I saw that the creature was ferocious in nature and was twisting its body, trying to break through Maka's obstacle spell.
Maka narrowed her eyes and directly used the Christmas gift Snape gave him.
"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"
The sword formed by the curse is invisible, but extremely sharp. With just one blow, the attacking creature was torn apart and landed among the trees with a "plop".
"Peruvian poisonous horned lizard?" Maka looked hesitantly, "Does Ravenclaw have a hobby of collecting magical creatures?"
But before he could continue to think about it, there was another movement in front.
There are indeed many magical creatures on this island. Although most of them are not very dangerous, they still cost him a lot of time.
But what made him a little curious was that he found many large pits in the woods. Most of the trees around the large pits were swaying. The upturned soil in some pits still looked very new, and there was a faint smell of wetness. gas…
After he killed the attacking creature again, he habitually pushed aside the trees, and suddenly his vision became clearer.
It was a strange building built in the middle of the woods. It looks like a single tower, but there are many large and small spire cabins extending out from the outer wall. Although the individual houses don't look very big, the whole house looks quite bloated.
At the top of the tower, a huge eagle-shaped coat of arms is inlaid. The golden eagle on a black background is extremely eye-catching, seeming to announce the identity of the owner of this place.
A long time has passed, and the building has been covered with green vines, showing a vibrant appearance.
Maka walked to the door and slowly pushed open the already somewhat blocked door, only to find that the inside was as clean and natural as if it had just been built, as if the owner had just left in the morning.
Willie still followed him obediently, but her eyes stayed on some wild flowers at the door.
As soon as you enter the door, you are greeted by a fairly spacious rotunda, with all decorative items such as tapestries on the walls. The ground was paved with large stone tiles, but there was not much wear and tear.
In the middle is a spiral staircase that leads all the way to the top of the tower. Looking up, there is still light coming through. Just because the lamps on the wall had not been lit yet, it made the hall look a little dull.
Maka and Willy stepped inside, and after a few more glances, they discovered that the canvases on the wall were only the background, and the cupboards were already empty. There seemed to be nothing of value here.
There is a large room on the second floor. He went in and took a cursory look, and found that it looked like a study room, but the bookshelves inside had already been emptied.
"Maybe they all moved to Hogwarts!" Maka couldn't help but think.
Further up, there are two smaller bedrooms.
Although many things have been taken away, there are still some things left in the room on the right. Maka went in and took a look, and immediately discovered that there were several old books stacked on the table of a desk.
"Notes on magical creatures experiments?"
He flipped through it casually, only to find that it not only recorded a lot of experimental data, but also interspersed a lot of random notes of his thoughts on the day between the experimental content.
Some of the content is related to experiments, but as it goes on, there will be more and more essays about daily life.
"The name 'Yoon' appears a lot!" Maka couldn't help but start talking to herself as she looked at it, "From a stranger to someone who gradually developed a crush... Why does it feel like I'm peeping on other people's emotions? journal."
He thought about what the Bronze Eagle said, "This is also the place where Rowena and Ravenclaw met," and couldn't help but quickly turn the note to the title page.
The signature on it made him feel a little puzzled - Roy Namira.
"The real name of Rowena Ravenclaw? Where is Rowena from?"
Although I couldn't figure it out for the moment, this was not the main purpose of coming here this time. Maka closed the note and stuffed it into her suitcase.
"Anyway, Rowena will definitely not need it, so I will keep it for her..."
But at this moment, Willy, who had been silent all this time, took the initiative to speak rarely.
"Mom said it's not good to steal."
Maka looked at her exquisite expressionless face and felt that she really didn't even have the energy to complain.
"Okay, okay, I'll put it back."
As he was talking, he saw a "pop" noise all around him, and a large group of elves instantly surrounded them, looking at him and Willie with big, round eyes.
"who are you?"
"Oh! This is human!"
"Wow, it's really human!"
"Oh oh oh! It's really like what mom said, so high!"
Maka looked at the chaotic voices around him and was stunned for a moment - he found that he couldn't understand it at all!
Fortunately, the house elves didn't seem to have any ill intentions and were just looking around him and Willy. It was as if they hadn't seen anyone for a long time.
Maka roughly counted them, and there seemed to be more than thirty. But when he inadvertently turned around, he found that even the doorways and corridors behind were crowded with house elves of different appearances. There are so many that one can’t see them all at a glance.
These elves have a completely different feel to other house elves out there.
Look at them, they may be tall or short, fat or thin - although the tallest one is only less than half a person tall, they all have distinctive looks and unique behaviors.
Even though they have the same big ears and long, flat nose, they have their own characteristics.
Of course, the biggest difference is their clothes!
As we all know, house elves don't wear decent clothes. They are intelligent magical creatures that were conquered by wizards in ancient times. Starting from the large-scale slave training of the first generation, each generation will be taught by the words and deeds of the enslaved father's house elves. In this way, they are passed down one by one from generation to generation. The identity of the slaves even It has become their nature.
Slaves, on the other hand, cannot wear serious clothes—that is proof that they have been abandoned by their masters. This concept has even been engraved in their souls.
If you gave a house elf a piece of clothing, or even a sock or glove, they would run away screaming. That is a cruel reality that they absolutely cannot accept.
This has not changed at all, even in the kitchen at Hogwarts.
But these little elves in front of Maka gave him a feeling of freedom. He didn't see the deep-rooted servility in any of the elves.
"You are... um, Rowena's..." Maka searched hard for the right words and took them apart, saying one word at a time, "Are you Rowena's... friends?"
Suddenly, this large group of elves started talking in all directions, and the chaotic scene made Maka's head start to feel dizzy.
"Oh! Humans are talking!"
"Yes! Yes! He asked us if we were friends of the witch Roy Namira!"
"Of course we are not friends of the witch Roy Namira!"
"Oh, yes! We haven't even seen her!"
"But my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's...how many grandfathers came here before?"
"Who knows! I can't remember!"
The group of elves were chattering when they heard a cough coming from outside the door.
"Ahem, be quiet! Don't you remember the rules? What should you do when guests come?"
An older elf suddenly walked in from outside the door. Maka immediately noticed that the surrounding area became quiet. After a while, the elves next to the table stepped aside, and with a "pop" sound, an elf held a tray and placed two cups of black tea on the table.
Maka opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say - she didn't seem to understand
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a similar noise coming from outside.
"Oh! Those stupid dragons are here again—"
"Drive away, drive away!"
"Oh my god! Those big guys are out of their minds!"
"Yes, yes! My memory is really bad. I was just kicked back a few days ago!"
Maka was stunned and saw the elves in the room disapparating one after another. He hurriedly ran to the window, only to see a sight that the wizards outside the island rarely saw in their lives.
I saw a group of fire dragons rushing straight into the invisible barrier outside the island. With their black-green scales and long golden horns, it was easy to distinguish their species - they were a group of Romanian long-horned dragons!
Maka roughly counted them, and there were about twenty of them together, large and small!
An adult Romanian longhorned dragon usually grows to 40 feet long. Although it is not the largest among fire dragons, it is quite ferocious and brutal.
Just as Maka was hesitating whether to do something, he saw the red halo from before reappearing on the outer wall of the tower beneath him.
The halo grew bigger and bigger, enclosing the tower inside. From a distance, it looked like there was an extra red halo outside the tower.
The group of fire dragons flapped their dragon wings and rushed towards this side quickly. But the moment they gradually approached a certain range around the tower, the red halo around the tower suddenly shook, and then spread out silently.
There was obviously a trace of confusion among the dragons. They tried to escape by flying, but they still couldn't avoid it - the speed of the halo was too fast!
As soon as the fire dragons were touched by the halo, they let out a scream, and were pushed back to the edge of the island by the rapidly spreading halo without any resistance. Several dragons couldn't even maintain their flying posture and fell onto the shallow beach on the seaside, causing a lot of splashes.
But the remaining dozen fire dragons were not discouraged, as if they were used to this situation. After they readjusted their posture, they rushed towards the tower again, obviously much faster than the first time.
Maka looked down and saw that red light seemed to be still gathering around the tower, but for a while it couldn't form a halo again.