguely caught a glimpse of his sister Sara looking this way, but in an instant she looked away, "Don't worry!

Your sister is pretty good..."

After the fat man heard this, he subconsciously looked back at Sarah, and then he found that Sarah was also looking at him. Seeing the peaceful smile on his sister's face, the fat man couldn't help but feel the fat on his face.

Shaked.

"Yes, yes...it's good, great!" He agreed dryly, and then continued, "Okay, I'll go over first...what, when the dance starts later, you

Would you like to invite my sister? Look, you also said that she is very nice, well...if she grows up, she will definitely be more beautiful! If you think it is okay, then start cultivating your relationship from now on, I will

It’s okay if she leaves it to you!”

The fat man's words became less and less decent as he spoke, and his voice became lower and lower as he spoke. Finally, he almost forced it to Maka's ear. It seemed that he was eager for someone to give his sister, who wanted to be killed, in advance.

Take it away!

After saying that, he patted Maka hard on the shoulder, his face full of excitement.

Maka smiled at him and patted the fat man on the shoulder.

"Okay!" He said with a smile, "I'll go talk to your sister later and ask her what she thinks of what your brother said..."

"Hey! Don't...ahem," the fat man grinned, suppressed the timidity rising in his heart, and pretended to be calm, "I mean, forget it...Sarah's age

He's still too young, but it's far from time to find a boyfriend. Besides, well...I can't bear to be an older brother...Oh, this is really..."

It can be seen that this fat man and Ron are also the brothers of the same sister, but their ideas are completely opposite. Ron showed a lot of rejection for Ginny's love, and he is not someone he absolutely agrees with.

, he will not let go of his sister. But this fat man is different. He is extremely looking forward to the day when his sister gets married as soon as possible, so that he can escape from the sea of ​​misery in advance.

Under Maka's seemingly nonchalant push, the fat man was instantly defeated. After he chatted with Maka for a few more words, he hurriedly said "I'm sorry" and then rolled back to Sarah's side.

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"Sir, I think that young master Hohenheim seems to be afraid of his sister?" Seeing the fat man leaving, Fanny whispered to Maka.

"Maybe it's not about fear!" Maka shook her head slightly, "Well, maybe a little bit, but the key is not to be scared or not. What I'm more curious about is what my sister thinks..."

While he was talking, the Hohenheim brothers and sisters had already said hello to Mrs. Maxim, then turned around to find their own seats. Maca looked at the backs of the big and small figures, but she felt more and more interesting.

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"Find a suitable time another day and go to the Hohenheim house to meet their father! These children are so interesting, their father must also have a lot of stories!" He couldn't help but think.