"Gudu... Gudu..."
A series of bubbles rolled, floated upward, and exploded on the surface of the lake. Maka raised her head slightly and didn't know what she was thinking. She just floated in the water for a moment, then turned over with a gentle stroke and continued to dive towards the slightly deeper bottom of the lake.
There were some water plants underneath, swaying slowly with the current. They swung violently when Maka approached, and then continued their unremarkable daily life.
Not long after, after walking around a mound at the bottom of the lake, a dark grotto hidden deep under the water was immediately revealed in front of Maka's eyes.
He had been here before, so he knew very well that if he entered here, he could reach the stone temple located underground at the bottom of the lake.
It's just... In fact, it can be seen that since arriving in Albania today, Maka has been hesitating. It was as if there were still many thoughts blocking him, preventing him from completely making up his mind to do something.
Even if he knows that in order to change certain status quos, some things are actually inevitable and someone must be responsible for completing them. And he was the one who had to take responsibility because of a single thought.
Unless he can be like Haierbo, who regards all the ties around him as a burden and can easily abandon them without any use value.
Yes, he had personally experienced the feeling of being ruthless - it started from here. But it was precisely because of this that he understood that he was by no means a person who could give up his ties as a matter of course.
Just imagine, when a person who has been deprived of emotions and emotions encounters something, he will still forcefully use rationality to piece together perceptual thinking to make decisions. How could such a person be separated from human kindness and sophistication
"call-"
Suddenly, Maka exhaled lightly again, letting them turn into bubbles and go away from her. After a few seconds of silence, he frowned slightly and quietly sank into the dark cave passage.
"Wow!"
When Maka emerged from the water at the other end, she had already arrived at a pool at the other end. There was no light in the pitch-black cave, and you couldn't see your fingers at a glance.
He raised his hand to summon a ball of light, which then floated out of the pool and landed on the stone steps ahead. After habitually dusting off his clothes that were not stained by a drop of lake water, he walked along the steep steps to the depths of the cave.
The dry footsteps continued to reflect on the gradually wider cave walls around them, slowly overlapped, and spread to the bottom of the cave.
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"Luna, it's time to eat—"
In recent days, this voice has always sounded in a certain corridor of Beauxbatons Castle, and today is no exception.
Carrying the meal basket, Fleur walked to the door of Luna's room with steady steps, then raised her hand and knocked on the door with familiarity.
Speaking of which, Luna's previous injuries have almost healed, and she has long been able to get out of bed and walk around on her own - in fact, she has not always stayed in bed recently.
But Fleur could feel that Luna was obviously not willing to go out. Whenever I come to see her, I can always find her alone in her room, either reading books at the table or basking in the sun in front of the window.
So every time it was meal time, Furong would often bring food to her room and dine with her.
To be honest, Fleur actually quite liked the feeling when she was with Luna. She thought this girl was very interesting, sometimes quiet and sometimes cheerful. In fact, she had to get along with her for a long time before she realized that Luna was actually a very considerate girl.
"Oh, Fleur, you're here...come in..."
Hearing Luna's response from inside, she turned the door handle, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Luna, didn't you say you drank all the butterbeer you brought out last time? Look, yesterday I asked Mrs. Lopez to bring a few bottles back for us... Oh! What are you doing?"
As Fleur walked inside, she took out a bottle from the meal basket, but when she looked up, she found Luna lying on the table, looking at each other quietly with a little thing.
"I'm practicing magic," Luna said without looking back. Then she realized what she was doing and turned around quickly and said, "Oh! Butterbeer... That's great. My oak stopper necklace only needs the last two stoppers." finished!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Fleur saw the little thing that had been looking at Luna just now suddenly jumped up from the table, and then landed on Luna's head with a "clack".
This time Fleur finally saw it clearly, it was a little gray flying squirrel.
"What magic are you practicing? Transfiguration?"
Fleur said, putting the meal basket and bottles on the small round table nearby, then walked to Luna, stretched out her index finger and waved it in front of the little flying squirrel.
The next moment, she saw that the flying squirrel stared at her finger for a few times, then suddenly opened its mouth to bite, which frightened Furong into hastily shrinking her hand.
"Ha ha!"
At that moment, the little flying squirrel didn't bite, but Luna laughed happily.
"It's not transfiguration," she said with a smile, "it's spiritual communication."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fleur saw Luna raise her hand, and the flying squirrel jumped from the top of her head into her open palm. Then, as Luna pointed towards the bed with her other hand, the little flying squirrel jumped up high almost at the same time, spread its limbs and glided over, then rolled over and lay on the soft quilt.
"Isn't this... Isn't this the soul-stealing curse?" Furong looked at it and asked in shock.
"No, no, it's different from that - if I force her to do it if she doesn't want to, that's the Imperius Curse! Julie is my new friend."
Luna shook her head, then stood up from the chair and walked quickly over to the small round table where the meal basket was placed. After rummaging for a while, she took out the bread, broke off a small half and sent it to the little flying squirrel.
"Hey! Don't eat on the bed -" Furong reminded her. She could see that the little flying squirrel was already holding the bread and starting to bite it, so she had no choice but to shake her head, "Okay! Anyway, you come here to eat too. Bar!"
She opened the bottle and poured two full cups into the two cups she brought, then placed the food in the basket on the small round table one by one, and then invited Luna to come and sit down with her.
And soon, I saw Luna picking up the cup and smelling it, and then her originally good mood dropped slightly.
"Maka prefers Butterbeer from the Hog's Head."
"The Pig's Head Bar?" Fleur thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I remember, it's the old bar at the corner of Hogsmeade... there's a big white-bearded wizard in it."
"Well, that's Dumbledore's brother..."
As Luna said this, she suddenly seemed to feel something, and was stunned while holding the cup.