"Owner."
The girl had already walked up to Maka. Her already petite figure looked almost like a child in front of Maka's demon body. But at this moment, in the eyes of everyone in the hall, it was she who seemed to have the stronger aura - even though she was not conscious of this, her intention to sacrifice everything for the living zombies, But it has naturally coated her with a dazzling golden light.
On the other side, perhaps in order to be able to talk to the girl in front of him more naturally, Maka took a step back and sat back on his throne. He looked at the living corpse girl in front of him, and they looked at each other quietly, and there was another moment of silence.
No one knew what he was thinking at the moment, and no one could tell from his unreadable expression what answer he would give the living corpse girl.
Hermione seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and subconsciously took another step forward.
"Maka, no..." She murmured in a voice that was hard to tell, "This is wrong. Such a big thing... shouldn't be borne by one person alone."
Just because the hall was still very quiet at this moment, Hermione's words easily fell into everyone's ears.
Of course Maka heard it too.
Not only did he hear it, but he also reacted to it—perhaps because of this time, even he felt a little difficult to handle the "plea" of the living corpse girl! Hermione spoke and immediately diverted his attention temporarily. He looked over the zombie girl's shoulder and looked at Hermione who was standing further in front and said:
"So, my previous proposal is better, right?"
"of course not!"
Beside Hermione, Harry still refused to back down even a step and insisted loudly.
Hermione didn't say anything about Harry's intrusion. Obviously, although she didn't want to watch the zombie girl use her life as a sacrifice, she also didn't want to see those "new humans". ” plan finally became a reality.
Although this is undeniably a bit too greedy, but in the face of life, what's wrong with being greedy
However, at the moment when Hermione pursed her lips slightly, everyone saw that Maka seemed to have confirmed something and nodded slightly.
The next second, his eyes returned to the living corpse girl in front of him, and he showed an expression that might be a smile to her.
"Okay! I agree."
Almost at the same time as he spoke, Maka raised her right hand, and the devil's claws quietly slid across the neck of the zombie girl behind her ears like a gentle caress.
Immediately, the zombie girl was caught off guard by everyone's eyes, and she shriveled to the ground like a doll with its strings cut off, and became completely silent in an instant.
The air suddenly solidified due to shock, and the silver bottle was broken when the hearts of everyone in the hall were agitated, and a mixture of surprise and annoyance poured out on the ground.
Especially Harry, who no longer had time to worry about all the previous emotional contradictions, suddenly stepped over the demon body in front of him, took another step and was already in front of Maka.
"You... you are not Maka!" He yelled angrily, and even put the Gryffindor sword in his hand on the opponent's neck. "Say! Who are you! What do you want to do?"
Maybe he was reminded by Harry's words, or maybe he just didn't want to continue to believe the fact in front of him. Hermione, who was looking at the living corpse girl paralyzed on the ground, suddenly raised her head and murmured in a dazed but inexplicable way:
"Yes... you are not Maka, you are... you are the despicable Haierbo. Yes, that must be true! You want to pretend to be Maka to deceive our trust, but what you have done has completely exposed you It’s not a fact about Maca!”
Under the stairs, Snape's eyes were slightly narrowed, while Lupine and others were mostly frowning, and still no one spoke at this time. Ron, Ginny, Hannah and other friends exchanged glances with each other, seeming to be ready to rush up the stairs at any time to provide the most tacit support to Hermione who might be about to take action, and Harry who had already done so. .
However, in this situation where the whole body is affected by a single move, the figure who started this scene is still sitting calmly and firmly on the throne. The peerless sword that had already cut off the heads of several demons was resting lightly on his shoulder, but he seemed not to be aware of the danger he was in at this moment.
He didn't even pay attention to Harry, who was already ignited with anger. His eyes stayed on the corpse of the zombie girl on the ground for a moment, then he raised his head and looked directly at Hermione, and said with interest:
"If I'm not Maka McClain, then where is the real Maka McClain?"
"How do I know?" At this moment, even Hermione's face showed a look of real anger, "We should ask you this question!"
"Is that so?" The tall figure said calmly, "No, actually you should already know this, right?"
"We have seen through your true colors! Yet you are still here making excuses!" Harry grabbed the opponent's shoulders, and the extremely sharp blade of Gryffindor's sword had sunk into the opponent's devilish skin that should have been extraordinarily tough. , "Aren't you afraid that I'll cut off your head?"
But the opponent immediately spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders slightly, not even caring that the sword edge cut deeper as a result. I heard him hum and smile, and asked:
"Oh, my Harry, what else do you think we have been doing all this time? Aren't we just cutting off the heads of demons one after another? Maybe you have forgotten that this body is also A devil! In fact, this is something that must be done sooner or later... Although some accidents did happen today, but some links are a little earlier, it doesn't really matter - do it, right? My savior."
"You don't have to say it! Don't worry, I'll-" "Harry, wait!"
Harry, who had already fallen into an impulsive state due to anger, had no intention of thinking more. When he heard the other party's words, he was so excited that he subconsciously wanted to slash with his sword, but was stopped by a loud shout. A meal.
That's Ginny's voice!
The instinct he developed through tacit cooperation on the battlefield allowed him to not miss Ginny's voice easily even in the most extreme state of frenzy, and the same was true at this moment.
And perhaps it was because Ginny's voice swept away the confusion floating in her mind that Hermione seemed to wake up at this time. She might also suddenly realize something, and immediately ran forward and held Harry down. shoulders.
"Yes, wait a minute Harry... don't let others mess up your rhythm."