Chapter 85

At the moment, it is still a quiet night, and the residents of Hogsmeade village have entered a deep sleep. Occasionally Dementors float around the village, searching for targets they can't find at all.

In the outer suburb of Hogsmeade village, in the not dense forest, two figures are chasing quickly. Their movements are very agile, even in the snowy forest.

Occasionally, the moonlight fell from the gap between the branches. When they ran past, the originally dark figure was revealed in a short time.

Running ahead was a big black dog. It looked very strong and powerful, but it was the one who escaped; Not far behind the big black dog was a small man wrapped in a gray cloth cloak. He looked not even taller than the big black dog, but drove the big black dog away.

That's naturally Sirius Black and Marca, who is still wearing a disguise.

Not long ago, Maka caught a glimpse of black running in Hogsmeade village. At first, Maka intended to leave him alone, but he thought about it, but he changed his mind.

When Maka chased black into another narrower alley, black, who was in the shape of Animagus, suddenly turned and rushed at him.

Blackburn thought he could solve the problem quickly, but the result was different from what he thought.

Under Maka's two extremely rapid coma spells in a row, black became a black dog, whined and was shot out.

It can be seen that black's physical condition is not very good. He did dodge in time, but his action was obviously out of touch with the conscious response.

Immediately, black and Marka began a snow pursuit competition.

Neither of them attracted the Dementor's attention. They chased all the way to the woods outside Hogsmeade.

At first, Maka was almost thrown away by black's continuous acceleration. But when he whispered something, his movements became much faster.

Over time, the distance between the two becomes closer and closer.

"There are many obstacles!"

Maka finally caught the right moment and released the spell he had already prepared at the moment when black jumped forward on the trunk.

Suddenly, black's body slowed down. In the continuous moonlight, Maka could even see his dog hair moving with the wind.

But just as Maka was ready to release the next spell, she saw black's body begin to fluctuate and twist, and in an instant it returned to human form.

"Armor."

Blake's Duel level is still very strong, especially his on-the-spot judgment is quite accurate. He did not intend to solve his dilemma first, but reluctantly waved his wand and put an iron armor spell on himself.

When Maka was hit by a coma spell, the red fire composed of Maka's magic was blocked in time.

Then Blake shouted, "it's over!"

Maka immediately responded that he was going to use the general anti curse to remove his obstacle curse. This is a good opportunity!

"Except for your weapon!" Maka immediately took a shortcut.

But at the next moment, when he found that black was still floating in the air, he realized that he had been deceived!

Black almost released a disarm spell the second after Maka released it!

The timing of the other party was quite accurate. Even if Maka found it wrong in time, she immediately interrupted the spell and rushed to the side, but it was too late.

The disarming spells of both sides hit each other successively with a very short time difference, but black was protected by the residual Armor spell.

Although Marka's disarming spell hit black's body, it only knocked the other party's wand out; In contrast, black's disarming spell only hit Maka's calf, but his wand has flown into black's hand.

"All Petrochemical!"

Marca tried to get up, but black moved faster than him.

He was almost ready to accept the effect of the whole body bondage spell, but the expected situation did not appear - he could still move!

No matter why, he immediately took out a small bottle and threw it into the trees not far from black.

Suddenly, a stream of smoke quickly spread through the woods, and the nearby area became a white one in the twinkling of an eye. The sight of both sides was obscured.

"Concentrate!"

Maka simply closed her eyes and developed her perception.

For a time, the howling of the cold wind, the rustling of branches and grass leaves, and black's footsteps... All kinds of sounds intertwined in Maka's perception, forming a simple and clear world.

After a long time of practice, this ability, which was stolen from the assassin, has fully grown.

He could even "see" that black was walking in the direction of his wand with his memory.

After making a judgment, Maka immediately threw out another bottle. The bottle made an arc in the air and landed in the trees not far away, making a sound.

It was such a small movement that black resolutely changed back to the form of Animagus and ran away in the opposite direction.

This time, instead of catching up, Maka leaned on the trunk next to her and fell into thinking.

"... what makes me think I can easily deal with Sirius Black?"

Since he first entered Hogwarts, his attainments in Magic have indeed exceeded his peers, and even many adult wizards can't compare with him.

This is indeed a matter of pride. Even Dumbledore praised him many times.

Although he always reminds himself that the road to explore magic is very long, with his current progress, he has just taken the first step.

However, when the vast majority of people around him can't compare with himself, his judgment of his own strength inevitably deviates.

He was not arrogant, nor did he even despise the enemy - he didn't have the chance to be arrogant when he lost his emotions and emotions.

But just because he lost the way of thinking he was good at, the behavior of starting from reason alone became an obstacle to his judgment.

The lack of sensibility makes rationality difficult to support, and Maka's judgment ability has decreased a lot.

"Even if you can deceive others by pretending to be emotional, you can't deceive yourself..." Maka muttered.

The white smoke gradually dispersed, revealing a small figure leaning on the trunk. In the cold wind of the snow, he couldn't help tightening his old felt cloak.

The already dignified night has become deeper and deeper.

……

Since that night, Maka's actions have become much more cautious.

After all, no matter who, if someone took the wand because of his own misjudgment, it would be the same?

Although Marca picked up Sirius Black's wand, it didn't make much difference in use - no matter what wand was similar to him, it wasn't his own thing after all.

"If you can make your own magic wand in the future, you must add a wrist rope to it..." Maka, who was readjusting the blood transformation formula in the room, couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

Recently, he made another attempt with aragok. Although the transformation was still unsuccessful, there was a major breakthrough in the collection of experimental data.

Here, success is bound to be in sight.

But just as Maka adjusted the formula and planned to go to the auditorium to solve the problem of dinner, Luna suddenly came to him.

"Hey, you know what? Halloween is coming." Luna tilted her head and said in a trance.

"Hmm?" Maka looked up. "Oh, yes... Hogsmeade."

"Yes, do you want to hang out?" Luna asked.

Maka thought and nodded.

To tell the truth, Hogsmeade is not safe at the moment. It's always better to follow him... Even if he has lost accurate judgment on his strength now.

Luna looked very happy. She smiled and said she was very interested in going out, which made Maka shake her head.

Halloween is still more than half a month away!

After dinner, Marca said goodbye to Luna and went straight to Snape's office.

"Dong Dong"

"Professor, it's me, Marca McLean."

"Come in."

When Snape's cold response came from the office, Maka reached out and opened the door of the office.

"Professor, this is for this month."

Maka put a potion bottle on Snape's desk and said softly.

This is the second bottle of Stellera chamaejasme prepared by him. In terms of preparation speed, it is obviously faster than last month.

"... well," snape checked and nodded.

"Then I'll go out first." Marca leaned politely and turned to leave the office, but Snape stopped her.

"I have something else to do. Go and send it to lupin." snape put the wolf venom on the table again and said faintly.

Although he looked very calm, his eyes seemed to twinkle with impatience. It was obvious that he didn't want to see lupin, an "old classmate".

Makaton stopped, looked back at the potion bottle on the table, and then picked it up again.

"OK, Professor," he said calmly, "if you can, I'll send it directly every month..."

"Well, that's it," snape agreed immediately.

"Well, good night, professor." Maka saluted again and left with wolf venom.

In the office, Snape looked at the closed door with a thoughtful expression.

"Brain sealing," snape whispered after a while.