When she thought that the other party had probably completed a giant transformation, Maka could somewhat understand why those memory images suddenly became blurry.
There is probably only one explanation - this method of transforming into magical creatures must not be perfect yet.
It is known that animagus transformation does not affect the wizard mentally once it is completed. To put it simply, after you become a pig, you can really only treat your life with a pig's way of thinking.
But right now, the dear man in front of Maka has gained a giant body, and at the same time, his spirit has also greatly moved closer to the giant bloodline.
"boom-"
Maka took out the staff and waved it backhand, and a piece of grass behind him suddenly surged like waves in the sea. Then a huge wave of mud and rocks rose into the air, and then hit the giant Ya Sa.
This blow could not be said to be weak, but for Asaph, who had acquired strange strength, it could only be said to be average.
The tall figure who was chasing Maka took two or three steps back under the sudden impact, but the blocking effect of that "wave" seemed to stop there.
However, in fact, Maka didn't want to cause any damage to the opponent with the first blow. What he wanted was just to make the big guy pause a little.
The next moment, Asaph, who was quite confused and confused, instinctively felt a softness under his feet. By the time he could react, less than half of his entire body had sunk into the ground.
Compared to an ordinary person, this is like encountering a piece of quicksand, and it still has "life" and "consciousness" and can actively pull people down.
But Maka can feel that the other party's strength is indeed amazing!
Judging from that guy's height and build, which is almost the same as Graup's, in terms of actual strength, he can even compete with a real giant from fist to toe.
Just doing this alone may not be able to offset the lifting force caused by the opponent's constant waving and slapping.
But of course, Maka can do more than that.
For a moment when the soft and flowing mudslide temporarily trapped the opponent, he suddenly raised his staff and waved it, and the huge quicksand trap created by the transformation technique solidified instantly and turned into a solid ground again.
This time, Asaph was finally forcibly fixed under the ground, leaving only one head exposed.
The giant's resistance to curses is no joke. The reason why Maka made this choice is largely because other means may not be able to control this "big fool" who is already almost inhuman.
However, can a piece of compressed and solidified ground really completely suppress this guy
When Maka was walking forward, several cracks suddenly spread from around the angry head, and they continued to grow.
"Just settle down first!"
Maka punched the ground with her staff, and the cracks immediately shrank and closed, forming a whole again.
It didn't take long for a rune pattern that occupied a large area but was not too complicated to be carved around the head. Whenever there are cracks in the ground, the array will automatically use soil to repair the cracks to ensure the integrity of this big "cement cage".
Maka did not spend much effort in the whole process, but the price was that the repair array would not last too long.
After casually trapping this guy who had lost most of his IQ, Maka first used the portkey to send the fake sunflower to Hogwarts, and then went straight to the Ministry of Magic.
It is worth mentioning here that he did not change the human-speaking plant back to its original appearance, but instead told it to roam freely outside the gate of Hogwarts.
For Maka, this is an excellent target to disrupt other people's attention, and may even be more valuable than the other henchmen he has left in Hogwarts.
…
About half an hour later.
Maka found that his choice to wait and see at the Ministry of Magic seemed to be a very correct decision. Because not long after he disappeared and hid in the dungeon corridor of the Ministry of Magic, two suspicious figures immediately attracted his attention.
No one usually comes to this lowest level of the Ministry of Magic. There is no other space below except the trial room, the temporary prison and a separate stone room that houses the door to Azkaban.
But the two people who were walking towards the depths of the corridor one after the other did not hesitate to go to the deepest part of the corridor. It was obvious where their destination was.
Except for the other four black-robed wizards who had inexplicably defected beforehand, there are only "one and a half" left among those people who may be able to provide more clues.
On this point alone, Maka had to be cautious.
"Huh?"
After seeing the face of the person walking in front clearly, Maka couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief - he happened to recognize that face, it was the third assistant to the minister who was not very "friendly" to him at the beginning.
Of course, this kind of thing is fine now!
Leaving aside the unlucky young assistant, Maka gave it some thought, and then followed them quietly, planning to see what the woman did after losing Azkaban.
"Open the door."
After the two people reached the deepest part of the corridor, Miriam, who was walking a little behind, whispered an order, and the third assistant obediently stretched out his wand.
However, he took no further action immediately afterwards.
"... I... don't know how to open it... I'm not given that right."
"What?"
Miriam was stunned when she heard it.
As Maka had thought before, the only people with the right to visit Azkaban were Aurors and the Minister of Magic, so Maka had not considered the possibility that the other party would find an assistant to the minister.
It's a pity that perhaps these people have lived in London and have done a lot of research into the current British magical world, but there are still mistakes and omissions in the intelligence.
But since we have come all the way here, how can Miriam allow herself to be blocked by a door lock
After trying several spells to unlock or open the door, she hesitated for a moment, then suddenly concentrated on raising the wand in her hand again.
This time, Maca, who had been standing behind her and watching all this, raised her eyebrows - he could feel that this woman had actually mobilized a considerable amount of magic power.
"Is she going to blow up the black brick door frame as well?"
Maka didn't know what her mission was, so he wanted to continue reading!
If there was too much commotion here, it might have been okay in the past, but nowadays, after a lot of security construction, doing so would probably alarm the entire Ministry of Magic.
"Come on!"
Shaking her head slightly, Maka stretched out her staff and moved forward to help her a little.
"Um?"
Seeing the door open suddenly and silently, Miriam was suddenly startled, and even hurriedly looked back at the corridor where she was going.
In fact, Maka was standing against the wall not far behind her. If she could have stayed at the young assistant's house for a little longer, she might be able to guess something now.
However, right now, she could only be suspicious and completely unsure whether she was being followed by someone invisibly.
"Reveal quickly!"
The sound of incantation echoed coldly in the dark corridor, but no one or object appeared in response. After Miriam hesitated for a while, she gritted her teeth and pushed open the door behind her with her backhand and stepped back.
And the moment she and the dazed young assistant slowly retreated into the doorway, the door was immediately closed tightly.
Maka was not surprised at all that "the person who opened the door was locked out". He simply waited at the door and leaned against the wall. There seemed to be no obstacle to him in detecting the movement inside the door.
Miriam inside, probably out of caution, stayed in the stone room with nothing at all for nearly ten minutes. Only then did Maka sense two familiar magic waves in a row.
"Finally got in..."
After confirming that there was no one else in the stone chamber, Maka conveniently pushed the door open and walked in, and soon disappeared through the arch on the wall of the stone chamber.
…
At the same time, over the calm waves of the North Sea, a black helicopter was speeding straight in a certain direction. On the fuselage of this helicopter, an inconspicuous gray pattern shows its ownership.
If Maka had seen it, she would have recognized it at a glance—it was a raven logo with a six-pointed star in the background.
Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the cabin. Although the sound of the helicopter was extremely noisy, it still couldn't cover up the light words.
"It's off again... a little further east... ahem... the island of Extis is just ahead."
The person who spoke was the old man in black who got off the plane at London City Airport not long ago. He was currently sitting in the cabin with three men in black suits.
"OK."
Seaman, who was sitting aside, heard his companion's response from the headset and immediately nodded to the old man.
"Well," after the old man saw it, he turned his head slightly and looked at the sky outside the porthole, "Ahem, I haven't been out for a long time. I really hope this time can go smoothly, so as not to... ahem..."
Seeing this, Seaman hurriedly reached out and stroked the old man's back, as if he was afraid that something might happen to the old man. He was cautious.
"Stop being busy, cough..." The old man gasped after coughing a few more times, "Don't worry, I won't die yet... At least I won't die until I finish these things."
"Oh! Don't talk about immortality!" Seaman shouted loudly, "Only when we young people are dead, will it be your turn to die!"
"Humph..." The old man seemed to be amused by him, "Okay, then it's up to you."