Chapter 1142

There is an old English saying, "don't wash dirty sheets in front of outsiders   your   dirty   linen   in   "Public", which means that domestic disgrace should not be publicized.

To tell you the truth, when it comes to family ugliness, who doesn't have one or two broken things?

Unfortunately, what Mrs. flint was shaken out by her own son this time was not such a common thing as "dirty sheets".

However, although Marca was deeply disgusted with Marcus's stabbing his mother in the face, she didn't mean to stop him at all. Because even if Marcus's desire to sell his mother for glory is obvious, his mother is even more immoral and evil.

Glancing at Ogden of the Ministry of magic, Maka knew by looking at his disgusting expression that Marcus, who intended to profit from it, could not escape some follow-up investigation. If he finds out anything, he should go to Azkaban with his mother.

But at present, Marcus doesn't seem to realize how honest and selfless the interrogator wiesengamo surnamed Ogden is, and he still works hard in front of him!

"Eluli, be careful and walk slowly..."

Maka was looking at the chaotic and noisy scene with the corners of her mouth. When she looked coldly at the rather unexpected ending, she heard pansy's concerned voice around her.

Even if he didn't care about the follow-up development of the matter, he turned his head and saw the scene of the Slytherin girl and young master Mosel helping iluli sit down.

After seeing enough of the dirty world, he could witness a warm scene as soon as he looked back, which also made him sigh slightly.

A girl who once only knew how to abuse her classmates, plus a teenager from a dirty family - who can imagine that such a pair would bring a trace of warmth to Maka's heart at this time?

"... I didn't give you a chance in vain."

"What?"

Pansy didn't hear Maka's voice clearly, but she saw the inexplicable smile on each other's face.

"Nothing."

Maka shook her head, then took out a magic medicine bottle from her waist and threw it away.

"Tonic, give it to her! She's nothing wrong. She just hasn't drunk water and eaten for a long time... Remember to take it six times a bottle, with an interval of a few minutes, so that she won't be able to bear it if the medicine is too strong."

"Oh, thank you, thank you!"

Pansy, who caught the potion bottle, thanked her. Suddenly, she felt that eluli, who was leaning against her arms, was struggling to get up, making her quickly press and hold each other's shoulder.

"Don't move, take the medicine first - Professor McLean gave me a bottle of vitality tonic, and you'll get better soon!"

"No, pansy... Let me get up first..."

Pansy didn't expect that the seemingly collapsed eluli still had a lot of strength, so she gently moved her hand away, slowly sat up, and then slowly turned to Maka's direction.

"Mr. McLean... Did you send those two big spiders? Eluli... Thank you for your help! Without you... I would have died in the underground detention room just now."

In this way, it seemed that she could no longer support her body. As soon as her arms were soft, she would fall towards Maka. Seeing this, Maka quickly waved her hand and held her upper body in the air.

"No need to thank you. I don't think you don't want to die. Otherwise, why didn't you find a way to go with Mosel when he escaped?"

In Marca's opinion, if she wants to escape, she has the opportunity and ability to escape the flint family. Even the servant contract can only be regarded as an obstacle that takes a little effort.

With the help of pansy, eluli, who was held by Marca in the air, leaned back into the latter's arms again, and after that, she shook her head weakly.

"I want to stay in Flint's house, but it doesn't mean I want to die in this house. What's more, I've just made my first real friend in my life."

As she spoke, she suddenly pursed her mouth and said:

"But... Well, maybe you're right, Mr. McLean! Because when I heard that my wife wanted to kill me, although I was stunned, I didn't seem to feel much fear..."

"Emily!"

Pansy hugged her petite body from behind, as if afraid of losing her friend. After all, it is obvious that pansy is not only the first "friend" for Emily, but also the opposite.

"In short, you'd better take the medicine first!" Marca waved her hand. "In this indifferent world, as long as there is someone thinking of you, you are lucky - look! Even your son betrayed his own people, and now it's in front of us!"

……

Even if there were no newspaper reporters at the scene, the flint scandal soon spread throughout the British magic world.

This unusual speed of transmission is naturally "thanks" to those pure blood families who are afraid of being late.

For these people, the overthrow of the flint family has become an inevitable thing, and stepping on the despicable flint family seems to show the world that they will never be in collusion.

However, their seemingly childish behavior is not meaningless.

Although it shows that people can know at a glance that these pure blood families are almost birds of a feather. Few of them can touch their conscience and say that they have never done a bad thing. But at the end of the day, how many people can really see the evil behind them?

In the final analysis, most ordinary people just turn over the newspaper at breakfast time every day, and then lament their dissatisfaction with life and rush to work. In their eyes, there is no bright black and white, only the ash that others put in front of them.

But it is these seemingly insignificant people that maintain the tone of the silent operation of the whole world. The childish attitude of those families is actually for these people.

Because those pure blood families understand that as long as ordinary people believe it, even Maka and the International Federation of wizards can't easily move them.

It's just that you can't do it easily. Not only does Maka know this, but the pure blood families also know it.

Therefore, on the other hand, they are eager to express their position. In fact, they convey the meaning of submission to a certain extent. Even if these families haven't stood in line, they are a little scared this time.

There is no doubt that the flints are a big family.

Even if many pure blood families don't agree with them, the fact is there - when many families are declining to varying degrees, the flint family still lives with flavor, which shows that the heritage of this reborn wizard family is extraordinary.

Similarly, the Malfoy family is also the leading pure blood family in the British magic world.

Even if Lucius, the contemporary owner of the family, almost had to die in Azkaban, he could not survive with the support of his wife alone, and the strength of the family can be seen.

Now, the two big families are almost attached to Maka's hand and one is about to collapse. How can the other families not be worried?

However, Maka really doesn't have much interest in those families who intend to show kindness, just as Haier Bo basically doesn't want to pay attention to these bad guys.

At this moment, in the Hogwarts auditorium.

"Boy, your mother is over this time, and your brother's life will probably not be much better in the future. But as I said before - your surname has no sin, and you don't need to give it up. On the contrary, some things still need to have this surname to do..."

Looking at Mosel sitting at the table with food in her mouth, Maka smiled and said:

"So, take good care of the surname 'flint' and whether it can become a respected name in the future depends on you."

When neither mother nor son is likely to have good fruit to eat, the flint family must always be inherited.

Although Mosel still has a very young sister, according to the practice of the flint family, his sister should inherit the position of head of the family, Maka naturally thinks it is more appropriate to let Mosel do it.

After all, this boy is one of the main people who triggered this incident today. I believe it can leave him a deep enough impression and open a new road for his future life.

"I won't do it!"

Facing Mosel, whose mouth was full of things and vaguely expressed his opposition, Maka didn't say anything more - the boy will have a long time in the future. With his black or white temperament, he is afraid that he will figure it out sooner or later.

Then Maka turned back a little:

"Pansy, just have Charlotte look after you here. Your friend will be well taken care of in the school hospital. I think you should rest assured. I think you'd better hurry to class! At least you can catch up with the last two classes in the afternoon."

After returning to Hogwarts, Draco immediately went back to his bedroom to pick up books for class. He didn't even follow everyone to take Emily to the school hospital. But pansy was not only worried about her friend, but also about the little guy Mosel.

Because she saw that eluli seemed to care about the young master all the time, which made her care together.

When he heard that Marca had driven himself away, pansy gently nodded his head, then turned and walked towards the side door. But halfway through, she suddenly turned back and bowed deeply to Maka.

"Oh, you're a good professor! I remember Miss Parkinson's old temper..." Charlotte patted Marca on the shoulder and said, "well, I'll call you a 'big Educator' in the future!"

Maka was photographed by her, and the smile on her face was only helpless.

"... can you take it easy?"