Magic is an incredible thing that can never be understood by common sense.
Just like the transparent barrier set up by Maka, when it withstood Malfoy's continuous impact again and again, it obviously kept making a solid sound as if it hit a wall. But in the end, when it could no longer maintain its form and broke apart, there was no movement at all.
Yes, under Malfoy's successive collisions as if he was possessed by an evil spirit, the seemingly indestructible magical barrier was finally forcibly destroyed.
If the outermost interference magic is the first obstacle to Malfoy's progress, then this magical barrier shaped like an upside-down glass bowl is undoubtedly the second obstacle.
At this moment, Malfoy, who had just broken through this obstacle, did not stop, because the voice in his mind had obviously become clearer.
"Well, in front... just in front..."
In the face of the instinctive desire evoked by that voice, Malfoy's personal will was insignificant.
"As long as I have enough power, I can surpass anyone, including that McClain..."
He continued to run forward, toward the place where the voice called to him.
"That's right, as long as I have power... As long as I have power, I can control everything, and I will definitely make the name 'Malfoy' rise above the global wizarding world!"
He was still running, leaving the grass clippings behind him.
"I want the whole world to remember - remember me Draco Malfoy!"
He ran straight to the entrance of the ancient temple in the forest.
"boom!"
Then he stopped again, and flew out like the first time... Only this time, what blocked his path was no longer a transparent magic barrier, but a living person.
"Malfoy..." the man said with a slight frown, "can you give me a reasonable explanation for why you are here? I mean... if you can still give an explanation."
Of course, the visitor was Maka, who came directly from Hogwarts, and when he saw Malfoy's current appearance, he had some guesses.
No matter how Malfoy became like this, at least based on the thick black energy lingering around his body, Maka could roughly conclude that it had something to do with the Monument of Bewitchment.
And when it comes to the Monument of Bewitchment, it probably has something to do with Voldemort, right
"Is it the 'backup' that that guy left for me when he lived in the Malfoy family mansion?" Maka looked at Malfoy who was still trying to get up from the ground, and couldn't help but think to herself, "But, what about this?" What benefit can it bring him?"
"Mike... Ryan..."
Malfoy, who was stopped by Maka's spell, stood up again. However, although he was not injured, he still covered his head hard and called Maka with unusual difficulty.
"Oh? Can you still speak?" Maka looked at his miserable appearance and said thoughtfully.
Judging from the current situation, Malfoy is definitely not a Black Death disciple transformed by Voldemort. Because although there are some among the Black Death Apostles who can retain a certain degree of self-awareness, as far as past memories are concerned, it is impossible and there is no need to preserve them.
So, what kind of existence has become the Malfoy who is standing in front of him now
"McLean..."
Malfoy felt very strange now. What was strange about him was not the surrounding environment, nor was it the sudden appearance of Maka. What shocked him was himself.
In fact, although he didn't know the reason, the bewitching voice that originally occupied almost all of his consciousness suddenly disappeared the moment Maka appeared.
Whether this can be regarded as a blessing or not, he still doesn't know yet.
All he knew was that even though that voice had completely left him, there were still two different wills entangled in his heart.
One of them said that Malfoy should flee from here immediately, because Maka in front of him would definitely pose a great threat to him; but the other voice kept telling him that he should tell all the facts to Maka. Ka tells the truth, only in this way can he truly gain redemption.
"Malfoy?"
At the moment when he had no time to pay attention to the information from the outside world, Malfoy's contradictions and conflicts that almost came from the depths of his soul were easily revealed in his expression. Looking at the changing expression on his face, how could Maka not notice it.
Seeing that Malfoy seemed to be in something wrong, Maka took the initiative to take a step in front of him. Unexpectedly, the other party immediately stepped back.
It can be seen that Malfoy's eyes, immersed in his own consciousness, finally focused on Maka again. However, there was more of an instinctive alertness in his eyes.
In other words, his eyes turned to Maka, but his will still stayed in his heart.
"Well, today's time is a bit tense. Anyway, let's take it back first..."
Maka thought about the alchemy competition that was still going on in the front courtyard of Hogwarts, and felt that there might not be a result for a while, so she simply planned to pack Malfoy away.
"Draco Malfoy!"
Maka's voice already carried some power of soul rules, almost like it exploded directly in Malfoy's heart, causing his whole body to tremble. It was such a simple call that finally awoke Malfoy from his entangled will.
"Ah! MacLean—"
If someone can express two completely opposite wills in his body at the same time, it must be someone like Malfoy at this moment -
Although his face was full of expressions of struggle and stalemate, his legs suddenly took a few steps back, and then he turned and ran as fast as he could.
As he quickly moved away, he turned back with great contradiction, looking persistently in the direction of Maka.
"...McLean...save...save me."
Malfoy's state just now was obviously abnormal, and his sudden twist and run made it even more unpredictable. In addition, his speed was indeed very fast, so even Maka, who had been staring at him in front of him, could only react after he ran a short distance away.
"This guy seems to have been running away since I met him..."
Even though this kid Malfoy is almost never liked by others, he was once Maka's classmate. The most important thing is that although this guy is not lovable, at least he has always been self-aware. Ever since he was given a small lesson by Maka when he was a child, he has never provoked Maka directly.
Just as Maka said - in front of him, if Malfoy doesn't turn around and run away, he must be on the way to escape, basically without exception.
Maka even remembered the time when she met Voldemort sucking the blood of a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest. Malfoy was so frightened that he ran away with Fang from the beginning.
"Although you are not very eye-catching, why are you everywhere?"
While recalling some past events, Maka also followed Malfoy in front of her. It can be seen from the slightly shortened distance between the two that Maka is obviously faster, and it is only a matter of time before she catches up with Malfoy.
…
At about the same time, Enns was still straddling the broomstick he had taken from Hogwarts, flying forward at full speed.
And just below him, the surging sea seemed to be endless, and the sea horizons in all directions were connected with the blue sky.
There were not many clouds above the head, and the sun was shining boldly with its dazzling light, and it also cast heat on Enns who was moving forward against the sea breeze.
The continuous sunlight and the lack of fresh water for a long time made Enns somewhat dry.
"How long will it take before we can see the coast..."
He looked around a few more times, then suddenly stopped in the air, then took out his wand and placed it horizontally in his palm.
"Show me the way."
Before he finished speaking, the wand immediately started turning on its own and pointed steadily to the north. Ensby calculated the direction pointed by the tip of the wand, then nodded and continued to rush forward.
It must be quite difficult to move on the sea without reference objects, but for a wizard riding a broomstick, as long as he calculates the direction correctly at the beginning, he can always reach his destination in a straight line. Because as far as flying broomsticks are concerned, unless there is a minor defect in the direction of the broom itself, the flight angle will not change.
Enns checked his direction from time to time just to make sure he didn't accidentally move the broomstick while flying.
However, even if there are no problems with the itinerary, the mental and physical exhaustion caused by long flights has become the biggest problem.
The voice when he recited the incantation just now was obviously hoarse, and Enns himself felt it clearly. Keeping the same flying motion all the time also caused him some back pain and even his muscles became stiff.
"How about we go to an island first? At least we need to take a rest first..."
While thinking this, Enns shook his head vigorously, trying to put these thoughts behind him as much as possible. Because he understood that it was reckless enough for him to chase Malfoy like this. If he wasted any more time, the possibility of him going there to regain the opportunity would be even smaller.
His greatest hope now was the test given to him by the shadow of Salazar Slytherin. This was probably the only thing he had that Malfoy had not obtained.
If he could still seize some opportunities from Malfoy, he could only rely on this possible advantage.
Therefore, he must not hesitate just because he is so tired.