"No one forced us, we did it voluntarily."
When Maka asked about training and missions, Miriam answered like this.
"We are all homeless children who were taken back and raised by Grandpa Raven. If it weren't for Grandpa Raven, I'm afraid not many of us would be able to survive on our own until now."
"In fact, Grandpa Raven gave everyone enough time to make a choice. Many children did take another path with us... because from the beginning, we were told about the cruelty and danger of training, Not every child in his teens can bear it... "
Through Miriam, who was under the influence of Veritaserum, Maka actually got some information this time. And more importantly, this semi-forced and semi-voluntary question-and-answer format was just as Maka expected, and it did not lead to some very bad endings.
"The cruelty and danger of training?"
Maka was very interested in this so-called "training".
As far as his current feelings are concerned, most of Old Yoon's subordinates have different physical qualities than ordinary people. Especially Asaph and He-Man, the transformation directions of Giant Man and Thunderbird even exceeded the basic limits of Animagus transformation.
Being able to transform into a magical creature with bloodline abilities was a wonder even in ancient times!
"Is it because... I might die?"
Maka once saw a magic notebook in the restricted book section of the Hogwarts library, which recorded the experiments of the great wizard Merlin in transforming human blood.
One of the research purposes of those bloodline transformation experiments for wizards is to challenge the transformation of magical biological Animagus.
However, there was one thing that Maka remembered very clearly, and that was the experimental record called "The Book of Jazz", which failed to complete the research goal until the end.
Could it be that Ewan Ravenclaw is more powerful than Merlin? No, even if he had enough time to perfect the theory and practice of bloodline transformation, he still couldn't be compared to Merlin, who had the bloodline of a nightmare (male succubus).
You know, it is said that Merlin is a wizard who is born with the ability to transform into various creatures, and has unique advantages in the research of bloodline.
Therefore, as soon as Maka heard the words "the cruelty and danger of training", she immediately thought of the consistently high failure rate in bloodline transformation experiments.
"Yes, usually more than half of the ten children will lose their lives in the initial training, and the remaining children may not all succeed. This fact is also clear to everyone."
Miriam nodded calmly.
"I know what you want to ask...Grandpa Raven never forces us to do anything, which of course includes this 'initial training'."
When she said the latter words, Maka knew that the effect of the Veritaserum was beginning to weaken. But by now, he roughly understood everything he wanted to know from the other party.
"So, you can also transform into some magical creature?"
Maka asked casually, but saw a trace of hesitation flash across Miriam's face. It was obvious that this question was probably something she was unwilling to answer.
"... Poison Horned Beast."
"Oh, this is really..."
Maka's smile seemed a little subtle.
After all, for a woman with outstanding appearance, she must be very resistant to being turned into a creature like a giant fat rhinoceros.
"So, the last question -" Maka spread her hands and said, "What do you know about the wizard 'Despicable Haierbo'?"
…
Asaph continued to advance in the black market and saw many random wizards along the way.
After the black market exit was destroyed, some chaos gradually spread. Even though some people are trying to maintain order, the results are not ideal.
On the contrary, in the Dark Spirit Pavilion, the goblins were still taking turns sending customers out of the black market. In order to earn more popularity, several goblins were carried to the rest room because their magic power was exhausted.
And it was precisely because of the goblins' desperate posture that there were many more people at the entrance of Darkling Pavilion. They all came to wait in line in order to leave here.
Not to mention the original intentions of these goblins, at least in terms of maintaining order, I am afraid that only the Dark Spirit Pavilion can truly do it!
Asa secretly remembered these situations in the black market.
He knew that all he had to do now was wait, waiting for the Witte family to take the initiative to send a letter to ask him to meet. At that time, he would have to go to the Werther mansion to perform the next stage of the mission.
To be honest, it was by no means an easy task.
"If there is an urgent need to escape from the black market, Darkling Pavilion should be a more appropriate option."
Asa looked at the teams that were constantly shortening and then being filled by those who came after him, and he secretly made a calculation in his mind - the exit found by Miriam should be avoided as much as possible when being followed. Used, this can effectively avoid causing trouble to Miriam.
At the Dark Spirit Pavilion, although there were many people queuing up, the goblins were also very efficient in giving away things. It doesn't take long for a wizard to be sent directly to London.
While he was thinking about some details of his next move to the Witte family, he moved towards the most crowded place at the entrance of Darkling Pavilion.
"Hey, man! You know how the black market outlet is broken?"
In fact, Asaph wanted to understand the situation at that time. He fled so fast at that time that he had no idea whether other major events happened later.
But unfortunately, the only people who knew about this matter were Haierbo, the old Patriarch of the Witte family, and Maka. Even the other members of the Werther family who were also present at that time basically looked confused.
"If you ask me, who should I ask?"
The wizard who was asked by Asa curled his lips, ignored Asa, and went straight to the Dark Spirit Pavilion.
After asking several people in succession but not getting the answer he wanted, Asa had to temporarily give up this inefficient approach.
He found a place to sit near the Dark Spirit Pavilion, intending to rest for a while and observe the situation in this most crowded place.
"I wonder what's going on with Miriam..."
Asaph couldn't help but feel a little sentimental when he thought of the woman he almost grew up with.
Yes, he has always liked Miriam. Although the two of them hadn't seen each other for a while, the longer they couldn't see each other, the more he missed them.
It's just that he has never been willing to convey his feelings to the other party.
There is no way, their lives may be interrupted at any time, and under this premise, why is there any need to talk about relationships
…
Not many people know about the chaos in the black market.
To put it bluntly, this is the biggest gray area in the British magical world, and there are not many wizards here. Even though there are a lot of people there, if you do an actual census, you will find that at least 40% of them are from foreign magic circles.
What's more, it's already night time.
Hogwarts Castle was as quiet as ever, and most of the windows here had the lights out. From the outside, the towers of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor were still illuminated.
In the Gryffindor common room, everyone was writing homework with their heads down. Although the little lions are still noisy when they should be, the learning atmosphere has become increasingly intense in recent years.
Harry and the others were also lying on the round table, working on the most difficult paper on the history of magic.
"Harry, as to the reason for waking up from that state... have you thought of any clues?"
Hermione had already finished her homework. If she had followed her usual habits, she would have been immersed in ancient magic literature.
But today, she seemed a little restless.
"Oh, no..." Harry raised his head and said, holding the quill, "I probably don't have time to think about it before I finish my homework."
Hearing this, Hermione pursed her lips first, and then reluctantly waved her hand.
"Then do it quickly!"
Seeing that she seemed a little uneasy, Harry couldn't help but tentatively said: "Hermione, are you thinking about something complicated again?"
"No."
Across the round table, Hermione casually turned two pages of the book spread out on the table, then simply closed it and put it aside.
"Don't worry, I'm fine... What I'm thinking about isn't complicated at all."
Ron on the side tilted his head and looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione.
"Harry," he thought about it and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Do you think... can I also try to pick up the Sword of Gryffindor and swing it twice?"
Hearing Ron's sudden question, Harry had no reaction, but Hermione lowered her eyes and pursed her lips tighter.
"You want to try too?" Harry shrugged, "Okay!"
"No, I don't think this is a good idea!" Seeing that Harry agreed nonchalantly, Hermione finally couldn't help it anymore, "I'm serious - although I also want to try it, but Maka As I said, that sword is actually very dangerous! We can't just try it, do you understand?"
She spoke quickly and urgently, which made Harry shrink his neck subconsciously.
"Oh," the latter nodded hurriedly, "You're right... Huh? Hermione, I said you were a little weird, so you want to try it too?"
"No!" Hermione immediately made a serious face, grabbed the book at hand and smashed it, "I told you, it's very dangerous! Didn't you hear?"
"Ouch-"
It was Ron who was hit by the thick magic book.
While there was a dull pain in his forehead, he had no choice but to close his mouth and endure it honestly - he knew that Hermione must be retaliating for the words he had just had an idea to say.
As for Hermione, after throwing out the book, she leaned back again, leaning on the back of the chair, lost in thought.
"Perhaps I should put aside the research on rune combinations first. It's too slow, and its current practicality is indeed too low..."