Maka had already thought about how to place the Bewitching Monument in Albania.
He once visited a horse tribe and saw a huge mountain cave under the guidance of the horse elder. The cave was so big that it could easily accommodate even the huge skeleton of an ancient dragon.
Perhaps many years ago, there was a lair where a giant dragon lived.
If the Bewitching Monument is stored there, it is equivalent to leaving it in Maka's own hands - for him, it is undoubtedly a place within reach.
It's a pity that the original centaur tribe has completed their migration, otherwise, they would have become a ready-made guard barrier.
"Well, those elves are always wandering in the Forbidden Forest anyway, so we might as well let those little guys settle here..."
Maka moved slowly forward step by step in the forest, while the huge bewitchment monument floated above the tree canopy.
As he continued deeper into the Forbidden Forest, the trees grew taller and taller. This means that he must expend more energy to gradually raise the floating height of the giant monument so that it will not be hindered by dense trees.
To be honest, even for Maka, this is a very hard thing.
"I remember the Sorting Hat said that this thing was erected in the Forbidden Forest before, right?" As he walked, he took time to think to himself, "Speaking of which, why did Slytherin bring it with him? Leaving? Did you really have a dispute with Ravenclaw?"
After all, that was all a thousand years ago, and in the final analysis, it was a private matter that only belonged to the four founders. In this day and age, if you want to find out the true situation at that time, it is not as simple as going to the library and looking through information.
When thinking about this kind of thing, Maka had to think back to the "Book of Sin". And this is actually the last thing he wants to pursue now.
"It's been so long, and the reality is completely different from the direction mentioned in the book..." He couldn't help but sigh, "Although it was not my original intention, the current situation is not the same as the future me. 'Don't the suggested options make much of a difference?'
Voldemort is in a broken form, lingering in the rune pattern of the isolated island tower. His future destiny depends entirely on what Maka thinks.
Even the only variable left by Voldemort, Draco Malfoy, has now fallen into Maka's hands.
"No, compared with the most ideal situation, the reality is still very different..."
Thinking of the despicable Haierpo's unexpected resurrection, it was difficult for Maka to immerse herself in the fulfilling life she had been living these days.
That's right, he was lucky enough to win against Haierbo, and even sent the opponent's body to death.
But the biggest reason for victory in that battle was that Haierbo had been trapped underground for more than a thousand years. He just happened to seize the advantage of unequal information.
In the future, Haierbo will definitely make a comeback, and its attack will definitely be more ferocious than last time.
The ancient dark wizard who invented the method of cultivating basilisks and created the method of making Horcruxes would not be as easy to deal with as Voldemort.
"Horcrux...?"
Throughout Voldemort's life, Maka was able to sort out his own distant memories through various means... and this was one of the reasons why he was able to suppress Voldemort almost every time.
But if it were the despicable Haierbo, the nature would be completely different.
If nothing else, the number of Horcruxes Haierbo had was information that he had no way of knowing. Even Salazar Slytherin could only suppress him by sealing him, rather than completely eradicating the consequences at the time.
If he keeps focusing on carrying and moving forward, the burden that is always pressing on him will make him more and more tired. In this case, sometimes it is a good choice to find some issues that you have to think about to distract yourself.
Inadvertently, Maka had already reached a fairly deep area in the Forbidden Forest.
"It should be in this direction... is it almost there?"
Just as he was thinking this, a faint spatial distortion suddenly appeared around him, and then, a small figure made Maka frown.
"Boy, why did you get this broken stone back? Didn't that old ghost Salazar take it away back then?"
What appeared next to Maka was the "living key" that opened Rowena's secret room, a bronze eagle made from the relief of the door knocker of the Ravenclaw common room.
"How did you come?"
Seeing this little guy again, Maka couldn't help but become solemn.
If anything, Maka doesn't actually want to see it again. He just has a unilateral attitude of "preserving the status quo" because of incomplete information.
If possible, he might keep it for the rest of his life and live his life quietly like this, which might be enough for him to be happy.
As for whether Rakkenlaw is good or bad, and what happened in Hogwarts in the past... Maka doesn't seem to want to touch it at all now.
The initial surprise of receiving the Hogwarts admission notice probably still lingered in his heart. But after experiencing all kinds of chaos in the past few years, everyone will feel tired, right
"Gah?" Hearing what Maka said, the Bronze Little Eagle was immediately unhappy, "Boy, you never came to find me, Master Eagle, so I had no choice but to come to you in person! What if it wasn't this time? That little girl woke me up, who knows when I will..."
Having said this, it was stunned for a moment, and then shook its little head.
"Well, speaking of... was it the little girl who woke up Master Ying?"
Maka walked forward slowly while listening to the bronze eagle's words casually. And when he heard the word "little girl", he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the little eagle that landed on the top of his staff.
"Little girl?" He suddenly asked in confusion, "Who woke you up?"
"Huh?" Xiao Ying, who was blabbering, paused for a moment, and then said straightforwardly, "Master Ying, I am not interested in asking the name of an unrelated person... Hmm... No, I think I have asked? What is your name? Loba? Furla? Oh, long light blonde hair..."
"Luna?"
In fact, among all the students at Hogwarts, Luna is not the only girl with long light blond hair? But for Maka, this is equivalent to a conditioned reflex association.
And this time, he did guess right.
"Ah, yes, yes!" the bronze eagle quacked, "The little girl's name is Luna-Luna Roswaal, that's right!"
"It's 'Lovegood'," Maka corrected casually, then frowned and asked, "Luna woke you up? What happened?"
That night in the library, he had already expressed his reflection on his past thoughts.
Just like Hermione also has a side that needs encouragement and approval, Luna also has the right to move forward independently on her own life path. Maka should believe that she can judge and solve what she should and shouldn't do on her own.
But to this day, it's obviously not easy to let go completely, because Maka is used to protecting her.
"I woke you up, just like you woke me up? What else could it be?" The bronze eagle spread its wings and made a very human gesture, "Just like you kid, knock on the door and answer the question question, and then take her into the secret room..."
"So, Luna is also...'the candidate'?" Maka immediately asked, "But in the past few years, she has been in and out of your door many times, and she hasn't seen you wake up?"
"Yes!" Bronze Little Eagle said while shaking its little head, "So later I also discovered that there seemed to be a mistake... In short, she was probably not a candidate, so I quickly brought her out again. . Rowena has long warned that no one who is not a candidate is allowed to enter her secret room... Master Ying made a mistake this time!"
Maka was relieved to hear that Luna was not a candidate. He understood that once he became associated with that title, it would not be easy to escape.
"Made it a mistake?" Macca glanced at Little Eagle hesitantly, but then quickly shook his head, "What did Rowena tell you back then?"
He was really hesitant about whether to learn about those past events.
It is often said that sometimes the more you know, the deeper you will sink - and Maka knows very well that there is truth to this statement.
But if he doesn't go find the Bronze Eagle himself, it can be regarded as "reservation" of the status quo; if he doesn't face the Bronze Eagle when he takes the initiative, it can only be said to be "escape".
"Gah? What did you say?"
The Bronze Eagle seemed a little confused about Maka's sudden question.
"That's the choice you gave me before I obtained the 'Scroll of Truth' -" Maka explained, "You said that there was a 'big trouble' left behind in Hogwarts. But when I When I asked you what the trouble was, you told me that you didn’t know..."
Maka asked as she walked: "Later, I listened to your words and mentioned it to the Sorting Hat several times, but it seems that the Sorting Hat didn't know about it either."
"Oh, really?" Bronze Little Eagle nodded and said, "That broken hat... I thought that his master's big mouth would definitely reveal all those secrets when he was drunk or asleep. The baby is leaking out!"
"So you think..."
Maka said, looking up, the top of his head was almost completely covered by the dense tree crown.
However, he didn't care about it and still looked up. It was as if his sight could penetrate the opaque green tree canopy and directly see the huge monument floating in the sky.
"...What is that 'big trouble'?" Maka asked absently.