Although the black market often seems a bit cold, it is located underground, and it is obviously impossible for an ice storm to suddenly blow up.
Of course, even if the wizards of the Witte family were all in trouble, they would not regard this biting coldness as a natural phenomenon.
"who!"
Such a fierce cold wind forced all of them to stop attacking Hermione and others. And even the leader of the Witte family, who always seemed to have some spare power, could only ask a hasty question at the moment, and then he could only cast a protective spell in a hurry to resist.
And until everyone on the other side was forced to stop their hands, Maka paused her staff and stopped the biting cold current.
However, even though the cold wind had stopped, there were still ice crystals and snowflakes falling leisurely in the alley, giving this corner of the underground world a feeling of winter.
"Okay, I think everyone has calmed down a bit, so..."
Maka stood between the four Hermiones and the wizards of the Witte family, leaning on her staff and looking at the male and female wizards opposite. Although his tone seemed to be quite gentle, the expression on his face matched well with the ice crystals floating around - they were all equally chilly.
After a short pause, he continued:
"So, regarding the attack on our school students in the black market... I think you need to give me an explanation... Ah! Sorry, I seem to have forgotten one thing -"
Before he finished speaking, a thin sheet of ice suddenly condensed on the ground in the alley, and spread rapidly along the alley. In just a few seconds, all the wizards on the opposite side were unable to dodge and were suddenly frozen to the soles of their shoes.
And at that moment, the wizard at the end who was secretly retreating suddenly couldn't lift his feet. His center of gravity was unbalanced, and he fell to the ground covered with ice with a "bang".
"... I hope you remember not to move when I am talking."
"ah-"
Because the wizard subconsciously put his hands on the ground when he fell, and the cooling rules were obviously not merciful to anyone. The ice that was enough to freeze the soles of a person's shoes instantly also froze the palms holding him on the ground.
Listening to the miserable wailing echoing in the alley, none of the other wizards dared to move. Because when they heard Maka's last sentence, they had already realized that the young wizard standing in front of them at this moment was undoubtedly Maka McClain of Hogwarts.
"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to say it again - don't touch the frost on the ground directly with your hands," Maka looked directly at the wizards on the other side and said calmly, "This is just like don't lick the metal railings with your tongue in winter, although It might be a little sweet, but it will stick!"
"...Who could be so boring? Uh...is it really sweet?"
Suddenly, Ron behind Maka couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, but he only received Hermione's usual fierce glare in return.
Maka turned around and rolled her eyes at him.
"You can try it some other time."
However, at the moment when he turned his head slightly, two frightening green lights suddenly shot out from the crowd of Werther family and flew straight towards him.
"Avada Kedavra-"
It was obvious that although the two men were still unable to use the silent spell technique on the Death Curse, they had already made the sound of chanting the spell as soft as possible. And looking at the flying speed of the two green magic beams, it can be seen that the opponent's strength is really good.
But unfortunately, even in this thick fog with strange effects, it is not possible for them to successfully attack Maka.
As soon as the green light passed by, two ice crystals condensed out of thin air. The next second, accompanied by two crisp explosions, green light particles mixed with a large amount of broken ice splashed out.
After blocking the two life-killing curses, Maka turned back expressionlessly and looked coldly at the two guys who dared to sneak attack behind him.
"What, your Witte family... are you planning to formally declare war on me?"
"Aren't those two—"
"Shut up."
Before the two attackers could speak, Maka heard two urgent and short voices in succession, and their brief conversation also slightly attracted his attention.
"Huh?" A trace of hesitation flashed in Maka's eyes, "'Not' what? Oh, could it be that..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his staff and pulled it back.
It was just a simple floating spell, but it exerted the power of a control spell in his hands. He restrained the two wizards who had attacked him before and suddenly dragged them out.
"I think you are trying to say... these two are not actually from the Witte family?"
The wizard who was stopped by the family steward did not answer after all this time, but the expression on his lips that was trying to endure made it clear what he was thinking.
Beside him, the steward of the Werther family knew that there was no point in hiding it anymore, but he still had no intention of explaining. He just looked away slightly and said nothing.
At this moment, one of the two wizards who was pulled in front of Maka and both fell to the ground couldn't help but said loudly:
"The Witte family? Ridiculous... We are Mr. Helper's apprentices! How could we be members of an ancient wizard family that doesn't deserve their name?" The man was talking, and suddenly said harshly, "McLean, maybe I'm not as skilled as I am now. Man, but if you don’t kill me today, I will definitely let you know who is truly strong in the future!”
However, before Maka could react, another one of them suddenly rushed to say without even looking at the still arrogant companion:
"Mr. McLean, don't listen to the stupid words of this fool... What's 'we'? I have nothing to do with him. I just... was held by Haierbo for his life, and I only obeyed his orders as a last resort!"
"What did you say? Damn it, you are such a coward, why did the teacher accept you, a bastard with no bottom line..."
Listening to the sudden quarrel between the two people in front of her, Maka couldn't help but shake her head.
"It seems that Haierbo is really cold-blooded and can take anyone under his wing!" He said with a bit of laughter, "Is it possible that we are already so short of manpower?"
But having said that, this is actually a doubt in Maka's mind - as a true ancient wizard pursuing the pinnacle of magic, could he be so hasty when selecting apprentices
No, after all, this guy seems to have hired too many apprentices. Think about how many witches and wizards Maka has seen during this period of time who call Haierbo "teacher"
What's even more suspicious is that none of these guys who call themselves "apprentices" seems to have received any real guidance on self-improvement. Although each of them has pretty good talents and can be regarded as one of the more outstanding ordinary wizards in terms of strength, they really don't match up with Haierbo's reputation.
Although most of the wizard apprentices in ancient times had to go through a long period of doing odd jobs, but now we are in modern times. Why doesn't Haierbo, who is short of manpower, give them some guidance before letting them go to work
Maybe... It's not that Haierbo didn't accept real apprentices, but those students who were worthy enough to accept his magic theory were still undergoing more training
Thinking of this, he suddenly waved his hand and swept the two of them directly to the wall beside the alley, and gave each of them a full body binding spell.
Regardless of whether these guys are "covers" released by Haierbo, or they actually have other uses. Anyway, from Maka's point of view, it would be enough to take them all back for interrogation and research, and finally send them all to prison.
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head again and said to the wizards of the Witte family:
"You people... To be honest, it's not of much use if I leave you here. Go back! Tell your old family master for me that I will 'visit' your Werther family's mansion as soon as possible... In addition, in the black market Call back all the carriages that are wandering around here! Don't even think about making any small moves."
After saying that, Maka waved her hand suddenly, and the ice on the ground disappeared instantly. It's just that the guy who tried to sneak away before is probably unable to use his hands now. Whether he can be cured or not is a question.
The wizards didn't say anything more, and hurriedly lifted the injured man up, leaving the two Haierbo apprentices behind and left without looking back.
"Maka, just... let them go back like this? Isn't it too easy for them?"
Hearing Ron complaining behind her, Maka turned around and was about to say something, but saw Hermione suddenly come over and whisper:
"What do you know! That family was very suspicious of our attack this time - didn't you feel it? They were obviously merciful to us at the beginning! It wasn't until these two guys came later... "
Having said this, she turned her head to look at the two wizards who were lying next to the wall, and couldn't help but give each other an annoyed look.
"As soon as they arrived, they immediately became ruthless - if Luna hadn't been there, one of us might have been hit by the death curse! You know, the magic shield can't stop the damage of the death curse at all. …”
Hearing what Hermione said, Maka couldn't help but turn her head and glanced at them coldly again. Then, he looked at Hermione and the four of them again and frowned slightly.
"You too... I have read that letter, and I understand your eagerness." He said, "But can't you think about running out to find someone after searching for me carefully?"
"What's more, you guys have obviously gone to Sirius, why don't you discuss it with them before making a decision? Don't tell me that you are just afraid of causing trouble to him?"