The gravel scattered by the old butler can effectively disrupt the magic spell, constantly disrupting the orderly flow of magic power into irregular magic power with no power at all.
Obviously, it was a strange alchemical product, and it should have been specially designed to look like this through research. Otherwise, that kind of gravel would not have the key property of being close to suspension by chance.
Right now, this room has almost become a special area where it is difficult to cast spells.
In terms of effect, this is actually somewhat similar to the rune array used by Lockhart when he fought against Voldemort. The idea of both is to temporarily make enemies within the range lose the ability to cast spells. The only difference between them is that Maka's rune array is used to dispel magic, while Old Edward's gravel is used to disrupt magic.
Of course, Maka's rune array is much more powerful, and even Voldemort's huge magical power can be cleared out by him in an instant. If Voldemort were to stand in this room at this moment, it would be difficult for those gravels to withstand Voldemort's powerful control over magic.
But the advantage of that kind of alchemical gravel is that it is very convenient to use!
Just like most alchemy products, the threshold for use is very low and they can be used at any time. It can be said to be a must-have product for home travel and self-protection against enemies. Compared with these, big things like rune arrays, which require enough magic power to be used, can only be regarded as a strategic weapon.
"You two, I think it's better to end it here?" Old Edward was saying, but he had already taken out a strange gadget in his hand again. He held it in front of him and persuaded, "If the two Just turn around and leave, I won’t tell anyone what happened today.”
It was only then that the two members of the Tefler family were surprised to find that even the silencing spell cast by the wizard in advance had completely lost its effect.
No, it seemed that the silencing curse had been broken when Master Taifleur recited the whole-body binding spell just now. But at that time, they were all so surprised by the gravel that they both temporarily ignored the sound of the curse.
"...Mr. Butler," Master Tefler looked at Old Edward with an unkind expression, curled his lips and said, "Do you think it's useful to say this now? Don't say we don't believe it, even if we do, it's impossible to leave just now. "
What he said was true. Once they started taking action, they had to continue. They have already broken the rules on the surface. Even if they just retreat, it is equivalent to voluntarily abstaining from the inheritance incident. Otherwise, is it possible for them to obtain benefits through legitimate means
Doesn't offending Old Edward, the distributor of the inheritance who holds the final power of interpretation, mean that he has given up the possibility of participating positively
Nico Flamel's alchemy legacy is extremely tempting, and the Tefler family has no intention of letting it go just like that.
Master Tefler quickly winked at the wizard beside him, who nodded silently. The next moment, the guy actually took out a dagger and rushed towards Old Edward with a cold light flashing.
It seems that he is actually a ruthless character with certain melee capabilities, which is quite rare in the modern magic world that generally despises cold weapons!
When Old Edward saw it, his expression suddenly changed. In the interference space he created, he was also unable to cast spells against the enemy. The opponent's movements were very fast, and his running route was irregular. It was obvious that this guy also had good melee skills.
He held another alchemy tool in his hand, but he always hesitated.
Of course it is no problem to use it now, but the scope of influence of this thing is not large. And whether it is a miss or a replacement of other items, it will give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Want to take a gamble
Maybe Edward would choose to try it when he was younger? But now, old Edward, who has become more cautious as he gets older, failed to make such a decisive decision in such a short period of time.
Soon, old Edward was forced to the wall, and the other party was only a few steps away from him.
"boom!"
With a solid muffled sound, the wizard holding the sharp dagger flew straight away and hit the wall on the other side heavily.
"...McMcLean?"
Our young master Taylor was so surprised! No, rather than being surprised, it would be more appropriate to say panic. His eyes widened, and the hand holding the wand shook violently.
As for the gloomy wizard who always had a dead face, he was still lying in the corner trying to stand up again! Judging from his appearance, he probably fell hard.
Maka stood in front of old Edward. He gently took back the kicked foot, then stretched out his hand to pick up a handful in the air, and then twirled some suspended gravel between his fingers.
"It's really interesting stuff," he said curiously, "Sir, do you still have this thing? Can you send me some later? I would like to find time to study it."
Edward looked at him in surprise. He was stunned for a long time and then nodded slightly.
"Of course, I still have some here -" the old butler replied, "Well... Mr. MacLean, it's been a while since we last said goodbye. I didn't expect that we would be in this situation..."
He didn't finish his words, he just shrugged, indicating that he was quite helpless about the current situation.
To be honest, among the three people here except Maka, it was old Edward who saw the extremely sudden change most clearly. But even he only saw a frighteningly fast figure rushing in from the window, and then Maka suddenly appeared in front of him with his leg raised.
But the male wizard who looked very skilled just now flew out without any suspense.
So what speed is that? Is it the effect of some unknown curse? This McLean is indeed a new generation of strong man who can defeat the two Dark Lords head-on. Not only can he use this unheard of magic, but he can also be unaffected by these alchemical sands.
There are rumors that Maka McClain is the only direct apprentice that Dumbledore has taken on in his life, and that her talent is even higher than that of Dumbledore himself. It seems that this may not necessarily be exaggerated.
Of course, Maka didn't know what the old housekeeper was thinking. He seemed quite happy to see that the other party agreed quickly. After all, what he likes most now is studying these messy gadgets.
After nodding to the old butler, he turned around and looked towards Master Taylor.
"We meet again," he smiled, and then said unceremoniously, "Are you going to leave by yourself, or do you want me to take you out?"
"you-"
Tefler gritted his teeth and squeezed out one word, but he was speechless after that. He is not a fool. Regarding Maka's brilliant debut, he has naturally understood that the final outcome will probably be his side. Not to mention dealing with Maka, just by looking at the guy who was barely standing up against the wall, you can tell how perverted McClain is who seems to be younger than him.
When he was dueling with himself, he could create a terrifying frost giant, and now he could kick his hired help into a corner with just his speed!
How to deal with this kind of opponent
At least Ty Fowler couldn't think of it. Maybe there was someone who could deal with this McClain, but he knew that that person would definitely not be him.
"let's go!"
Master Taylor just thought about it for a moment and made an immediate decision. He cautiously took a few steps back, then walked around in a circle to where the wizard was. He supported the wizard and hurriedly moved towards the door.
"At least he's not stupid," Maka said with a smile to old Edward, "Actually, I don't really like fighting with people. Compared to those fighting and killing, staying in the laboratory and doing research seems to be more suitable for me. "
"That's really good!" The old housekeeper couldn't help but laugh.
After the two guys from the Taylor family exited the room, the door was closed again, leaving only Maca and old Edward alone.
"Mr. MacLean, Maximoff—"
Edward was about to speak, but Maca suddenly waved her hand to signal him not to speak yet. Maka turned her head and stared at the door for a moment, then turned around and shook her head.
"They have gone," he said. "I understand, sir—Madame Maxime informed you beforehand, didn't she?"
"That's right," the old housekeeper nodded, "but I didn't expect you to be watching outside all the time. I have to thank you for your help just now, otherwise..."
It was obvious that the guy who suddenly pulled out a sharp blade just now was definitely not a good person. If Maka wasn't here, even if old Edward managed to get away in the end, he probably wouldn't be able to escape unscathed. Of course, the worse outcome is that he accidentally gets captured. What will happen afterwards is simply unimaginable.
The magical world is never a peaceful world. Where there are opportunities, there will naturally be dangers. Just like the Muggle world, there are often unknown turbulences hidden beneath the peaceful surface.
"It's nothing," Maka spread her hands relaxedly, "I came here today for a purpose, and like them, I didn't act according to the so-called 'rules'. I just treated you as if I was helping you. I returned the favor in advance."
"There is no such thing as returning a favor or not," Old Edward shook his head and said, "The reason why Mrs. Maxim and I chose you is just because you gave us enough reason to trust you!"
After hearing this, Maka thought about it, but she didn't find that she was trustworthy. Well, except for some whitewashing scheme he and Dumbledore had hatched.