Chapter 20

This is a magic whistle that imitates the vibration frequency of the wings of the "tree tooth bee". This creature is not only the natural enemy of beating willows, but also the social insect that most magic plants fear - they only eat animals.

Maka walked over and patted on its thick roots exposed to the ground. The roots immediately moved to one side, revealing a deep dark hole.

This is a downward sloping cave, which is only big enough for one person to lie flat and slide down. Maka frowned, held the suitcase in her arms, and then jumped in and slid down.

The slope was not long, and soon Marka came to a tunnel that needed to bend down to move forward.

The tunnel was cut off from all light, and it was dark all around. Maka covered his head that hit the top wall and fumbled to pull out the wand, but he couldn't help pausing when he pulled it half way, and finally put it back.

The Ministry of magic has left a trace on each finished wand. Once minor wizards under the age of 17 use magic outside school, they will be immediately monitored. Especially in such a place with few people, it is very eye-catching. It can be used or not, even if he should still be within the scope of Hogwarts.

He took a small glass bottle from the inside pocket of his robe and shook it hard, making a rustle of gravel.

A Soft Shimmer appeared in the darkness and gradually became bright. If you look into the bottle carefully, you will find that there is a strange light fog in it, and it tends to be thicker and thicker.

"When I make enough money, I must buy a portable pocket bag," Marca weighed her robe, which was filled with all kinds of bottles and cans.

There are some medicines, some semi-finished products, some even just a kind of material, but without exception, they are some very practical gadgets.

"... or make one by himself." he was still reluctant to give up his money bag.

Walking forward with his head down, he thought about some things he didn't have. Soon he felt that the tunnel was gradually tilting upward. Before long, a faint light appeared in front.

Maka pulled out the cork of the fluorescent bottle. With a "Bo" sound, the light and fog in the tunnel dispersed and dissipated in a short time.

The light and fog in the bottle disappeared, leaving only a small half of the bottle of fine black sand still at the bottom. Maka stuffed the cork back again.

Many magic drugs and even simple materials can be used to play the same effect as the magic spell. Some are even more powerful than the magic spell, but the threshold for use is very low.

Of course, you have to be ready in advance and take them with you at any time. However, defects do not hide their shortcomings, which is one of the reasons why magic drugs are expensive.

With the passage of time, many potion recipes have been crushed to pieces by the wheel of history, leaving them in their glorious era. However, a new generation of pharmacists are working hard for this. Whether it is restoring the formula or trying to innovate, the magic potion has maintained its position in the magic world that can not be ignored.

"... so I would never agree without 200 galleons."

In the corner of Hogsmeade's pig's head bar, a small wizard wrapped in a worn hooded cloak made of gray felt cloth was calmly talking with a vague western country accent.

That hoarse voice, like his vocal cords were sharpened by a file, made people want to frown.

Opposite him, a wizard who wrapped his bare skin layer by layer with a lot of bandages was bargaining with him in the same uncomfortable fuzzy voice. The sound made people wonder if there was a mouthful of old phlegm in his throat.

"No! Cough, your medicine is a new product. Before you see its effect... Cough... I can't sell it in my store. I can't bet on the reputation of my store."

"But in terms of trial, cough... Trial products, the price is too expensive!"

The little wizard's tone was still calm. He said faintly, "in that case, the transaction failed."

Then he stood up holding the table and went straight to the door.

"Oh - cough, wait, damn it!" the bandage wizard said weakly. "I pay! But cough... You have to make me cheaper - if you want to cooperate for a long time!"

"150 gallon, valid payment." the little wizard who had reached the door turned back and said impatiently.

"Cheng, Keke... Deal."

The bandage wizard waved weakly. He really longed for the practical new commodity - if the effect was so good.

That little wizard, of course, is the masquerade Maka. He straightened himself out, avoided the biggest disadvantage that might be encountered in the negotiation - his age, and then steadily gained the upper hand in the equal exchange of words.

This is a business negotiation that both sides are relatively satisfied with. No matter how unwilling the bandage wizard was, he was determined to get the new product this time.

A new stealth agent, what an attractive business opportunity!

After the bandage wizard tried, the two signed a magic contract in duplicate to finalize the long-term deal.

"The purchase price is two hundred and thirty-seven cents... A good deal!"

After returning to the scream shed, Maka hung the broken cloak directly in the old wardrobe in the house, then spit out a small piece of stone from his mouth, and his voice finally returned to normal.

He flicked the magic contract scroll made of exquisite parchment with his fingers, showing a slightly excited smile.

Of course, at present, he has just filled in the big pit of material cost consumed in previous practice. Next, he will continue to practice the preparation of other potions. It's still a long time before he becomes a rich man!

"No wonder the title page of the potion book always says, 'this is an endless road paved with golden gallon'." Maka sighed, and the excitement had disappeared with the change of mood.

……

It seems that everything has been going well since Maka settled the sales channel of magic medicine. The study and research of various disciplines are progressing slowly and practically with the daily investment. What makes Maka particularly happy is that he has made a real breakthrough in the patron saint curse!

On a silent night, Maka was standing in the wide room provided by the responsive house.

Yes, after a lot of time searching and remembering, he finally found the place - it is located on the eighth floor of the castle, opposite the tapestry of "giant monster beating silly Barnabas".

God knows how many times he wandered back and forth like a fool in front of countless oil paintings, tapestries and stone statues in order to find an accurate position!

"Call God's guard!"

Maka stood upright in the middle of the room, put the wand in front of her like a sword, focused all her energy and attention on the tip of the wand, and separated from Maka's wand with the pure silver light getting brighter and brighter.

For a time, the light flowed around Maka, forming a light silver white light fog.

Since Maka began to practice the patron saint mantra, he has always been able to reach this step. It can even be said that when he tried to practice for the first time, he could release this silver white light fog full of hope and life.

But as he practiced again and again, the light and fog became stronger again and again, but he was always unable to summon his patron saint.

This can't help but make Maka start to study the basic theory of the spell again.

He looked up a large number of ancient books again, but he found nothing special. Most of the theories of this spell are very vague, but they only say that users need to concentrate on thinking and remembering those happy and beautiful things. In short, it is a positive emotion.

In desperation, Maka had to focus on the examples of successfully casting the patron saint curse.

Finally, Kung Fu is worthy of those who have a heart. Several examples of saving loved ones with the patron saint curse have made him find a new breakthrough. He found that when the user is forced by the situation and wants to protect a specific object, it is the moment when the spell gives full play to its real power!

"... guard."

Maka remembered the picture when she first saw Luna in the cemetery.

In the setting sun, the girl's long blond hair sent out a faint halo. She stood in front of the cold tombstone and looked at her dead mother without saying a word. In the whole gray scene, only her back was so bright;

Under the stars, when Maka subconsciously avoided her mother's topic. She told him frankly that it was indeed a sad story, but she had to know how to face it directly;

Before leaving, Maka even remembered her silver gray eyes. In those hazy eyes, there was a longing for goodbye to his friend who was about to be separated temporarily.

With Maka's memory, the rich silver fog around his body suddenly surged up and turned into a translucent Silver Eagle circling around him.

Maka looked at the huge eagle in front of her and looked embarrassed.

"... how should I face Dean spruot in the future."

Among the four colleges in Hogwarts, the eagle is the symbol of Ravenclaw. It represents justice, sharpness, severity, foresight and supremacy.

When the branch hat allocates Maka, it first considers Ravenclaw college. Although he was finally placed in hutchpatch for unknown reasons, it undoubtedly shows that Maka and Ravenclaw have a lot of fate.

At the moment, the eagle patron saint is not only related to the emotion of "hoping to protect Luna", but also related to this.

"Anyway, go to bed first!"

Maka waved her wand, dispelled the patron saint curse, and then left the house on request with a sense of complexity.