As for the cause of the accident, Marca asked when Kevin left. Although the other party said it was temporarily inconvenient to make it public, it revealed a little under Maka's questioning.

Those are two black wizards who fled from the American magic world to Britain. At present, the British Ministry of magic has taken over the relevant search agreement. According to Kevin, it was actually a couple on the run. The husband was a black wizard, but his wife was just an ordinary wizard.

"No wonder that woman has been nervous. It seems that she is just forced." Maka shook her head.

"Even if you are forced to be helpless, you can't condone it. The harm of the black wizard is very great." Kevin said seriously, "and no one can guarantee that she won't become a new black wizard in the future."

Marca thinks what Kevin said really makes sense. Treating the real black wizard group with indulgence will only make them more wanton.

But so what? Maka doesn't want to fight anyone, as long as they don't mess with themselves. He doesn't want to take the initiative to mess with those guys whose brains are completely broken.

Learning all kinds of profound and complex magic knowledge is enough to consume energy. He doesn't have so much leisure to toss around.

Moreover, this time he used the magic spell outside the school, and Auror went to help him eliminate the record. What will happen in the future? In case of any mistake or misunderstanding, it will certainly be a lot of trouble.

In the following days, Maka took Luna around again.

Hyde Park, tower bridge, Trafalgar Square, Thames River, Buckingham Palace and all places in London. It's an enjoyment to see the road scenery in the street during the day and listen to the opera in the theater at night.

"Ah - time is never enough," sighed Marka, taking Luna back to Lovegood's house.

"Then again, didn't anyone tell you about your... Unusual situation when you used floo powder?" asked shenofilius when Maka appeared in the fireplace of Lovegood's house.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Weasley asked me too, but I don't know." Maka was also puzzled. "He also specially asked the maintenance personnel of the flying network to readjust his fireplace, and even renovated it by himself, but it was useless."

He consulted many books in Hogwarts, but the structure of the flying road network and the preparation of flying road powder have always been a mystery, and he has no idea about it. But this is not something that can be known by asking a person casually. In the end, this matter was put on hold.

"In short, it may have something to do with the soul, but at present, it's just a guess," Maka thought secretly.

To tell the truth, he knows nothing more about himself than others. Since ancient times, the deep exploration of human body mystery has been the bottleneck of many researchers, both wizards and Muggles.

"The holiday will be over in a few days," Maka said suddenly. "I'm going to tidy up my study notes in the last few days, and I won't go out recently."

"Sorry, Luna."

"Hmm? No, I should thank you." Luna smiled. "I had a good time. I had a good Christmas holiday."

……

Maka went back in the evening the day before school. He brought a lot of messy things, most of which were Christmas gifts given to him by everyone. Although it is not a great thing, and even some are snacks, this is everyone's intention.

For example, it includes a large bag of rock crust cakes given to him by Hagrid. Maka thinks she will never eat them in her life, but at least she can store them as a special souvenir - their shelf life is very long.

In fact, after Christmas day passed, Maka also received some late gifts one after another. There are many useful things in this batch of gifts.

Dumbledore sent him a light wheel 2000 broom - it is obviously impossible to hide Marca's joining the Quidditch team.

Most of the other teachers sent books, all kinds of books, and even their own summary notes. For Maka, these teachers' gifts really suit his mind.

And I have to mention that Snape actually gave him a gift!

Well, although Snape's gift doesn't look like a Christmas gift, Maka knows that his blessing is obviously in return.

Snape sent the school owl a small note.

"The 'Divine front has no shadow'... And its crack spell 'heal quickly'."

Maka looked at the note. There was a mantra on the front and back, and a simple and concise analysis of the mantra was marked on it in small words.

"... this is a big gift." Maka sighed a little.

This is an offensive mantra invented by Snape. It is hidden, fast and powerful. If there is no counter mantra, I'm afraid there will be another content in the unforgivable mantra.

"Oh! Welcome back, Marca." Hermione waved happily to Hogwarts at the beginning of his dinner. She had just arrived today.

Besides Hermione, many people are welcoming Maka. When Maka wants to come, it may also be due to her own gifts - they haven't been so enthusiastic at ordinary times.

On the main table, the professors also nodded kindly at him. Marca looked at Dumbledore and smiled a little thief. She couldn't help thinking it would be better not to go there.

He greeted the professors from a distance and did it on Hufflepuff's long table.

"It's starting again!" Charlotte pushed away Amy who was sitting next to Maka and patted Maka on the back as usual.

Maka reluctantly let her shoot, because refusing would only make her shoot harder..

Charlotte's "start" naturally refers to Quidditch's training. Although he received the lightwheel 2000 from Dumbledore this time, he felt that it was too late to take it out before the game and there was no need to show off everywhere.

After all, regardless of the effect of confidentiality, it's better to keep a low profile, isn't it?

In the following days, although it was cloudy and rainy, the little badgers of the Quidditch team were still full of energy. Known for their diligence and sureness, they will not stagnate because of a little trouble. Maka, the lazy little badger, was squeezed in the middle by them and couldn't help but show some energy.

In order to look more serious, Maka also put forward several creative tactics. His ideas were fully supported in practice with the unanimous affirmation of the team members.

Maka regretted it for a while, because in this way, the amount of training increased by a large margin.

Of course, in addition to Quidditch training, Maka has a lot to do.

Recently, he has always used various magic drugs to nourish and refresh himself and enhance efficiency. The effect is very amazing. Too many magic drugs can be used. After all, they will still produce side effects of drug precipitation and can not be used for long-term support.

Fortunately, a series of related studies are coming to an end. If nothing unexpected, another magic medicine is about to be born.

The inspiration and cause of this study began with the sudden accident during the Christmas holiday.

For every wizard, his wand is a part of his life. Although wizards can replace their wands after accidental damage, it is common sense in the magic world that a wizard cannot carry two wands at the same time.

Once the wand becomes attached to its owner, it will be exclusive to other wands. When two magic wands are held by the same person, the man will get no other results except a pair of thick, long, hard and untidy chopsticks.

But what if your wand is taken away? Marca doesn't want that to happen again.

After comparing various possibilities, he decided to work hard on his best potion.

Generally speaking, most potions are used by swallowing. Because once most magic drugs are in excessive contact with unknown substances in the air, their properties will undergo quite complex chain upheavals, and the consequences are quite unpredictable.

Therefore, Maka gave up the original idea of trying to study volatile hypnotic potions and moved towards simple and crude research and development.

Some materials with single properties will not have chain upheaval, which is a good example of the by-products produced in past experiments. On this basis, Maka tested a highly volatile flammable liquid medicine and tossed out a bottle of very dangerous liquid magic medicine - this thing will really explode!

As long as there is a little fire attribute material as a primer, it can burst out a very strong adhesive magic flame in an instant.

According to Maka's judgment, the difficulty of this magic flame is almost a weakened version of the fierce fire curse; But its burning effect on those magical objects may not be much weaker than that of fierce fire.

It's just a pity that the security of this thing can't be guaranteed, which is a disadvantage that can't be ignored.

Maka gave the pilot work the same simple and rough name - Li Huoping No. 1.

At noon the next day, while Maka was sitting in the library during the break after lunch and writing a strip of potion formula in her notebook, Hermione hurried in excitedly.

"Marca, I found it!" she said. "I found Nick LeMay!"

"That's not easy. It's said that he has returned to France now," Marca said with a smile.

"Well, I mean, I found Nick LeMay!" whispered Hermione. "I found his name in the medieval wizard guide!"

"Oh, yes, that's right." Marca nodded. "So you already know what's hidden behind Hagrid's three headed dog?"

"I think so - it's the Sorcerer's stone!" Hermione lowered her voice.

After getting Marca's approval, Hermione left happily. Maka looked at her back, but secretly said that the important play was coming.

In fact, he also considered whether he wanted to join the fun, but after some consideration, he decided to let it develop. At present, his going will not have much effect, or it may disrupt Dumbledore's plan.

After all, this is always the business of Harry and Voldemort. Why should he do more and make more mistakes?