Chapter 77

"Sirius Black."

Maka sat by the window, looked through the late prophet daily and nodded thoughtfully.

What he cares about is not what will happen next semester - it doesn't matter to him. He just thought of a magic that had always bothered him from Sirius Black.

"... Animagus."

To be honest, Maka has been studying the principle of Animagus. But even though he had already studied it thoroughly, he had to put it aside because his deformation had not met the requirements.

According to the information at hand, Animagus' deformation practice can not be accurately controlled, so it is not only impossible to predict the results, but also easy to get possessed because of insufficient deformation ability.

This is undoubtedly quite dangerous.

Many wizards compare the practice process of Animagus with phantom movement, entirely because of the dangers involved.

But Marca, who has deeply studied both kinds of magic, doesn't think so.

Regardless of whether the coordinates of the phantom movement are confirmed to be accurate or not, at least a strong enough will can avoid the occurrence of split events.

But Animagus' practice is quite different. Its danger lies in the uncontrollability in the process of practice.

For Marca, who always puts caution first, if the magic that is dangerous enough is uncontrollable, it means failure - which he absolutely can't tolerate.

He has never changed on this point, whether in the past or now.

After a long time of hard study, Maka's level of deformation has actually reached the standard, but it is still far from the standard expected by his heart.

In his view, the probability of failure still exists.

"No wonder all the materials about Animagus have marked the importance of 'courage'..." he shook his head and said, "it's all because the standard is too high. If you want to start practicing earlier, you can only rely on luck."

He threw the newspaper in his hand on the table, then took a sip of black tea.

"It's a little cold."

Maka was muttering, but she heard several knocks at the door. Don't ask, it must be Willie who came to him again to see the seedlings kissed by Raphael dragon.

For nearly a month, Willie seemed to have nothing to do as a whole, and would come to him from time to time. More times, he gradually got used to it.

When he and Willie, as usual, walked to the top of the tower, leisurely looked at the seedlings, looked at the scenery and thought about things. He found that the summer vacation had actually come to an end.

"Raphael's kiss has a long growth cycle and we can't wait for it to bud," Maka said, looking at the seedlings that had just emerged about 5 inches from the soil.

But Willie immediately shook her head.

"I can see."

"... the summer vacation is coming to an end," Marca reminded.

Willie shook her head again when she heard the speech.

"Take a year off," said Willie faintly.

Maka was stunned, looked at Willie and asked, "quit school? Why?"

However, Willie stopped talking, just looked at the seedlings in the huge flower pot on the ground and was stunned.

Since she didn't want to say that Marca was not the kind of person who pursued her, he soon put it behind him.

To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the huge collection of books in Hogwarts and Roy's secret room, Maka wanted to drop out of school!

Hogwarts is not a good place. Especially in the next few years, it became more and more chaotic year by year, which was not conducive to the study and research of all kinds of magic.

"But it can be used as a good place for practical practice..." Maka said to herself, looking at the distance from the railing.

Soon, with the opening date approaching day by day, Maka finally decided to leave here.

Before he left, he gave Willie another updated herbal notes as a farewell gift. It can be seen that although Willie still has no expression, her actions when taking the notes show her love for the gift.

Mr. brova, who was standing behind Willie, and Willie's father, softened his eyes when he saw her. Perhaps for him, Willie's happy appearance was the scene he most wanted to see, even if it was only an extremely subtle expression.

……

When Maka arrived in London, there were only a few days left before school began.

He went to overturn the alley first and ordered a lot of magic medicine materials.

While he was carrying a suitcase and was going to lichen bookstore to buy a new textbook for the third grade, he met Harry at the door of the Quidditch boutique.

Marca reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Oh, Marca!" Harry was startled. He turned around, his surprised look on his face not fading. "Why are you here?"

"School is about to begin, and this is Diagon Lane - why do you think I'm here?" Maka said calmly.

"Oh! Yes, you're here to buy books," Harry said suddenly.

"And you?" asked Marca.

"I'm just going! In fact, I'm living in the Leaky Cauldron bar now -"

Harry outlined what he had encountered during the summer vacation, including the first time he looked forward to his birthday, and the fact that he inadvertently inflated his bad hearted aunt.

"By the way, thank you for your birthday gift, Marca," said Harry. "We're all sorry about last semester. We shouldn't doubt you... Professor Dumbledore also told me that I should trust you..."

Maka gently shook her head and said, "it's okay. It's normal for you to doubt... Of course, don't ask me what happened to me. It's not so easy to explain."

"Oh - well," Harry shrugged, "when's your birthday, Marca?"

This time Marca shrugged - he didn't know, so how could he tell others?

"Probably in winter?" he replied.

They chatted casually and walked to lichen Bookstore together.

When they came to the bookstore door, Harry looked at the bookstore window and was immediately startled.

In the past, the window of bookstores usually displayed spell books as big as floor tiles and with golden relief. But now, these books are gone. Instead, there is a big iron cage with about 100 "monster books of monsters".

These books were locked together, engaged in fierce wrestling, belligerent biting and fighting, and broken pages flew everywhere.

"Fortunately, Hagrid gave it to me as a birthday present this year..." Harry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now he finally understood why Hagrid said in his letter that he might need the book.

"This kind of book is not suitable to be used as a textbook. If you are not careful, you will lose a few pages." the books that bite each other in Maka's cage are faint.

When they entered the bookstore, the manager hurried forward.

"Hogwarts?" he asked with a gloomy face. "Are you here to buy a new book?"

"Yes," said Harry, "I need --"

"Please get out of the way," said the manager impatiently, pushing Harry aside. He put on a pair of thick gloves, picked up a thick stick full of knots and walked to the iron cage containing the monster books of the monsters.

"No, I'll do it myself -"

Maka said, directly opened the door of the cage and resolutely put her hand in.

"Oh! Be careful!" shouted the manager.

But Maka's action made him shut up immediately.

Marca turned her wrist very flexibly, avoided a Book bitten at him, and then turned her wrist again to hold the book firmly in her hand.

His index finger scratched gently on the spine of the book, and the fierce Book stood trembling and quiet.

"Just scratch the spine and they'll be quiet for a while. I suggest you tie them up with a belt," Marca said to the bookstore manager.

"That's a good idea," he thanked the manager, clearing the depression from his face. "Thank you so much. I've been bitten five times this morning!"

At this time, a loud tearing sound suddenly came from the cage - two "monster books of monsters" grabbed the third one, and then tore it apart together.

"Oh - stop! Stop!" cried the manager, putting the stick between the bars and opening the books.

"I think I'd better get rid of them as soon as possible! They've been making a lot of trouble these two days! We've made 200 invisible books of invisibility, and I thought there was nothing worse than them - those books are so expensive, and we'll never... Well, sir, do you want one?"

"I already have this book," Harry said hurriedly.

"Thank God -" said the manager. "Do you want any other books?"

Ten minutes later, they came out of the bookstore. Behind them, there was a faint cry of helplessness from the manager. He has probably begun to deal with those disobedient monster books.

"Harry, I'm almost leaving first. There's another place to go," Marca said suddenly. "See you at the beginning of school."

"Oh - all right! See you at the beginning of school," Harry nodded.

Before school starts, Maka plans to go to Lovegood's house and have a few meals. When school starts, it's also a good choice to go to school with Luna.

At least, it's always easy to spend time with Luna.

The Lovegood family is naturally the same, and Luna has hardly changed.

No, she looks taller.

Maka herself has grown a lot taller, and her clothes have been changed into new ones. That's why he noticed Luna's change.

To tell the truth, he spent a lot of time with Luna last semester, perhaps because she has been wandering in front of her eyes! It's really hard to notice if you don't pay attention.

"How was your summer vacation?"

Asked Maka, standing in front of the fireplace and watching Luna turn around.

"Maybe..." Luna blinked and slightly raised the corner of her mouth.