To be honest, the gift given to Luna today is the collection of most of Maka's research results on ancient magic literature.
At a glance, many people would probably think they saw a large silver treasure chest with a somewhat strange shape.
On the boxy metal shell, both the top and the sides were engraved with a large number of densely packed and crooked symbols. And between those symbols, zigzag lines and carvings connect them according to certain rules.
Without exception, the small scratches and grooves of those lines and symbols are evenly coated with special paint that can channel magic power.
From this alone, we can know that he has initially come into contact with the three-dimensional structure of the rune array, and perhaps he will no longer be limited to a flat surface in the future.
And in the interior that cannot be seen from the surface, more and more fine rune patterns are seamlessly spliced, crisscrossing and crisscrossing enough to be dazzling.
"What is this?" Luna asked curiously, looking at the big silver box on the floor.
"Well... Actually, I haven't given it a name yet." Maka shrugged, "I plan to give you this opportunity together with it. I believe that our descendants will always remember it."
He said, paused briefly, and then pulled out an ordinary wand.
"Of course, put aside the name first," Maka said with a happy smile, "I'll let you feel the fun of it first!"
After that, he reached out and gently touched the corner of the top of the silver box, and a small hole immediately appeared there. Then, without hesitation, he inserted the wand vertically.
"There are not many requirements for the wand. Most wands can be used to activate it," Maka explained while stuffing the wand in, "but it cannot be bent, it must be straight."
"... Once the wand is all the way down, you can activate it by casting a simple Wand Glow Charm. Like this... Lumos."
Following the sound of Maka's incantation, an extremely simple magic spell was activated. But the wand's luminous spell, which was supposed to emit light, did not produce any white light. Instead, strands of blue fluorescence snaked out from the lines and notches around the wand, and soon spread to the entire box.
Large areas of runes were lit up, and the entire silver box suddenly showed a wonderful sense of mystery.
Just when Luna was surprised by this magical and beautiful scene, with a soft "click", a small drawer-like box appeared on the side of the silver box.
There seemed to be some mist-like silver substance floating in the box. If you had seen Dumbledore's Pensieve, you would definitely find the similarities between the two.
At this moment, Maka took out a small test tube from his pocket and stuck it entirely on the buckle on the inside of the small box.
"Are you ready?" He turned his head and looked at Luna. After seeing the other party gently nodding with expectation, he pushed the small drawer-like box back into the box.
Suddenly, a dreamlike silver-gray mist spread out from the silver box, instantly filling the entire bedroom.
The next moment, just when Luna was a little dazed, she found that her eyes suddenly opened up—the endless mountains overlapped each other, and the snow covered them stretched endlessly toward the sky, and the rising sun spread dazzling golden light. .
And now, she was standing on the back of a mountain range, looking out into the distance and seeing a clear sky.
Looking up again, the blue sky seems to be within reach, and the white clouds give people a faint illusion of passing above their heads.
When she lowered her head again...
"Giants?" Luna whispered in surprise, "So many giants!"
That's right, Maka is a holographic stereoscopic projector in the Muggle world. And the impact it is playing now is part of the memory of Maka and Hagrid when they went to search for the giant tribe.
Because he also referred to Dumbledore's Pensieve when making it, these influences can make people experience it as if they were actually there.
If Lockhart's personal audio-visual meeting was a large-scale rune array similar to a magic ritual, his current silver box is an enhanced and condensed version.
As huge as the footprint of the Muggle world's first computers was, shrinking a large array to the size it is today is no small feat.
At this point, Maka had to admit that the seemingly simple pensieve owned by Dumbledore contained rune skills that he still could not match.
"Isn't it interesting? I have many other sights here, such as the thunderbird I saw last time in the United States. You can take a look at it later when you have time..."
Luna, who was observing the giants at close range, heard Maka's voice in her ears. She immediately nodded her head, regardless of whether Maka could see it.
"Okay, I think we should go downstairs for breakfast," Maka said with a smile, "This is a gift for you, you have a lot of time to watch by yourself... Knox."
After saying that, he recited the counter-curse of the wand's glowing spell, dispelling the magic output. Soon, the gray fog in the bedroom gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Maka and Luna.
"...These are all memories. When you want to see them, just replace the test tube I put them in before. It's very simple."
As he spoke, he placed a wooden box on Luna's desk.
"Did you do it yourself?" Luna said happily, even her usual dazed expression was much lighter, "This is really interesting."
"Yes, it took me a lot of effort!" Even as calm as Maka, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.
But he didn't tell Luna the value of this thing. Not to mention its business prospects that it would definitely set off a wave of waves in the wizarding world in the future, its production cost alone was enough to buy Sirius' head.
oh! I mean... look, isn't the British Ministry of Magic's bounty for Sirius 10,000 gold galleons? Ahem, this is just an analogy... an analogy...
"Let's go! Let's go down! Your father will be worried if we don't go down..."
When Luna went downstairs, Maka looked back and took a deep look at the painting. She wanted to cast a spell on it to strengthen the connection with herself, but in the end she didn't do it.
Just let Luna keep writing! He would rather let her spend more energy than leave her with some irreparable hidden dangers just because of a momentary emotion.
After saying sorry in her heart, Maka followed Luna's footsteps and walked downstairs along the spiral staircase.
The sky was completely bright at this time, and the sunlight poured in directly from the window next to the dining table, coating the small living room with a bright golden light.
Xenophilius was waving his magic wand and delivering the last jar of strawberry jam to the center of the table.
The meals at the Lovegood family still had a certain subtlety and weirdness to them—sandwiches filled with suspicious yellow vegetables, purple-black bubbling beans, slices of barbecued meat from unknown creatures, and an unusually large omelette.
And of course, there’s a cup of original Gordig root tea that you can enjoy every time.
Xenophilius obviously hasn't had time to use the new formula that Maka gave to him, so this time, Maka's tongue will suffer a little bit again.
The only normal thing was probably the basket of sliced white bread.
After stuffing these inexplicably scary-looking foods into his stomach, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and walked with Luna to the Burrow not far from here.
The Weasley house was built on the bank of a small river, backed by lush trees, and behind it was a low hillside.
The Burrow in winter is covered with a layer of snow like other buildings, making this strange building that is already unstable seem to be as dangerous as being crushed by the snow at any time.
Of course, it can't really fall down, because there is still magic on it!
Maka and Luna walked along the frozen creek not long ago. When they saw the Burrow, they caught a glimpse of the two brothers Fred and George who were laughing and playing in front of the house.
It looked like they were being punished by standing still, but it was obvious that they were not going to be punished obediently.
"Hey, Fred, George!" Maka shouted, "What's wrong with you? Are you standing in front of your house early on Christmas morning, clearing the snow to welcome us?"
"Oh! Maca!" I don't know if it was Fred or George who shouted first, "You came at the perfect time!"
"As long as you are here, mom will no longer have time to pay attention to us!" Another one continued in a tacit understanding.
"...Good morning, guards!"
Maka walked up to the two twins and joked casually.
"Good morning, sir!" Fred immediately stood up straight and bowed in response.
George immediately ran to the other side of the door and said with a wicked smile: "Password, sir!"
Seeing him smile like this, Maka knew that if they didn't say something useful, they would definitely start playing tricks again. But he was the one who started this little Christmas drama, so he couldn't back down on his own.
"Ahem..." Maka cleared her throat seriously, while Luna stood aside and looked at them with interest.
"You can't get in without the password! Sir!" Fred laughed proudly.
"Of course I have the password," Maka also laughed, "'No gift next year if you stop me' - I think this password is correct, right?"
"Oh, hey!" George and Fred looked at each other, immediately smiled and rubbed their hands together, "I didn't know that the Duke is here, please-please come in-"
The two of them bowed slightly, opened the door of the Burrow simultaneously, stretched out their hands to invite: "Please come inside! Your Excellency, Duke and Duchess—"
"Hey, George! You stole my line!" Fred immediately straightened up and said dissatisfiedly.