Maka was strangled by Voldemort all the way to the gate of Hogwarts. At this time, the stranglehold was not as tight as before, but she still had no intention of letting him go.
Standing in front of the enchanted door, Voldemort paused, then pointed at the door with Maka's wand, but there was no reaction at all.
"Damn it! It's resisting me—" Voldemort said bitterly, "You use it to open the door. You don't need me to teach you how to do it, right?"
Maka took the wand, but her neck was still in Voldemort's hand! Although the other party didn't say anything like "don't move", the feeling of threat was still there.
He waved his wand, tested the door, and found that a barrier immediately appeared above it.
"Protection lifted."
Maka waved her wand in two arcs, and a beam of magic light hit the center of the magic barrier. But Maka's ability to break the curse was obviously weaker than that of the caster, and it took a while for the barrier to be completely eliminated.
The main entrance to Hogwarts was opened by Maka!
"Well done -" Quirrell, who was controlled by Voldemort, suddenly had a terrifying smile on his face, and his hand holding Maka's neck tightened slightly.
But before he could finish his words, Maka turned over her hand and cast a coma spell. He didn't even recite the spell this time, it was a silent spell! Caught off guard, Voldemort was knocked away violently, and even the Sorcerer's Stone in his hand fell to the ground.
"Here comes the magic stone." Maka waved her wand and summoned the magic stone into her hand.
But before he could release the next spell, Voldemort suddenly pounced toward the door, and with a "crack", the space immediately became distorted.
"Oops!" Maka turned around, but someone was one step faster than him.
I saw a ray of red light as fast as lightning, with an aura that cut through the space, hitting the center of the area that had been distorted by the Apparition. It was Dumbledore!
Maka vaguely heard Voldemort snort, and in an instant, the space distortion calmed down.
"How is it?" Maka asked hurriedly.
Dumbledore walked over, shaking his head slightly.
"He is definitely injured, but he may not die."
Maka couldn't help but frown when he heard this - he didn't expect that Voldemort would still be able to move under his close-range stun spell attack. This vitality is as tenacious as a cockroach.
It's a pity that Maka's silent spell is not enough to cast a more powerful spell, otherwise Quirrell, who is possessed by Voldemort, might be able to stay in Hogwarts.
At this time, Dumbledore came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Fortunately, you took back the Sorcerer's Stone, otherwise the consequences would be much more serious than this."
Maka nodded after hearing this. He raised the magic stone in his hand and looked at it, but his mood became extremely heavy.
"Voldemort must hate me now, but more importantly -"
For Maka at this time, the most terrifying thing was not Voldemort's escape, but that everything was heading towards the unknown trajectory. Although he didn't remember much, he could at least remember some of the key points. But now, his memory has become untrustworthy.
In particular, he already knew clearly that it was himself who caused this series of huge changes!
"The Butterfly Effect."
Maka whispered secretly in her heart, her eyes never leaving the place where Voldemort disappeared. In his eyes, the dots of starlight on the distant sky wall were reflected, which looked extremely deep and peaceful, but also seemed to be filled with deep gloom.
Maka stood there silently, unconsciously lost in thought...
But no matter how Maka's mood changes, things that should continue will continue, and time will not stand still for him alone.
How Dumbledore considered this incident and how he arranged the subsequent handling, Maka lost interest in following and observing.
When he hurried past Hermione, who had been untied by Dumbledore, the tearful little girl was smiling happily at him. But he didn't even look at her, he just passed her by and walked towards Hogwarts Castle with heavy steps.
"Maka—" Hermione shouted, but Maka didn't seem to hear her.
"Bang bang!"
Standing in front of the door to Ravenclaw Tower, Maka knocked roughly.
"Quack, what's wrong? Does it look like the world is about to be destroyed?" The bronze eagle on the door knocker blinked, flapped its wings and landed on top of his head.
"It's nothing. I have learned something about the runes on the Scroll of Truth, so I came to talk to you." Maka didn't want to talk more about what happened not long ago.
"Gah? Really! So fast?" the bronze eagle said in surprise, and took Maka directly to Ravenclaw's secret room again.
In the secret room, Maka showed Xiaoying the effectiveness of the cooling rune.
The Bronze Eagle nodded upon seeing this and said: "Yes, you are already qualified to explore the next test! If you pass the test correctly, you will have the opportunity to see the true charm of the rule runes -"
At this point, the bronze eagle suddenly landed on the table in front of Maka, and said solemnly: "—and the danger of violating the rules!"
"Danger?" Maka was stunned when he heard this, then nodded.
Although his understanding of the rule runes is still at the edge, if such a mysterious thing is used improperly, unforeseen dangers will definitely occur. This is something that can be understood with just one's buttocks. After Bronze Little Eagle mentioned it, he naturally made some guesses.
"Then what's the next test?" Maka thought for a moment, then raised her head and asked.
The bronze eagle tilted its head, chuckled a few times and said: "This test will take a lot of time, because you need to enjoy a long ocean journey."
"Uh, how long?" Maka frowned.
"How long it takes you to go to Albania from here will be how long this trip takes." said the Bronze Eagle. "On the way, you have to go to a place... Bookshelf No. 1, put the topmost copy of "Eli" Take down "The Voyager's Notes of Sri Lanka"—"
Maka waved her wand and moved the bookshelf away. From a distance, she saw an unusually large thick-covered book, placed horizontally on top of other books.
"Quack, that's the one, the biggest one!" cried the bronze eagle.
Maka waved her magic wand again, controlling the big notebook to float in front of her. He placed the large and heavy notebook on the table and gently opened the cover.
"You can read the others slowly on the road. Turn to the end first. There is a nautical chart tucked inside." After finishing speaking, the Bronze Eagle continued after Maka unfolded the nautical chart, "The one in red The route marked with ink is your journey this time. Take a good look! Did you see the little cross in the middle? That is a small island, and it is also-"
Having said this, Xiaoying paused and then continued: "It is also the place where Rowena and Ravenclaw met."
"What?" Maka showed a stunned expression, and all kinds of conjectures flashed through her mind.
"This is not a secret," the Bronze Eagle shook its little head. "To be honest, this matter is not important to you. But if you want to know more about it, you can look around when you get there. Take a look."
"Okay, everything after that will wait until you come back. I wish you a pleasant journey first! Quack, quack, quack!" Kitty's sharp laughter made Maka feel a headache.
"I said, what are you going to do when you arrive at this... Lake Liquini in Albania? What should you do next?" Maka asked quickly, looking at the unfamiliar place names on the map.
He didn't want to continue thinking about how to start when he got to the place.
"Of course I'm going to dive in—what do you think?"
Maka nodded understandingly and said to herself: "I don't know if one summer vacation is enough. I hope it's too late -"
"Wait," his tone suddenly changed, and a complex look flashed across his face, "Now that we have this opportunity, why not..."
After Maka ended her conversation with the Bronze Eagle, she continued to look through a large number of books on the bookshelf. He even planned to bring more useful books with him for careful study on the road.
The books here are not all about records of magic theories, but also many records of successful or failed experiments. Although too much time has passed since then, and many studies have lost their timeliness, they can still be used as a reference for ideas, but Maca can still gain extremely rich harvests.
After all, these are the books collected by the famous witch of that time, Rowena Ravenclaw!
This time, Maka stayed here for almost three full days. Except for necessary matters that needed to be resolved every day, she spent the rest of the time squatting in this secret room.
Incidentally, he missed Hufflepuff's last Quidditch match because no one could find him.
Surprisingly, although Ravenclaw's basic points were far ahead from beginning to end, it was Hufflepuff's beautiful Charlotte who finally caught the Golden Snitch and ended the game. This made the teachers and students in the audience give her warm cheers.
When Maka came out again, Harry had been nursing his bones in the hospital bed for three days. Madam Pomfrey's potion worked very well, and his bones had long since grown, but Madam Pomfrey insisted on continuing to observe him for a few days before letting him go.
That day, when Maca arrived there, he found that Dumbledore was already there. Not only Dumbledore, but also Hermione and Ron were there to accompany Harry.
Just as Maka stepped into the door of the ward, Hermione was the first to spot him.
"Maka! You-"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately recalled the scene three days ago. Not only the experience of fighting against Voldemort, but what impressed Hermione the most was the last moment when Maka passed by her.
Even he couldn't remember exactly what Maka's expression looked like at that time, but Hermione still remembered it as if that moment was still in front of her.
Hermione couldn't help but shut her mouth when she thought of that gloomy face mixed with anger, surprise and regret. She didn't know what Maka was thinking, but as smart as she was, she could vaguely understand that it was not something that others could easily touch. She didn't want to, nor dared to touch it casually.
No matter how smart Hermione is, she is still just a teenage girl. She has no idea how to deal with this vague and complicated psychological state deep in her heart.
"Huh?" Maka looked at her and said, "Oh, Hermione, were you okay that day? Were you injured anywhere?"
"No, no..." Hermione whispered in a low voice.
"That's good, it's fine." Maka nodded with a smile, and then came to Harry's bed.