Chapter 115

It's really troublesome to go through the discharge formalities suddenly. Maka waited at the door of the snow witch for a long time before finally waiting for sailin.

When Marca saw Celine, her mother was floating beside her without the slightest sign of waking up.

"Please come in..." said sailin, opening the door with the key.

The layout of the snow witch has not changed, but the tables and chairs inside have accumulated a thin layer of dust. Once the house is uninhabited, it will soon become like this.

Combined with the current situation of the owner of this private restaurant, it is easy to give people the illusion that "houses and people are decadent together".

Follow sailin to the second floor, which is an arc corridor extending against the wall. One side is the door, and the other side is the carved wooden handrail that can see the downstairs hall.

The first thing that comes into view is all kinds of souvenirs in the corridor. Their origins are all over the world, walking all the way through the corridor, and souvenirs are displayed one by one in front of Maka from new to old.

Every souvenir seemed to tell the beautiful life of sailin's mother.

At the end of the corridor, a portrait is hanging. When Maka came to it, the woman inside smiled peacefully at him.

"That's a self portrait of my mother when she was young..." sailin said. "This way, please."

She said, opening the wooden door of the last room. It seems that this is her mother's bedroom.

When Marca looked into the bedroom for the first time, he didn't have much accident.

There is nothing else here. In addition to the simple single bed and a dresser, all other places where things can be put are cleverly decorated with all kinds of wonderful souvenirs.

Probably, this is the only hobby of Selin's mother in her life.

Marca helped Selin lift the quilt, and then Selin carefully put her mother on the bed. At this time, Maka took out a bottle of tonic and gave it to Selin's mother.

"It keeps her strong so that she can check more safely later..." Marca explained. "Well, she can swallow on her own."

After that, he continued: "let your mother rest and let the medicine play its due role. Let's go out first..."

"Sorry, I think I'd better use magic spells as little as possible outside the school - you move the tables and chairs first, we need a large enough space," Marka said, pointing to the middle of the hall.

When sailin heard this, she immediately waved her wand and stacked the tables and chairs against the wall with the floating spell.

"Is that enough? If not, I can get the bar away -"

"No, that's enough," said Marca, walking to the edge of the hall and starting to take things out.

It includes a thick notebook, several rolls of blank parchment, feather pen and ink bottle, his self-made water filling pen, and many magic medicine bottles of different models.

He was obviously going to start drawing his own Rune array that looked like a Muggle circuit diagram.

"You can sit down for a while, or go to your mother's -- I know you'll be very worried," Marca said. "When I'm ready, I'll call you."

Celine hesitated and nodded silently.

Maka didn't care about her anymore. Instead, she leaned down on the floor, opened her notes and pondered it carefully.

In fact, the steps he did this time were not much different from those he did last time. It's just some time since the first attempt, and during this period, Maka also checked her soul several times.

At the moment, there have been many improvements in the structure of the matrix and the collocation of runes.

Now all he has to do is fine tune the data according to Celine's mother's situation.

Before long, he drew a rune matrix on the blank parchment to meet the needs of Celine's mother. In terms of its accuracy, it is obvious that it has made great progress compared with the first time.

After many calculations, Maka poured a whole bottle of mercury like liquid with bright metal color into the center of the hall. Then the liquid spread rapidly and soon flowed all over the hall.

Suddenly, the floor of the hall was completely covered with this liquid, as if the whole floor had become a huge mirror.

After pouring the liquid, Maka immediately ran to the wall - he had to run away before the liquid solidified, so as not to leave footprints and affect the array drawing for a while.

After that, he began to mix the ink needed to draw the array.

Time is passing bit by bit

After entering the state, Maka is highly concentrated and habitually ignores the passage of time. It was not until he prepared the ink and finished drawing the whole array that he found several plates of cold food on the steps of the stairs.

Maka subconsciously looked up at the corridor on the second floor, but saw that sailin was lying on the carved wooden handrail, quietly staring at the mirror like floor of the hall.

On the floor, a purple and black Rune array that seems to have no rules looms mysterious blue fluorescence.

"Bring your mother down. It's ready here," Marca shouted to her.

Celine looked back, promised, then turned back and walked quickly into the bedroom.

Ten minutes later

"No matter what happens, don't be too nervous. I know. If anything happens, I'm ready to stop the inspection at any time..."

Maka told sailin carefully to ensure that she wouldn't rush up suddenly after the array was opened.

At this time, sailin's mother lay flat at a node on the array. On the mirror around her, complex purple and black lines and various strange symbols were connected with each other, which looked like a mysterious magic ceremony.

"... well, just stand behind and watch. I'm going to start."

After that, Maka took a step forward, and his left and right feet stepped on the only fracture of the whole array - he still didn't solve the problem of the magic source of the array. As a last resort, he had to play the role of supplying magic himself.

At the moment when Maka's other foot stepped down, those symbols and lines seemed to be alive, twisted, trembling and floating, bursting out a mysterious blue light, illuminating the whole hall.

Especially under the action of the mirror floor, the light is particularly bright. Runes and magic lines float up and down, looking wonderful.

But at the next moment, in the mirror under sailin's mother, a kind of black fog is slowly forming

Because the current array has been improved by Maka many times, the magic input is not as fast and large as the first time, so that the formation of skull becomes much slower.

Celine's mother is old after all, and her soul is likely to be damaged. She has impacted the conference and directly let her soul completely rush out of the body.

At that time, it will be difficult to plug it back again.

After a while, the skeleton composed of black fog finally formed in the mirror. It slowly opened its jaw and let out a faint roar.

Celine clenched her fist behind her, looked at the mysterious and frightening scene without blinking, and tried not to make a sound.

The skull was formed right under her mother, and the empty mouth was right against her mother, as if to devour her.

I'm afraid Celine will never forget this scene.

In the silent cry of the skull, a human shadow floated from Selin's mother's body.

No, actually, it's a "half" human shadow.

"... it's incomplete." Marca frowned and stared at the virtual shadow.

But under careful observation, he immediately found something wrong - the virtual shadow was incomplete. Yes, but at some fractures, there were faint strands of black smoke. Those things seemed to be

"Devour the soul?" Marca said to herself, "... What's that?"

Those black smoke can be attached to the soul, which is obviously not an ordinary thing. After thinking about it, he took a step back and lifted the operation of the array.

Then, the light gradually faded, the skull immediately disappeared, and the crippled soul of Celine's mother returned to her body.

"Celine," said Marca, "tell me all about your experience and your mother's experience in the United States at that time. The more detailed, the better! Especially some special places or strange objects."

Celine hasn't recovered from the shock yet. At the moment, she heard Maka speak and didn't have time to respond.

"Celine?"

"Oh, I'm sorry -" she was shocked, turned her head and looked at Maka blankly. "What did you say?"

……

On the other side, Hogwarts castle, in the Gryffindor common room.

"Ron, don't worry, speckles must have suddenly run there to play, and they will appear soon..."

Harry is comforting his good friend, while Hermione is not here for the time being.

"He's sleepy all day. Where can he go?" Ron doesn't believe it. He's always worried about whether crook mountain is chasing spots again - even eating them!

"It's all right. At least Hermione always holds crook mountain these days. It doesn't have a chance to run out to find spots." the comfort just now was unsuccessful, but Harry wasn't discouraged. This time he chose to go second.

"But maybe there are other cats?" said Ron uncontrollably. "Like... Like... Like Mrs. Loris!"

"Filch's cat doesn't like catching mice," said Harry immediately. "It just likes to look for students who violate discipline everywhere and report it to its owner!"

"But... But..." Ron said nervously.

"Don't be!" Harry advised. "Or let's look again! Hallways, other dormitories, or some other place, okay?"

"You're right, we should look again..." Ron stood up abruptly and ran to the stairs, "Oh - poor spot!"

Harry looked at Ron's back and shrugged helplessly. "He looks like Hagrid now!"