“…the origin of Easter?”
Maka didn't care much about this little girl's behavior of constantly putting high hats on herself. He is now a regular visitor to the Three Broomsticks Bar, where most of the local wizards know him... What's more, how many of the words spoken by a girl who is only in her teens at most would take it seriously
But to be honest, the question Sarah asked is really not something that ordinary wizards can answer.
In the European magical world, Easter has existed since ancient times, and the history of this festival is even longer than Christmas.
If you ask a random wizard who has studied the history of ancient magic a little, you may still hear an answer like "Christmas originally originated from the Druidism in the ancient European magic world"; but if you ask him about the specific meaning of Easter, If you don't know the origin, the other party will basically be stunned on the spot.
In fact, the origins of Easter as celebrated by wizards are quite humble. However, that story is full of love and hope, and it is a very positive past, so it has been passed down from generation to generation unknowingly.
"Yes! The origin of Easter -" Sarah held up the chocolate eggshell in front of her, looked at the juice sloshing inside, and said softly, "Mr. MacLean, can you tell Sarah about it?"
"Well, yes, yes, I happen to know a little bit about this... However, if the story is told in detail, it would be a bit long, right?"
Maka smiled indifferently—when he was still studying in school, he liked taking the history of magic class very much. This was entirely because he was really interested in the history of the development of wizards. No matter what you study, it is almost impossible to do without the wisdom of your predecessors, because a person's power is always limited.
"This story begins with an ancient wizard named 'Baal'. It is said that he had a sister named Astra..."
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Although Maka intended to have a good relationship with Sarah, he was really in such a good mood for telling stories. It was true that he said the story was a bit long at first, but he had no intention of telling it in detail.
However, even though he had already prepared a simplified version of the Easter origin story, he did not expect that he would not be able to finish it.
Because, just when he was talking about the heroine of the story, Astalu, making an important decision, he suddenly felt an inexplicable force vibrating silently in Sarah's body. Immediately afterwards, his eyes seemed to be suddenly covered with a dense layer of white mist, and then everything around him changed.
"Soul rules? No, it seems a little different..."
Maka looked left and right, looking at this vast white area, and suddenly a strange sense of familiarity surged in her heart - wasn't this the mysterious space that Dumbledore took him to see
But in the next moment, the white mist within his sight quickly condensed. As the fog gathers rapidly, the leafy trees, clumps of lush green bushes, and patches of vibrant grass gradually turn from blur to clarity.
When a winding dirt road appeared under his feet, and when the sky above his head became clearer and clearer, a forest path scene that was completely different from the scene in the Three Broomsticks bar was laid out around him. become.
If I have to say it, this is actually quite similar to the preparation process of using the pensieve to view memories, but there are some differences in it.
"Is this... alchemy?"
Maka lowered her head and looked at her palms, and subconsciously clenched her fists, feeling the clear sense of power. Yes, this feeling is more detailed than the pensieve, and even the touch can be reproduced simultaneously.
"I remember that some ancient books on alchemy mentioned the 'spiritual refinement' that corresponds to the 'material refinement'. This should be it, right?" He said thoughtfully, "It's really incredible. What is that little girl? What's the origin?"
When someone finds themselves suddenly in a different place, no matter how determined they are, they will still feel a little panicked. This is the instinct of biological self-warning, and generally speaking, it is inevitable.
Needless to say, the same goes for Maca.
However, the reason why he remained unmoved at this moment was because he found that he could still clearly feel his body and everything in the Three Broomsticks bar.
For Maka, anything—including all of his senses—can be deceived under the influence of certain special methods. But only the fluctuation of magic power is the embodiment of real material rules, and it is an existence that cannot be interfered by the spirit.
"It's really interesting, but... on what principle is this possible?"
Sarah's sudden sneak attack made Maka think of many things in an instant.
Including Dumbledore's brief meeting, including the previous research on the substance in front of the entrance of Nico Flamel's alchemy laboratory, and even the past research on matter and spirit under the guidance of Ravenclaw. Guess, this moment created some vague connections in his mind.
It's a pity that there seems to be a key missing here, making those connections looming behind the door and difficult to see clearly.
"Sarah Hohenheim, let me see what you want to do!"
Maka nodded secretly, no longer immersed in her own thoughts alone, but looked forward. Just in front of the path at his feet, two figures were slowly walking towards him, and they were getting closer now.
…
Maka may sound a bit mysterious, but in fact it is equivalent to being cast by a spell that can affect the mind. At present, he can still clearly sense all the magic fluctuations around his body, and he can actually get rid of it at any time with the help of the power of soul rules if he is willing.
But Sarah's face looked a little bad.
"How is this going… "
She was still holding the chocolate egg shell in her hand, and her eyes passed over Maka again and again. It can be seen that Maka's expression is a little dazed, and she has obviously been pulled into a state of spiritual resonance.
However, the only thing she could feel from Maka's soul was one word - "heavy".
"Can someone's soul really be 'heavy' like this?" Sarah frowned slightly, her thoughts that were inconsistent with her appearance were constantly running, "If I had known better, I should have stuck to my original idea, no. Wouldn’t it be better to just go and provoke this guy?”
As Maka had speculated in the past, the spiritual refinement in alchemy is intertwined with the rules of the soul to a considerable extent. The so-called soul is originally a way of manifestation of 'spirit' in this world, so the research on the two actually has a lot in common.
For example, both studies have this point of view: spirit is everywhere in this world, and the consciousness of all living things is generated in the movement of spirit.
The spiritual refinement in alchemy is to use specific refinement formations to influence the movement of the spirit in order to achieve the alchemist's own purpose.
However, if you want to use spiritual refinement to influence the consciousness of others, this is often a great test for the alchemist's own willpower. If the spirit of the object being interfered with is too strong, it is easy for the alchemist to find himself in a situation where he is unable to dismount.
Spiritual resonance cannot be stopped just by saying stop!
Sarah pursed her lips and simply closed her eyes suddenly, focusing all her attention on the spiritual resonance with Maka.
She has only one intention now - to immerse her consciousness into the "world" she created to ensure that the worst ending does not happen.
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Not to mention that Sarah's side was probably so regretful that her intestines were blue, at least Maka's side seemed to be quite relaxed.
Not long after following the two figures, he already realized what scene he had been put into. In fact, these two are the brother and sister named "Baal" and "Astaru" in the story he told before.
In that almost legendary story, Baal was an ordinary ancient wizard. His magical talent is not strong, and can even be said to be a bit "weak".
But compared to his older brother, his sister Astra, who is two years younger than him, is different.
Astalu has a natural Animagus talent. While other children who tried to embark on the path of magic were still apprentices with real wizards, she was able to complete the transformation on her own.
Yes, just like the chocolate bunnies that future generations would surely make for Easter, her Animagus form is a white hare without a trace of fur. And her character is just like her Animagus form, pure in heart, full of vitality and vitality.
Ever since she was a child, she has been the kind of child that everyone likes—well-behaved, sensible, and smart. Not only are her peers willing to be her friends, but even adults love her.
Against the backdrop of the brilliance she exuded, Baal, as the elder brother, seemed quite inconspicuous.
Fortunately, Baal was not a jealous person by nature. For his outstanding and eye-catching sister, all he had in his heart was joy, and apart from that, he had no other feelings.
Because of this, the two brothers and sisters spent their childhoods very smoothly, and they also got along extremely well with each other. They almost all thought that the relationship between brother and sister would go on peacefully for the rest of their lives.
However, when his brother Baal was 20 years old and his sister Astalu was 18 years old, a terrible disaster struck without warning.