The flames engulfed the six black-robed cultists.
It was like a tsunami composed of flames, slamming forward fiercely. Maka originally thought that they might be able to find a way to deal with it, because the behavior of those six guys in evading the Shadowless Curse of the Divine Edge was enough to surprise him.
However, they did not resist... No, to be precise, they were actually swallowed up by the monstrous flames with almost no resistance.
Maka looked at the six groups of bodies that were still smoking in front of her. She didn't feel the slightest bit happy. Instead, she frowned and clenched the staff in her hand.
The next moment, on the top of the staff leaning on the ground, a looming ice-blue rune dissipated silently.
"That old man... something's wrong."
Yes, just now, he originally wanted to use the majestic momentum of the flame wave to cover up his actions, and then directly used the cooling rune to control the old man on the high platform with one blow. Although his current strength is enough to make anyone arrogant, he still does not hesitate to use the principle of a lion fighting a rabbit to deal with any opponent.
Perhaps on the surface he can pretend to be casual and exchange his contempt for his opponent's neglect, but in fact he is always the kind of guy who never wants to leave a way for his opponent to retreat.
But this time...
Maka looked up at the empty carved stone platform deep in the hall, then turned her head to sense the side halls on both sides and the space behind the hall, feeling a little worried.
The old guy left when he aimed at Maka, feinted with flames, and secretly awakened the rune. If it were earlier, the cooling rune had not been activated, then Maka could completely interrupt him; if it was later, if the cooling rune was activated successfully, then he would not be able to escape even if he wanted to.
Therefore, whether it is the choice of timing or decisive action, it shows that the other party has made a very accurate judgment. In other words, Maka was actually plotted against!
To be honest, this is not the first time that I have been plotted against, and the reason for the plot was just to evacuate. But he was a little stunned when he was plotted before he even found out the identity of the other party.
"These six believers were able to escape the first attack. The problem should also be with the old man..." He narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Maybe... is it the kind of manipulation magic similar to Grindelwald?"
The speculation for a while didn't make much sense. Maka quickly shook her head, and then shook her sleeves at the ground. Immediately, large piles of little spiders were shaken to the ground and gathered around him.
Acromantulas are good at reproducing offspring, and even these varieties that have been alienated by the basilisk bloodline have already entered their first period of rapid population growth. If anyone saw this scene, everyone would probably feel numb.
"Surround everyone outside and don't let anyone escape. For those who resist and escape, the ability to petrify is allowed."
After that, when the swarms of alienated Acromantulas left him and rushed towards the door, Maka stepped up the stairs deep in the hall and walked quickly towards the stone platform.
"Has the remaining magic wave been disturbed...?" He stretched out his staff and tapped the stone platform a few times. Although there was no gain, his expression did not show much disappointment, "Well, it should be said that 'it is indeed the case' What? Or..."
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In any case, his harvest from this trip was sufficient.
Initially, he went there because of a group of wizards trying to disrupt the alchemy competition. As for the final result, he caught a bunch of wizards who were trying to do evil. Except for the main force of the Indian delegation, these wizards are all dark wizards from surrounding countries. After interrogation, they will be transferred to the International Federation of Wizards and that will be the end of the matter.
In addition, he even got some unexpected and suspicious information. Even if the prophecy obtained from the prophet is somewhat ambiguous - prophecies generally have this virtue, but that is what he needs, and being able to obtain it accurately is enough to celebrate.
As for where the old prophet ran away in the end, and what secrets he hid... Since the old man escaped resolutely and completely, Maka had to take a long-term approach.
Therefore, starting from the next morning, Maka once again fell into the cycle of giving lectures and dealing with pre-game matters. The Order of the Phoenix, which has been stagnant for a long time, has ushered in a long-awaited mission even though it seems to have fewer members to mobilize.
That church is very suspicious, and it is very likely to act to hinder the progress of the competition. For Hogwarts, it is naturally a target that must be paid attention to.
However, although the actions of Maka and the Order of the Phoenix were important, they were somewhat boring. In comparison, the lives of little wizards are much more cheerful and pure...
"... 'Ehwaz' means cooperation, 'Eihwaz' means defense? No, no, that's not right... This is the interpretation in runes. If it is placed in the Anglo-Saxon-Footok text, 'Eihwaz' actually means defender. …”
In the past few days, a rather spectacular competition venue has been set up in the castle's front courtyard, and Maka has put a lot of thought into it. But for Enns, who has been squatting in the library, it has nothing to do with him.
Because the burden of learning a language from scratch was indeed too heavy for a new student, he finally gave up on the most systematic and orthodox learning plan, and instead set his goal on "translating the words on that piece of parchment." "Words are enough".
Although he didn't know that complete study was not a bad thing, he really didn't have the intention to study and study on his own. He believed that he would probably not take any ancient magic text electives in the future, even if the teacher was that Maka McClain.
And now, the piece of parchment originally placed on the round table in the secret room is about to complete the preliminary translation work. Of course, the rough quality of his translation was enough for him to rework and refine it several times.
"'Othila', wealth, property, inheritance... If put here, well, it probably means 'funeral objects', right? No, if it is more accurate, it should be 'leftovers after death'..."
Enns, who was lying on the corner of the reading table, dropped the quill in his hand and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. This kind of work is really strenuous, ten times more difficult than practicing spells - at least that's what he thinks.
After relaxing his muscles and bones, Enns finally picked up the manuscript paper in front of him and shook it. Due to several reworks, this is not the first time he has seen this thing, and it will definitely not be the last time:
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To the little badger who is lucky enough to come here:
First of all, you who can reach this secret room I opened will definitely not be the most typical little badger.
You may have Godric's courage, or you may have Rowena's intelligence... Well, you may even be like Salazar, who is "cold on the surface but has an awkward sense of justice in his heart." Maybe he has an interesting personality
Of course, no matter which one you are, or you have all three, you must still have the same diligent and determined heart as me, right
Oh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Helga Hufflepuff, a fat witch who loves good food.
Writing this, I actually feel very sorry. Because I know you are a student of my college, but I can't spend more time here discussing my favorite food with you...
Let me just mention it a little: all the bookshelves, baskets, and cabinets in my secret room are recipes that I have collected or created. Now, they all belong to you! Oh, I mean, what if you were the first little badger here
Then, it’s time to get down to business.
First, this letter was entrusted to me by someone, and it involves a very secret plan;
Second, this plan seems to be very dangerous, at least as far as I know... I'm not sure you would be willing to put yourself at risk, so it's up to you to judge;
Third, if you choose to take this risk, I believe you will gain a lot from this plan, but I have to remind you that the rewards will often not be as heavy as the effort;
Fourth, I believe you are a smart enough child to take responsibility for your own choices. If you are still willing to continue after seeing this, then go to the third girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle! You might be able to find something interesting, but be careful of the guardians there.
Finally, don’t worry, you still have room to give up before you need to make your next choice. You are a lucky person, otherwise, you would not be able to find this remaining secret room.
So I sincerely wish you can live your life in peace and freedom like me.
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This is a letter, a letter left by the founder of Hufflepuff, and it can also be said to be a somewhat confusing guide.
In this letter, danger is mentioned many times, and it seems to come from a plan.
“…a plan that presents both risks and opportunities.”
Even though Enns had read it many times, he still couldn't figure out anything. Helga's letter could be said to have something to say, but it could also be said that it was just a bunch of nonsense.
In other words, the letter is truly meaningful only if he chooses to act according to its content. Otherwise... at least he is not very interested in the recipe.
"The third girls' bathroom on the second floor of the castle... water always comes out from under the door?" Enns leaned back in his chair and recalled, "Not many people go there... I'd better find some time to take a look. ! But before that, you still have to be careful about that boy Alexander, don’t let him notice... "
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "What an annoying boy."