Let Muggles also gain the ability to use magic - this idea has actually been hidden in Maka's heart for a long time. He not only thought about it, but also recorded his thoughts in his magic research notes, and even secretly conducted theoretical research in several directions.
The possibility of magic comes from the activation of magic power, which in turn depends on the soul of living things. According to Maka's speculation, using the characteristics of the Bewitching Monument may be a very feasible shortcut.
To this end, he had tried once before on the ordinary wizard named "Thomas", and successfully enabled the other person to gain power beyond that of Voldemort's Black Death followers.
However, no matter how "ordinary" that Thomas is, he is still a genuine wizard after all. If he were replaced by a Muggle, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand the power of that powerful rule.
By then, they may be able to awaken their amazing magical talents, but the price will be a complete loss of humanity and reason...
And if that were the case, wouldn't it be no different from Voldemort's Black Death followers and Helbo's army of zombies? Maka doesn't need such a group of humanoid beasts that only know destruction!
Therefore, since this shortcut does not work for Muggles, it seems that Maka can only choose another more difficult path.
Unfortunately, the path that relies entirely on his own wisdom and knowledge is obviously more difficult for him to accept than the former.
This "unacceptability" does not come from the results, but from the process.
"Ah-no! Damn, my head hurts... No, help me, what the hell is this..."
The guard who drank the medicine in the first test tube as ordered was already kneeling on the carpet. He held his head tightly with both hands and screamed at the top of his lungs, all the muscles in his body tightened.
And right next to him, the other four guards saw that their companion was in such pain after taking the stuff. Although their standing posture did not change, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
Opposite Maka, the prince seemed slightly frightened by this scene. He was seen staring at the guard who was kneeling down with a ferocious face. He couldn't help but swallow secretly, with obvious fear in his eyes.
On the other hand, Her Majesty the Queen, who has long since aged, although there was also a hint of astonishment in the depths of her eyes, overall she remained very calm.
At the moment, Maka is naturally looking at the guard as well. Now he actually has nothing to say. He just sighed secretly - at least these five doses of experimental medicine will not cause harm to the life of the user, but for Muggle adults whose magic power has been silent since childhood, Pain is always inevitable.
The next second Maka was thinking this, suddenly, a situation occurred that made everyone present slightly startled!
It was as if an extremely violent hurricane had suddenly blown up in this huge main hall. The oil paintings on the walls, the curtains by the windows, the cushions on the sofa chairs, the cabinets on the side and the crystal chandeliers on the roof... almost... All the things that were not firmly fixed and not very heavy suddenly floated up and flew around the guard!
For a moment, the queen and the prince could even feel that the sofa they were sitting on was about to move, as if it would lift them into the air at any time.
Maka wouldn't let them fly around - it would be bad if they hit someone. Soon he raised his hand and pressed it, causing everything flying in the air to fall back to the ground.
"Mr. MacLean... was... successful?"
"No, of course it failed."
After a moment, Maka looked at the guard who had fallen to the ground and fell into a coma due to excessive mental burden, and gently shook his head.
The material ratio of this first dose focuses on awakening magic power, and in this regard it can be considered a success. However, it is precisely because the mental stimulation of taking Muggles is too strong, and the mental exhaustion is particularly serious.
"The proportions of puffer fish liver seem to be difficult to control perfectly..."
Delphi, who was standing behind the sofa, heard Maka muttering to herself, and then realized that the animal liver that Maka had ground in the preparation room actually came from the highly poisonous puffer fish.
Kingsley, who was standing next to her, was even more surprised. Unlike Delphi, he grew up in Hogwarts and received regular wizarding education. As far as he knew, there was no precedent in the magic world of anyone using that thing to prepare potions.
But while Maka was still thinking, the Queen, who had been waiting for a while, suddenly couldn't help but said:
"Mr. McClain, since the first dose was unsuccessful, should we continue the trial with the second dose?"
There is no doubt that although the first experiment just now was an expected failure for Maka, for the Queen who witnessed a "magic storm", it was simply equivalent to letting her see the Muggle Society. The hope of magic.
Therefore, it is no wonder that she is eager to continue the experiment as soon as possible.
"Um?"
Maka paused for a moment after hearing the words, then took out a notebook and scribbled a few notes on it, and then said:
"That's it."
"Then let's begin!" The Queen waved her hand gently and said, "Next one."
The words fell, but no one moved - the guard just now was still lying on the ground motionless! And because he was lying on his stomach and his breathing was still a little weak, his four companions couldn't tell whether he was still alive.
In this case, who has the courage to accept orders? This is the same even if the person giving the order is the Queen.
At this time, Maca, who had already understood the thoughts of the four guards, hesitated for a moment, and then took the initiative:
"Don't worry, he's not dead, he just fell asleep... If you don't believe it, you can turn him over and check."
After saying this, the guards couldn't help but glance at Her Majesty the Queen. When they saw the other party calmly nodded, they hurriedly surrounded the unconscious companion.
Not long after, when they both confirmed that the other person was indeed still breathing and heartbeating, they finally breathed a small sigh of relief.
However, even if he is immortal, the hysterical scream that guy just made is still frightening. They are guards and are absolutely loyal to the royal family, but when it comes to their own safety, they still have to think twice.
After all, they are not the so-called "death warriors" specially cultivated by the royal family!
However, the Queen's orders still have to be obeyed. When one of the guards suddenly took a deep breath, he finally walked resolutely to the coffee table in front of Maka.
Maka didn't move, just lowered his eyes and allowed the sturdy guard to take the second test tube, remove the stopper and pour the liquid into his mouth.