After dinner that day, Maka went back to his room to rest early—at least to others, that's what he did. At the end of the dinner, he said this to Madame Maxime during the dinner, and many guests also heard it.
However, the guest room he went to was not his own.
Regarding this gathering of various forces, Maka had no intention of getting involved too much from the beginning. It was just a cover. The focus of his trip lies in this period tonight.
He kept Fanny in his room just in case.
At this moment, Maka was walking quickly in the corridor. He went all the way up the stairs to the top floor. On the east side of the top floor of Beauxbatons Castle, there was a seemingly ordinary door.
He walked forward gently, without knocking, but reached out and touched the door handle. As the weak fluctuation of magic power disappeared in an instant, the locked door of the locked room automatically opened the bolt.
The door opened automatically.
Maka didn't hesitate. After quickly entering the room, he closed the door behind him. With a soft "click" of the lock, the door was locked again.
After he locked the door again, he had time to look at the room carefully.
It can be seen that this is also a guest room for temporary residence. Although the various daily necessities in the room are exquisite and complete, and it is obvious that a lot of thought has been spent on the layout, the space here is not large.
Just looking at the traces of life everywhere on the table and bed, you know that someone lives here.
It was obviously the first time for Maka to come to this room, but he didn't seem to be curious about this place. Needless to say, he came here with a clear purpose.
He just checked the place casually, and when he found a chair with armrests by the window, he went straight over and sat down. It seemed that he was waiting for someone.
Waiting time is always boring, and just sitting here and waiting is naturally not his character. Soon, he took out a book related to alchemy and started reading it casually.
As time slowly passed, it wasn't long before he sensed a source of magic power... No, it was not one, but two.
When he noticed that two wizards seemed to be walking this way, Maka knew that they were not the people he wanted to wait for.
So, just when the two magic sources stopped outside the door, he immediately used Animagus transformation, turned into a hummingbird and flew out of the window, stopping in mid-air to wait and see what happened.
It seems that someone also wants to come here to visit the residents here.
“Tuk tuk tuk”
There was a knock on the door, but naturally the other party did not wait for a response. After they knocked on the door twice more and made sure no one was in the room, they cast a spell to unlock the door.
Maka didn't set a spell to prevent others from opening it, he just relocked the door itself. But now, the other party easily unlocked the door, and then the two wizards broke in directly.
"...He hasn't come back yet." The person who spoke was a calm male voice, which sounded very familiar.
Maka peeked in from the window, and sure enough, it was the two guys from the Tefler family. However, they saw that the middle-aged wizard was still sullen, looking at everything in the room carefully, and casually said something to Master Tyfuler.
"Then let's wait a while!" Master Tefler thought for a while and said, "Most people have already had dinner now, and the old butler named Flamel should be coming this way."
Yes, this is the guest room where Edward, the old butler of Nico Flamel's family, lives.
Seeing that the two guys seemed to have no intention of leaving here, Maka did not alert them. Although his matter was important, he was not in a hurry. Besides, the old Edward hadn't come back yet, so he thought it would be better to take a look.
As the two people in the room said, the old butler was indeed on his way back. Not long after, when old Edward pushed open the door and entered, the two people from the Taylor family immediately stepped forward.
"Hello, Mr. Butler." Master Taifler said hello somewhat hypocritically, "Please forgive me for visiting unexpectedly..."
"Oh?" Old Edward frowned and stared at the two uninvited guests in front of him. He paused before asking, "I wonder what you two came to me to ask me to do?"
He didn't say stupid things like "Why are you here?" It didn't take much to figure out that these two people must have set their sights on the legacy left by their late master.
Upon hearing this, Master Taifuler nodded slightly.
"If possible, please tell me the details of Mr. Nico Flamel's legacy." He chuckled, "For example, what specific things Mr. Flamel left behind; and for example, what are those things now in where?"
This young master of the Taylor family has already graduated from Beauxbatons. Speaking of which, he is several years older than Maka! Although he is still somewhat immature at the moment, at least he is not as "young" as Maka looks. These words with a hint of laughter, combined with his increasingly adult face, still gave him a somewhat threatening feeling.
If it were Maka who came here like this, I'm afraid he would always give people a weird sense of disobedience in front of people who are not familiar with him.
However, after all, old Edward was already quite old. During the years when he accompanied his master around, who had he not seen? The threats made by a wizard who had just grown up were nothing in his eyes.
What made him even more vigilant was the middle-aged male wizard who was following Master Taylor. As the saying goes, "a banshee who can tell jokes never eats children", those guys who say nothing are often more dangerous.
Of course, no one knows whether there are banshees who can tell jokes.
"I think I can't do that yet," Old Edward shook his head. "Sooner or later, the master's inheritance will be made public, but not now. I think you can go back and wait. I believe it won't be too long."
After hearing this, Master Tyfuler immediately snorted.
"Old butler, I don't think we need to wait any longer." You can see that his smile is gradually turning cold. "Look, no one else knows which room you live in in Beauxbatons. We are the only ones who know." I know. Don’t you think this is a very beneficial thing for us?”
"Maybe!" Old Edward said noncommittally, "But do you want to take action here? From my perspective, this may not be a good idea."
Master Tyfuler snorted coldly, and the next moment, he narrowed his eyes with a dangerous look in his eyes.
"Wouldn't you know if you try it?"
Before he finished speaking, the wizard who had been standing beside him immediately pulled out his wand. He did not choose to attack old Edward immediately, but cast a magic spell on this room first.
For a moment, the sounds in the room seemed to be frozen, leaving only silence.
Outside the window, Maka saw the situation in the room suddenly change, and he immediately wanted to step in to help. But when he discovered that old Edward was not without resistance, he stopped trying to take action.
In the entire magical world, most people don't know much about alchemy. Many wizards think that this is a research subject similar to potions, and all they have to do is squat in the laboratory and tinker hard.
Yes, this is actually not wrong. Every alchemist spends a lot of good time in his laboratory. But just as apothecaries can prepare magic potions, the wide variety of alchemical products are the crystallization of alchemists' day-to-day efforts.
Old Edward was just a butler, he was not an alchemist himself, but he had a master who was a great alchemist that was rare in the world.
The characteristic of alchemical products is that everyone can use them. Even a squib can achieve certain purposes with the help of some alchemical items that do not require the consumption of magic power or have their own magic power storage.
Not to mention, old Edward himself was also a wizard, an old wizard with extensive experience.
Just as Master Taylor also drew his wand and pointed it at Butler Edward, the latter suddenly waved his arm. The moment he released his palm, a large amount of sand shining with earthy yellow light was directly swung out by him, silently covering the two people on the other side.
Maka, who was watching outside the window hole, saw that the gravel seemed to be very light and quickly collided with each other in the air and spread.
In the blink of an eye, the room was occupied by these gravels.
However, if you observe carefully, you can still see that the gravel is indeed settling slowly, but the speed is very slow, and it is difficult to detect it in time if you don't pay attention.
"All petrified!"
Master Taylor's spell came a little late, and in perhaps less than a second, Old Edward's arrangement made his spell completely ineffective.
Tefler was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously glanced at his wand, but he didn't know how the gravel scattered in the air affected his whole body binding spell.
The cold-faced wizard on the side did not act rashly. He stretched out his hand and waved his palm in front of himself, stirring up the gravel. The gravel immediately flowed with the air flow caused by his wave of hands, forming two small vortices in the air.
He paused for a moment, then flicked his wand, and a whirlwind suddenly rose in front of him, stirring up the gravel in the room.
Unexpectedly, the whirlwind became smaller and smaller and completely dissipated not long after.
The wizard's brows suddenly tightened.
The two guys haven't discovered the effect of these gravels yet, but Maka has. To be precise, he could sense the abnormality in the magic power of the young master of the Taylor family when he cast the spell just now.