All day long!
Maka accompanied Hermione and Luna, as well as Harry, Neville and others who also joined behind them, and played in and around the castle for almost a whole day!
Of course, Ron was not in the same mood today.
To be honest, it seems like a long time has passed since the last time Maka had fun with everyone. Ever since he became a professor at Hogwarts, he seemed to have been busy, and spent less and less time with these friends.
Hermione felt that Maka might have had a conscience problem today, or maybe she wanted to really relax physically and mentally.
Therefore, he would rather not even organize the Christmas activities of ancient magical literature, but also want to spare a day to enjoy it like other people of his age without any worries.
Unfortunately, not only did Hermione not guess correctly, she even got it terribly wrong.
In the evening, Maka, who was watching the Christmas show in the auditorium with everyone, suddenly left Hermione and others silently while everyone was watching intently.
He didn't disturb anyone, he just exited the auditorium alone and came to the snow outside.
The snow is still falling outside, but there are still many people coming and going. From here, he could see that some people were heading towards Hagrid's hut, and some were heading towards the greenhouse... Of course, some were also heading towards the castle.
Maka just paused for a moment outside the door of the auditorium, stopped to look at the huge campus vestibule, and soon stepped into the snowy and misty world.
Not long after, he walked slowly to the school gate and suddenly stopped.
"Are you leaving now?"
That was Professor McGonagall. In the past few days, she was the only one who knew that Maka would leave Hogwarts at this time.
Hearing this, Maka couldn't help but look back at the castle. The clouds covered the setting sun that was supposed to appear, making everything look a bit groggy. If a layer of snow was added, it would be even more difficult to distinguish.
But even so, the familiar castle was still very clear in his memory.
"I will come back sooner or later. This time I am just leaving temporarily." He stared at the castle covered by the snow curtain, and after a long while he turned around and said, "...Yes, it's just like going to Durmstrang, no. ?"
Mag looked at his face and suddenly stretched out his thin palm and patted Maka's arm twice.
"I won't say much else - be careful!"
Maka then nodded slightly, showed a bright smile to Mag, and then walked out of the school's iron gate without hesitation.
But this time, he didn't look back.
A moment later, Mag, looking at Maka's back, saw the space suddenly distort, and the figure suddenly disappeared completely into the flying snow blowing in the wind.
…
When Maka reappeared with a momentary fluctuation, he had already arrived in a certain alley on the streets of London. Waiting here are several news dealers like Mundungus.
"Have you let out all the words?"
"Of course, it has been spread throughout the European magic world in all accessible places. Anyone who is interested in this rumor can find out without spending too much effort."
"Well, once you see the results, let's pay the rest of the reward to everyone! Remember to remind them a few more words not to tell anyone about this job - otherwise, if it doesn't work out, they may not even die. Know how to die..."
After learning that the false information had been spread, Maka dispersed the few wizards gathered here, and then came to the street outside the alley as if nothing happened.
The streets of London, bathed in the Christmas atmosphere, look particularly beautiful. Even though the heavy wind and snow have covered the entire street, the flashing lights still make the street beautiful.
But in this busy street, Maka is like a ghost invisible to everyone. She is clearly in a bustling market, but she still seems to be alone.
"No way, after all... this is the most efficient choice."
He moved forward slowly with the flow of people, feeling quite aimless because he was thinking.
"When I first heard about Old Eun's plan, I thought it was a nonsense, but now we have come to this point step by step... I hope it goes smoothly!"
"If it works, maybe I can go back to Hogwarts soon next year. There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with being a professor for another two years, right?"
"Well, speaking of it, everyone still likes this Christmas event... I hope they can enjoy it until the last day."
"Then, when Luna graduates, she will resign... Speaking of which, it's time to have a serious family..."
Maka's thinking became a little jumpy, which showed that he was really touched in his heart. But no matter what, his plan is already laid out in front of him, and has even been implemented for most of it. There won't be much room for change in how to proceed.
So even if he regrets it, he can only continue on this path until the outcome of success or failure gradually comes.
To be honest, despite the fact that he overpowered Haierbo several times in a row, he even left behind the body that the opponent had snatched from him twice. But if we really talk about the actual damage, it actually didn't hurt even a single hair on Haierbo's body.
And this is the power of the Horcrux. Haierbo, the creator of the method of making Horcruxes, was incomparable to Voldemort, who was also based on Horcruxes, because of her ability to avoid side effects that did not affect his sanity at all.
Suddenly, Maka, who was walking among the crowd, was startled.
"...Is it almost time?"
A thought inadvertently flashed through his mind, and someone suddenly disappeared among the crowd, but even the few Muggles walking behind him didn't notice it at all.
When he transferred again through the portkey, the scene that reappeared in his field of vision was already desolate. Looking not far away, the towering black fortress clearly reveals the name of this place.
This is the "Azkaban Wizarding Prison" - at least until Maka and Old Yoon's plan is completed, it will still be the largest wizarding prison in Europe.
The next second, Maka, who had just appeared on the island, had already stepped on the magic book and flew high, quickly reaching the top of the fortress. Immediately afterwards, a large rune array made of a large number of curved stone slabs quickly came into view.
Of course, he also saw Ewan Ravenclaw, who had already arrived here earlier.
"coming?"
Old Ewan was still sitting in his wheelchair, but today his follower wizard named He-Man did not come with him as usual.
"Has the news spread?"
The old man was still so angry when he spoke, making people feel as if he would pass away at any time - if he really stayed in this state, no one would understand how he got here alone.
"Well, let it go..."
As soon as Maka arrived, she just went to make a final inspection of the formation, and answered somewhat absentmindedly. He didn't even land on the ground, and he was still floating in the air on the magic book, because this made it easier for him to carefully inspect every corner of the array.
After a few seconds, he added another question:
"Where are you?"
Most of the intelligence points that Maka can currently reach are concentrated in the European magic world. Other than that, there are relatively few places where he can actually reach out.
Therefore, the spread of rumors in the magical world in North Africa, West Asia, and even the entire America was carried out by the power that Old Yoon had built over the years.
When Maka asked, the old man quickly responded:
"No problem... No matter where he is, as long as he is still investigating where I am, he will definitely get the location information of my Greek branch. No matter what, he will definitely not come to disturb us... "
After Old Youn finished speaking, the two fell into silence again. Maka wasted no time in confirming the completeness and accuracy of the formation, while Old Yoon cast his gaze far into the air.
Even though the sky today was full of thick clouds, it did not prevent him from tilting his head feebly and looking up into the sky. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and mist, reaching directly to the stars in the sky.
After more than ten minutes passed, Maka finally fell from the sky and stood on the edge of this huge formation.
"...In that case, let's get ready to start!"
As he spoke, he took out the staff, and the expression on his face became serious.
This formation mainly utilizes the resonance characteristics of magic power under certain extreme circumstances.
Just as the core of Harry's and Voldemort's wands are the tail feathers of the same phoenix, when they use their own wands to duel, the almost identical magical properties of the two will naturally resonate.
Same thing.
Since all stars have magic power, when Maka uses this formation to create a magic group that matches the magic power of the comet, it can affect it regardless of distance.
Speaking of which, one application of ancient astronomy was to use the magic of the stars to resonate with the wizards' star arrays, and then achieve the results the wizards wanted.
Therefore, the method that Maka came up with is actually the reverse application of ancient astronomy.
Not long after, when Maka accurately timed his staff and landed on a certain stone slab at the edge of the formation, his magic power immediately followed the lines on the stone slab and snaked towards the center of the formation.
In just the blink of an eye, the faint blue light swam to the center of the formation, and then lit up the formation one by one starting from the center point.
At the same time, the four eyes of Maka and Old Youn were all fixed on the position where the light was flowing, silently watching the runes being activated one by one.
But it was at this time that Hermione, who was far away in Hogwarts, finally discovered Maka's disappearance. When she immediately thought of Maka's various companionships today, she suddenly realized how far her previous conjecture might be from the truth.
"... No, it won't be." Hermione suddenly grabbed Harry's clothes beside her and couldn't help asking eagerly, "Have you seen Maka? Where has he gone?"