Chapter 216

"Good evening, everyone of the Witt family!"

Under the dim street lamp, Maka gracefully saluted in an old and simple dark blue wizard robe. There is a strange sense of jumping in his tone, which makes people unconsciously associate with the way of reciting ancient magic texts.

But in the next moment, Maka, who bent down to salute, suddenly raised her head, with a creepy smile on her face.

"... Marca deHer, I wish you... The best!"

It is said that the deHer family has been a family of gifted wizards since their ancestors founded it. This has always been the case both in the mainstream magic research at the beginning and after the development of soul magic in the medium term.

However, the wisdom of the members of the deHer family did not bring them peace of mind.

Since the ancestor who created the deHer family, all outstanding family members have a very unstable state of mind.

It's better to say that there is only a linear difference between genius and madman, or that the family blood is deeply cursed from the source. In short, it is a powerful family that makes everyone confused.

On this point, loina's secret room library has only rough descriptions rather than detailed records.

For this reason, what Maka needs to do now is to try every means to understand the so-called "unstable mental state" and deduce it.

I have to say, the feeling of being a lunatic with a strange character... I don't know why, it's quite emotional.

"Dihel... Dihel family..." the old wizard of the Witt family frowned. The magic wand hidden in his sleeve was firmly held by him, and the shaking in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"No way! It's clearly written in the family chronicle. The deHer family was completely destroyed in ancient times! Where did you come from, boy?"

"Silence!"

At the old wizard's side, another middle-aged wizard suddenly asked questions, but was snapped by the old wizard.

"Mr. dihel... Although it's impolite, but... The dihel family was more than 3000 years ago..." the old wizard said seriously, "I don't know. What's the matter with Mr. dihel's sudden arrival? Is there any proof of identity?"

Although the old wizard asked so, he saw that Maka was no different from what was recorded in ancient books... Even worse, it made people feel a creepy sense of reality.

Maka straightened up until now. He put away his treacherous smile and nodded calmly.

"Proof?" he began to read inexplicably, "of course, the reasonable requirements that should be taken for granted... Of course! Then -- the question comes. I want to prove that I am me. What method should I use to prove it? SEMOS's soul balance theorem? Or goldger's soul mass equation?"

"Wonderful... It's so wonderful!" Maka Mao stared hard, as if he was going to stare out his eyes, and smiled inexplicably, "hum... Ha ha..."

Suddenly, the laughter that had just gone crazy stopped coldly. With a wave of his magic wand, a huge black fog skull 30 feet wide went straight to the members of the Witt family.

"... doesn't that prove it?" he rubbed his scalp with his wand, seemingly asking himself and talking to them, "Oh - it seems to be a little too complicated, isn't it?"

Obviously, Marca played hard.

Yes, it's "force"!

The more he invested, the more he found that if he wanted to play this role well, he had to risk cramps and make enough effort to make exaggerated expressions and actions as much as possible.

In order to try to frighten the Witt family, the magic that hit the soul he just cast is actually close to the limit of the spell itself.

After all, it's an incomplete spell repaired by him. Its lower limit is very high, but its upper limit is a little low.

If the other party has also been involved in soul magic, the effect of this spell is likely to be discounted, and it may even be completely resisted by the old wizard who is obviously not easy to deal with.

Although Maka still has several soul magic, the effects of those magic spells are not suitable for "greeting".

If he goes too far, it will inevitably lead to negative resistance from the other party - he is not here to kick this time. He has to grasp a problem of "degree", which is one of the difficulties.

Sure enough, although Maka is not sure what is recorded in abataier, it is certain that there must be books related to soul magic in the Witt family's collection.

The old wizard also showed his wand and moved forward seriously.

Silently, a seemingly invisible barrier flashed in front of him. The Black Skull released by Maka seemed to hit an elastic wall, and the speed slowed down with the naked eye.

However, it was a little slow, but the huge black fog skull shadow obviously continued to move forward. As a last resort, the members of the Witt family broke up and ran to both sides of the courtyard of the vestibule.

At the next moment, the old wizard who dragged the skeleton head virtual shadow on his own hurriedly avoided it. The skeleton head virtual shadow that broke away from the bondage accelerated into the hall of Witt's residence again and dissipated quickly.

"Powerful and strange soul magic... As described in the record," the old wizard looked at Maka carefully, and then nodded slightly. "The Witt family welcomes your guests. Please go to the hall to have a rest. I think the owner will be happy to meet you."

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"Old housekeeper... The young man who claims to be a descendant of deHer looks suspicious! His mental abnormality is like... Like..."

On the stairs to the master's study, the middle-aged wizard followed the old wizard and confided his doubts.

"Abnormal is reasonable..." the old wizard called the housekeeper narrowed his eyes. "According to some ancient documents, the members of the deHer family are all geniuses, but they are all crazy."

"But --"

"You don't understand..." the old wizard shook his head and said, "don't follow... Inform everyone in the family to treat the distinguished guest carefully without any slack."

After that, he continued to go upstairs and asked the owner to explain the situation.

A moment later, in the study on the third floor

"The deHer family... Since there are still descendants in that family, I'm not surprised that they chose to appear in this period. I'm afraid... They must have noticed the 'shock' more than two years ago?"

The current owner of the Witt family is also quite old. Just looking at his white beard and hair, it is estimated that Dumbledore is not a few years older than him.

But different from Dumbledore, the old man had a very deep ruthlessness in his eyes. In Maka's words - the old man is by no means a "good stubble"!

He was wearing a simple dress similar to Maka's wizard robe. He had a gold border on a black background and a welt family crest embroidered on his collar, which was simple and mysterious from the ancient times.

"Barnes and noble, since you have tested the young man of the deHer family... How do you feel?" the old master thought for a moment and asked about Maka.

"Powerful! It's completely consistent with the literature. The soul magic is unusually powerful! That's not the strength he should have at his age..." the old housekeeper said and hesitated, "but... He seems... To be the 'Marca McLean' published in the prophet daily before?"

"Dumbledore has another 'good student'..." the old master smiled slightly, and then said thoughtfully, "it seems that the magic world will not be peaceful again..."

"What about our Witt family?"

"Don't worry, let's meet the distinguished guest first..." the old master looked calm and said, "no matter whether the dihel family has already accumulated strength secretly, or has fallen and withered... Even if there is only one descendant left, it is not an existence that can be dealt with casually."

"I've informed them to 'deal with it carefully and don't slack off'."

"It should be so." the old master nodded, then stood up and said, "then go down and have a look!"

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Under the instruction of the old housekeeper that "there should be no slack", the Witt family, which always has strict rules and seems a little lonely, suddenly became busy.

The house elves kept working and planned to prepare a rich supper first; The family members who had fallen asleep were awakened one by one. Whether they were happy or not, they got up from bed first; The Witt house, which had only a few windows on, suddenly showed all the lights, bright or dark.

Not long after returning to the family residence, Charlotte, who was staring blankly out of the window, was also disturbed by the frequent footsteps outside the room.

She looked blankly at the door, then turned her eyes to the lifeless dark "sky" outside the window, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

As for what happened at home - what does it have to do with her?

On the window glass, Charlotte's pale but still beautiful face was reflected by the light. It looked haggard, but it contained some inexplicable strength.

"I don't know what the primary school brother is doing now... Is he still studying the magic principles that he can't understand?" Charlotte said to herself. "Will he... Still go to the old apartment building to find me? If he can't see me... Will he be worried?"

With that, Charlotte's face showed a long lost playful smile, just as she used to tease Marca at school, with an unspeakable beauty.

"Study your magic well, and the elder sister will look at you silently... And watch you grow into a great wizard more powerful than the headmaster!"