Chapter 581

Facts have proved that when people are constantly suspicious of something unknown, some accidents will always come unexpectedly. The brisk Waltz continues its elegant melody, but Maka suddenly stops the volley dance and makes herself and Mrs. Maxim fall back to the ground.

It's not that he doesn't want to go around a few more times and enjoy the surprised eyes of others, but because something has happened again.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Maka patrolling around the crowd, Mrs. Maxim couldn't help asking. But Maka frowned, and her eyes lingered nearby, as if looking for something.

"Someone just cast a spell," he said suspiciously. "I did feel it. It was in that direction - but I couldn't find it after stopping."

"What?"

Mrs. Maxim was shocked when she heard the speech, and her expression and action became more vigilant.

"That gives me a bad feeling. It must be some shady spell," said Maka, thinking again. "Maybe it's a soul snatching spell?"

"No, Mr. Edward!"

Marca was still looking for suspicious characters to mix in the crowd, but while he was still searching, Mrs. Maxim couldn't help shouting.

"Mr. Edward? What's the matter with him..." Marca quickly looked back, but before she finished, she found the situation there, and then frowned more tightly.

As he saw, the old housekeeper, who had been sitting at the table and resting, had completely disappeared.

"Everybody, has anyone seen where Mr. Edward has gone? I'm sure he won't act alone - everyone must understand. If you see anything unusual, please let me know as soon as possible!"

Mrs. Maxim's reaction was also very unpleasant. She just thought about it and immediately decided to mobilize everyone present to look for the trace of old Edward. And her choice this time is obviously right.

Even if a number of people had ignored her before, although they could not buy her account, they must not ignore the old housekeeper. When the location of that amazing heritage has not been announced, Edward is equivalent to a legged and thinking living key.

If you want to touch what Nicole LeMay left behind, you can't get around old Edward anyway.

"Mr. aginbad, did you see what just happened?"

Under Mrs. Maxim's inquiry, the president of the Federation, who had been sitting not far from old Edward, shook his head in confusion.

"Just now I was enjoying the dance between my wife and Mr. McLean," old Mr. aginbad frowned. "I believe many people were doing the same thing at that time - although I was ashamed, it was a good time to do it."

Maka seems to regret at the moment. She seems to have been careless before. If he had not focused too much attention on controlling the air flow at that time, he might have made corresponding responses in a more timely manner.

But now it must be too late to think about these things. He followed closely, and there was only one way left.

"Madam, it may be a little late now, but I'd better block the school as soon as possible! I'll go outside to see how the situation is, and maybe I can get the housekeeper back."

After explaining her intention with Mrs. maxim in a hurry, Maka didn't stop any more and hurried to the still closed auditorium door. Fanny, who had been sitting at the table watching all this, was just a little stunned and immediately caught up.

When Fanny caught up with Maka, they had come outside the auditorium. At this time, if you look back, you can immediately see more wizards coming out of the auditorium door.

Maybe Mrs. Maxim tried to stop those guys, but how could they listen to maxim? Even if it is likely to get the culprit out of the auditorium, they would rather do their best to find the target than stay in the auditorium and wait.

"Sir, why did you choose to come out so soon? Did you find anything?" Fanny asked as she strode along beside Marca.

"No, there's no clue yet. It's just that it's impossible to find anything in it now. He can steal a living man under the eyelids of so many people. A guy with this ability will not leave any traces for people to easily find him." Maka shook his head, "What's more, there are too many disturbances in busbarton castle. It will be very difficult to find someone who can't say whether he is still there."

In fact, in the space with extremely complex magic reaction, Maka's sensing ability to magic will also be disturbed. That feeling is like asking him to taste a compound fruit juice drink. It is obviously difficult to accurately distinguish what fruit is in it.

After that, Maka quickly walked around the periphery of busbarton castle, trying to find some residual magic waves. If the other Party chose to leave by magic, it would certainly leave some signs of casting the spell. But Maka walked the whole circle, but she didn't even find any useful clues.

It can be seen that the other party must be very cautious.

"It seems that the other party has only cast a spell once from beginning to end, and has not done any superfluous actions since then." and Fanny stopped in front of the castle again, and Maka Ning thought cableway, "in that case, it is impossible to escape from busbarton without even using the spell, and the man is probably still hiding nearby."

"Shall we go back and look?" Fanny continued.

"No, leave it to Mrs. Maxim! We have to guard around the castle until she and the professors seal off busbarton."

Maka said so. Originally, she wanted to let his spider babies out to patrol, but on second thought, she gave up doing so.

After all, this is busbarton, not Hogwarts he is familiar with. If the alienated eight eyed giant spiders crawl around here unscrupulously, even if they shrink their size, it will be somewhat inappropriate. To be on the safe side, he soon gave up the plan.

"Sir, why don't I keep this direction first? You can search the other side again."

When Fanny said she could act separately, Marca waved her hand. After looking around again, he stopped the movement of his hand.

"... no need," said Maka. "Let's stop here for a moment and see what happens first!"

He found that there were enough people around the castle, even a little messy. Obviously, all forces are looking for themselves everywhere, and there is no degree of cooperation.

……

There is chaos in busbarton one after another. The frequent abnormal situations make the situation more complicated and confusing. No one knows what the situation will become next.

Compared with this, Hogwarts, who is also a magic school, seems very stable and peaceful.

It's night now, and it's time to turn off the lights and go to bed soon. But before that, the little wizards still have a lot of homework to finish. Few people really plan to go to bed.

"Harry, have you finished your paper on the history of magic? Let me have a look -"

"Don't ask me, I don't know anything."

"I mean papers! History of magic!"

"Hmm? Oh... Here you are! Pass me your divination homework -"

Ron and Harry are still in the common room, as busy as other students. This is almost their daily life in recent days. Especially recently, Hermione insisted that they finish their homework by themselves, which made them even more worried.

"Neville, where's your herbal medicine homework?" another Gryffindor student raised his head, rolled up the parchment in front of him, threw it aside, and shouted at Neville.

"No -- I don't know --" Neville shook his head, but his eyes remained on his homework and had no time to answer.

"Come to me again! Seymour, do you want it? Wait..."

Well, although the scene alone is not much better than booth Barton's auditorium, at least everyone is busy with the huge amount of homework, isn't it?

However, in this chaotic scene, Hermione was the only one sitting on the sofa with her book in her arms and looking at it page by page. She occasionally looked at others, especially Harry and Ron, and nodded with satisfaction when she saw that they were struggling to write.

I'm going to take the exam. Do you still want to copy your homework? Hermione doesn't think it's a good idea. She still has to remember what she should remember, and doing her homework is the best way to remember.

Just as Hermione nodded to continue reading for a while, the door of the common room suddenly opened. She immediately looked around, but found a figure outside the door opening that should not have appeared here.

"Malfoy?"

Hermione closed her book and stood up with a soft cry.

With her opening, many people raised their heads together. Everyone looked at Hermione first, and then followed her line of sight to the door opening.

"Potter, Granger, Weasley..." Malfoy stood at the entrance of the door. He could be called a handsome face, but now he looked quite thin. "Come out... I have something to tell you."

"Why? What's the matter?" Harry frowned and looked at each other with mixed eyes.

Although Malfoy's attitude is somewhat better now, because Maka has helped their family before, the two sides are at least not tit for tat. But the bad impression over the years made Harry never give a good face.

"Come out first," said Malfoy, turning back and leaving the door.