Chapter 195

Luna is Luna. Even walking in such a dangerous place, she still looks carefree and contented. She followed Marca, sometimes in a trance and sometimes in a whim, as if she had just woke up from her sleep.

To tell you the truth, this is really not a good place for a walk.

It's dark all around. You have to rely on the magic wand to illuminate everywhere; From time to time, the tentacles of bad luck thorns suddenly hit you behind. You must always be distracted from defense; Coupled with all kinds of strange magical creatures, it will always easily break the leisurely atmosphere

"Maka, do you think there will be horned snorers here?" Luna's silver gray eyes flashed, with a faint smile on her face.

"Who knows?" Maka thought and whispered, "maybe there will be? Why don't we look everywhere..."

Luna nodded happily and stretched out a delicate finger in a certain direction.

"... before, I heard something shouting over there." she looked a little excited, with a kind of pure happiness in her eyes.

Maka followed her closely and watched her running around the maze, whether she was in the right way or not.

He always feels relaxed with Luna. Even in the depths of such a gloomy and terrible maze, she will become as relaxed as a field outing because of her existence.

After receiving Luna, his task will be completed.

Next, all he had to do was wait - as long as he was still in the maze, even if he was alone, the game must continue until the last sand in the magic hourglass fell to the bottom of the bottle.

Then he has to do what he should do

"Luna, I want to ask you one thing."

"What?"

Luna looked back and blinked her big eyes.

"Next, I might..." Marca hesitated and finally shook her head. "Forget it... Anyway, don't get close to Harry and them next, can you?"

"Huh?"

Luna stared at him quietly for a moment, but didn't promise soon.

The two continued to walk forward, and Maka looked at Luna's back. The original light mood became heavy because of something.

Just then, he suddenly heard a fight coming from not far ahead.

"Wait first."

Maka pulls Luna behind her and stops.

Listening to the sound, it seemed that Harry was fighting some creature. The roar after roar was full of wild power. It sounded like the roar of a lion.

He looked at Luna behind him and wondered if he should go over and have a look.

"Well prepared in advance, at least the second event should be no problem..." he hesitated and decided to take Luna away from the battle.

However, Luna doesn't worry as much as he does.

"Don't you go and have a look?" she looked at Maka and said seriously. "Someone is in danger."

"Weren't you more dangerous in the past?" Marca replied jokingly.

Unexpectedly, Luna was not as absent-minded as usual. She looked straight at Maka and stubbornly repeated: "... Someone is in danger."

Maka was stunned when she heard the speech.

"Mom often says... Everything we lose will come back by ourselves, but usually not in the way we expect." she said, shaking her head gently, "I don't like losing things, but my things often disappear mysteriously..."

She thought for a moment and said, "it must have been the hook, didn't it?"

"Lose something?" Maka looked at the direction of the voice and said thoughtfully, "I don't like it very much, but sometimes... Yes, it must be the hook."

Luna smiled and turned to walk that way.

Maka sighed slightly - he understood what Luna meant. This sometimes confused and sometimes spiritual girl just wanted to tell him that some things had better not choose to escape.

Luna is really eager for friendship. She doesn't want to lose them. If you accidentally lose them, when you face them again, I'm afraid it won't be the original taste.

So when someone is in trouble, she always tries to help. Maybe she didn't do so well, but it was an effort that only belonged to her.

"It seems that she is destined to be involved..." Maka doesn't know what to do. After all, he always has no way to these kind people.

He still followed Luna and hurried to the scene of the battle.

The first thing that comes into view is a red flame. The extremely high temperature makes the air slightly distorted, which contains an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

The one who sprayed the flame was a strange beast with a lion's head, a goat's body and a fire dragon's tail. The mane between its neck kept fluttering and flying in the running, looking majestic.

It's a chimera beast. The magic part class level is "xxxxx". It's a magical creature with a dangerous degree very close to the snake monster.

And in front of the chimera, a figure was rising from the ground. It seems that he just fell heavily on the ground in order to avoid the flame from the chimera beast.

That man is Harry Potter.

Just then, a cold light flashed from the opposite corner and attracted Maka's attention.

"Hermione?"

Yes, that's Hermione who just separated from Maka. At this time, she was standing aside, nervously looking at Harry in the field, and her hands

"Is this addictive?" Marca muttered to herself. "Dumbledore is really generous..."

In Hermione's hand, the exquisite long sword reflected the light of the flame emitted by the chimera beast from time to time, and people's eyes were unconsciously attracted by it.

"Marca?"

Luna beside him suddenly pulled his sleeve and called softly.

"Don't worry, there's no problem yet." he looked at the situation in the field and comforted, "if there's danger, I'll help in time."

The most troublesome thing about chimera is its endless flame, incomparably vigorous energy and strong defense.

Once a wizard rode a flying horse and fought with a chimera beast all day and night. He was driven back by the flame of the chimera beast one after another, and there was nothing he could do with the ordinary attack. Until finally, he killed the other party with a spear with a fire spell.

It is said that the wizard finally fell off the Pegasus and died because of exhaustion.

"Harry, here comes the broom!"

As Marca watched carefully, Hermione shouted to Harry.

Harry looked back and just saw his flying broom rush out of a passage. He hurried to avoid another fire attack from the chimera again and sat on the flying broom passing by him.

This is a maze area with a top wall. It's impossible to fly high. But the broom was still very useful. At least Harry wasn't so embarrassed in avoiding.

He lowered his body, passed a flame, and then turned and rushed to Hermione.

"Catch it!"

Hermione threw the Gryffindor sword to Harry.

I can see that they must have practiced many times. This time Harry picked it up very steadily. When he turned over with a sword in his hand, Hermione hurried into the maze.

The next second, a flame fell straight on where Hermione had just been, and even the bad thorns around that corner were charred by the powerful flame.

Harry saw Hermione hiding in time and finally had no worries. He gave a loud shout, played his skill of avoiding the swimming ball, and quickly swam up in the continuous fire.

He was approaching the chimera little by little.

However, the chimera beast is not so easy to deal with.

It gave a sudden roar, the lion's head swung suddenly, and the flame "splashed" on Harry, forcing him to pull up the broomstick and fly backward for a distance.

Chimera's flame was so hot that Harry even felt that the ends of his hair were about to be lit. If it is rubbed, it will turn into a lump of coke immediately?

But the battle had to continue because Ron was still waiting behind the magic barrier opposite!

It was another burst. The broomstick took Harry across several arcs in succession, trying to re approach the chimera while avoiding the fire.

When the chimera wanted to do it again and sprinkle a fire rain again, Harry suddenly rose from the ground, almost passed by the top wall of the thorn, and circled behind the chimera at a very fast speed.

But he did not expect that behind the chimera was not a blind spot.

The dragon's tail was thrown and the powerful force hit Harry directly in front of him. He reacted quickly. When he lifted the broom, he wanted to turn over and avoid the whip of the dragon's tail, but he was still a little worse.

The end of the dragon's tail rubbed the branch of the broom's tail. With a loud crash, the broom lost control and rushed straight to the thorn hedge on one side.

The chimera roared again, opened a huge mouth at Harry's landing position, and the flame in his throat had reached his mouth.

"Flying sand and stone."

Marca stretched out her wand and beat the chimera's head away in time. The flame fell to another position, helping Harry avoid the fate of being roasted into a meat kebab.

"It's really hard..."

The strength of his magic spell was not small, but others just tilted their heads and didn't hurt at all. In terms of defense against magic alone, it seems to be higher than the basilisk.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Maka shouted to Harry, who fell in the corner, as she continued to emit spells and deal with the chimera.

"Oh - Marca?" Harry reluctantly got up, and he said with difficulty, "thank you... I feel like my ribs are broken... Uh... Uh..."

"Then --" said Marca, suddenly feeling something wrong. He hurriedly waved another magic beam at the chimera beast and hurriedly turned his head to look at it.