In Europe, the ball is usually one of the most influential social gatherings. In order to make friends with others and expand one's social circle, this kind of gathering has always been quite popular.

Today, however, Beauxbatons' ball seems to be a little lacking.

First of all, some of the male guests were busy with their own affairs, so that the witches who were specially invited were correspondingly snubbed. Then there was the gentleman who was the head of the House of Talfowl, who suddenly broke into the dance party and made a big hit.

After that, it can only be said that it was finally - finally the ball did not have any twists and turns, and the first dance came to an end without any problems.

As the melody faded, Maca took Fanny's hand and sent her back to her seat, and he had done enough of the etiquette.

"For the next dance, I'll invite today's hostess!" Maka said a little helplessly, "As far as the current situation stands, I'm afraid that no one wants to invite Madame Maxim to dance with him." If you're happy to relax a little more, I think you can pick one of the men you want to invite. ”

"I don't think anyone will invite me today," Fanny shook her head slightly, "Most of the wizards who came to Beauxbatons this time came with a clear purpose...... There are very few people who come purely to enjoy dancing. ”

"Oh, I think you're underestimating your charm." Maca shrugged her shoulders and smiled, "You'll decide for yourself later!" Well...... I was rude first. ”

"Feel free, Mr. McLean." Fanny sat down in her chair and bowed slightly.

Since you have participated in someone else's ball, you need to follow the rules of the ball, and it is more common to dance the first song with the female companion you brought. But after the end of the song, the male guests need to change their dance partners. Although this is not a must-do, inviting the hostess to dance can show your respect and gratitude to the organizers.

Of course, sometimes the first guest to invite the hostess can also use this to highlight his status and importance, but I am afraid that there are not many people who think so today.

As Maca and Fanny were talking to each other, he noticed that Madame Maxim was indeed as he had expected, and that there was hardly a single wizard to invite. "Almost", because there was an old man standing in front of her—it was Mr. Edward, the old butler.

If there really wasn't a man who stretched out his hand to her, then she at least had an old Edward to cover up, lest she fall into embarrassment. It's just that if it really becomes like that, I'm afraid it's just a little better than sitting in a seat and no one paying attention.

When the second dance music played, Maca happened to walk in front of Madame Maxim.

To be honest, even if there are no twists and turns, there must not be many people who want to invite her as a hostess. Because although she is the headmaster of Beauxbatons, her status is enough to make any male guest not lose face, but the only drawback is that she is too big!

Maca had grown a lot taller now, and her body was a little thicker, but he was still just a child when he stood in front of Madame Maxim.

You must know that Madame Maxime's body proportions are not much different from ordinary people, except for the overall enlargement, but there is really no trace of the characteristics of giants. In addition, her silhouette is still soft, and she has both self-cultivation and temperament, so she can't be said to be beautiful, and probably no one will think she is ugly.

Compared to Hagrid, who resembles a humanoid beast on the back of a tiger, this is really more acceptable to her.

However, her so-called "overall magnification" is even more exaggerated than Hagrid's. When it comes to getting taller, she and Hagrid can stand together and be more than half a head taller than each other. If someone compares the dance of the brothers and sisters of the Hohenheim family to that of a wild boar and a domestic cat, then the pair of Madame Maxim and Maca can only be described as brown bears and baby raccoons.

Well, maybe it's an exaggeration, but isn't that what the other wizards think of?

Even Maca, who never cared about the eyes of others, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he stretched out his hand to Madame Maxim.

He could feel that almost the wizards in the entire auditorium were focused on him. As the buzz of conversation came to an abrupt end, the slightly faster dance music reverberated through the auditorium, as if interpreting the eagerness of everyone to see a good show.

"I'm sorry to make you embarrassed......" Madame Maxim said softly, apologetically.

Maca shook her head slightly, not saying anything more. If you want to say that it is not embarrassing, it is obviously false, and he is too lazy to say that kind of hypocritical politeness. Now that he's here, he's naturally ready to finish this dance.

"Madame, please!"

He held his hand in front of Madame Maxime, holding his palm upwards and waiting for the other to put his palm up.

Madame Maxim obviously hesitated, but after all, she was the headmaster of the three major magic schools in Europe, and no matter how bad the situation was at the moment, her bearing was always there.

In the blink of an eye, she gave a gentle salute and walked to the dance floor with Maca's palm.

In the past, Maca was in front of Hagrid, and only two could be worth the latter one; Now he has finally grown a lot, and it only takes one and a half to get through. But now, he only feels as if he is back to when he was 11 years old, and he can only see the other party's stomach when he looks straight ahead.

That is, Dumbledore was tall enough to dance with him in the Final Three without being extremely abrupt. This time, it was him who came, but he could only start thinking about "where to put his hands".

In fact, this is the key - he can't use magic to do anything to himself or Madame Maxim, and it is not appropriate to zoom in and out. Maxim is a giant half-blood, but her location does not allow her to admit it, and even on weekdays, she has to ignore her unusual size as much as possible.

If Maca had deliberately become bigger, she would have been able to dance normally, but wouldn't that be tantamount to promoting Madame Maxim's "big skeleton"?

"Ma'am, would you like something different?" Marca and Madame Maxime stood still on the dance floor, and he only paused before immediately asking aloud.

The volume of his words is not small, and many people have heard it.

"Oh? What's the difference? Madame Maxim furrowed her brows, and asked him a rhetorical question as if curious.

"As far as I know, in ancient times there was an ancient magical creature called the 'Saquak Ice Beet', which built a nest in the cold polar regions and fed on the ice and snow year after year, and was a beautiful creature with a crystal clear body."

Maca spoke calmly, with a calm smile on her lips.

“…… And when they cheer for the triennial cold wave, they will dance on top of the ice sheet, like a dance party of ice elves. ”

"That'...... Is it an insect? ”

At first, Madame Maxime just wanted to go along with Maca to see what kind of way he would overcome the dilemma. But listening to it, she couldn't help but be interested.

"I don't know much about this," Maca said irresponsibly, spreading her hands irresponsibly, "There aren't many records in ancient books, and I only saw and wrote it down by chance...... But looking at the description above, I think it may be a creature that resembles a mountain fairy, right? Well, at least for the things I can't understand anymore, I'd rather let my imagination run wilder – that makes our memories a little better, doesn't it? ”

As he spoke, he waved his right hand suddenly. In an instant, a barely visible rune appeared and disappeared in the air, followed by a little chill.

A cool whirlwind rose between him and Madame Maxime, carrying condensed crystalline snowflakes around them, causing the Great Hall, which had been somewhat dull from the flames of the fireplace, to suddenly lower by several degrees.

"Let's emulate the ancient ice and snow spirits and have a waltz in the sky, shall we?"

Holding up one or two people with the wind will naturally not be a problem for Maca, even a "big woman" like Maxim. The difficulty lies in precisely controlling every trace of force and letting the two of them spin and fly in the form of a dance.

The next moment, Maca waved her hand again, took Madame Maxim and floated straight into the air. The two of them spun in the air, suddenly separated and suddenly gathered, surrounded by ice crystals and snowflakes, it was really like a unique slow waltz.

Flying like this is actually quite laborious, and the consumption of mana is not large, but it is extremely difficult to control. But if you want to let yourself soar into the air without any support, the more convenient levitation spell will not work.

"It's a bit of a struggle, but it's a fun idea." In the midst of the consternation on the faces of the other wizards, Maca secretly said to herself, "If you have a chance to go back, maybe you can let Luna give it a try?" ”

For the first time, she danced in the air without relying on a magical object, which was very strange to Madame Maxim. But she didn't know that Maca actually used her as an experiment by the way, in order to see if she could do it.

"This ...... What kind of ghost magic is this? ”

It was probably too long to be stunned, and at this time someone finally spoke up first. Suddenly, the wizards who had been looking at the two people in the air in the auditorium with their mouths open also came to their senses and began to whisper incessantly.

The improvement and innovation of various spells is something that has been done in the wizarding world in modern times. But it's rare for someone like Maca to come up with a new spell for the sake of dancing.

It can be said that the wizards who have done similar things to him have basically been entered into the celebrity books by now.