Chapter 409

"... you want to... Take them away?"

When Joshua saw Maka leading a group of ragged children out of the dungeon, his face showed an obvious panic.

Maka just glanced at him and went on. Behind him, the wounded children helped each other and silently followed his steps.

Different from Joshua, who had long been tortured and distorted, these children were still shallow in the poison, and somewhere in their hearts had not been occupied by obedience.

Even though they still dare not speak, they are surprisingly consistent in their actions.

"No, no... you can't take them... The master will..."

"Are you going with me?"

Marca stopped and interrupted him.

"... me? No, no... I..."

"Your master has abandoned you, hasn't he?" Marca still stood there without looking back.

"... i... but... Mark..."

When she heard the word "mark", Maka couldn't help but move in her heart. He suddenly turned around and looked at Joshua calmly, but his eyes were unusually sharp.

"So..." Marca looked at him. "If I helped you remove the Deathly Hallows, would you want to leave with me?"

"Go and remove? Impossible... I..." Joshua said incoherently, and put his hands trembling on his chest, which was where the brand mark was.

"Would you want to leave with me?"

No matter how shaken his heart is, Maka's voice is still flat.

Perhaps only to a certain extent, the "master" will give these children marks. According to Marka's previous observation, the branding mark should be completed by some kind of black magic.

"I... leave?" Joshua looked at Marca blankly. After a while, he said, "where can I go..."

"Think for yourself."

Maka dropped this sentence, then turned around again and walked in the same direction.

Joshua stood at the entrance of the dungeon, watching Maka's back farther and farther away from him. He watched the children have no interest in looking at themselves, and his hand gradually tightened.

After living here for so many years, he never considered what it would be like if he were free, but now the reality is clearly in front of him.

The wizard who is younger than himself... Can he remove the mark given to him by his master? The brand that tortures me day after day and year after year... Can it really be removed?

Maybe you can? That wizard is terrible... Maybe?

"... I'll go with you!" Joshua shouted suddenly. "I don't want to be beaten again! I want to... Live like my mother was still there!"

The dusty page of memory quietly opened in his heart, and the faded picture seemed to show up in front of him again.

"... really?" Maka finally turned back and looked at him from a distance. "It's a pity that I can't give you that kind of thing... If you want, you have to work hard by yourself. What I can give you is just a chance."

After that, Maka led the children to the direction of the restaurant, and Joshua, who was stunned, hurried to catch up.

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"Take off your coat and sit down in the chair."

In the monastery restaurant, Maka lit the firewood in the fireplace and urged Joshua.

There was a complex emotion in Joshua's heart. He removed his clothes in silence and revealed his thin and equally scarred upper body.

On his chest, the mark of death with the smell of black and purple was not obvious, because around the mark, those strange muscles and veins were much more eye-catching.

After he sat down in the armchair, Maka came to him with a staff and carefully explored the mystery.

"... there is no doubt that there is a curse on the mark. But..." Maka frowned slightly and felt the magic wave, "hmm? What is this redundant magic point?"

Different from ordinary wizards, he can clearly sense the close-up magic, and it will be easier to analyze the magic spell. Soon he found something suspicious in the obscure and complex magic wave.

He immediately took out a stack of manuscript paper and put it on the nearby table. Sometimes he touched the brand mark with his magic, and sometimes he attached himself to write and draw, as if he were calculating something.

However, when he observed the magic feedback again and leaned down again for the deduction, his hand holding the quill suddenly stopped.

Although he is especially good at analyzing magic spells, it also takes time. At present, it is far from complete.

What made him stop the deduction process was a particularly obvious magic wave!

Maka suddenly turned around. The feather pen in her hand had been thrown aside and clenched his staff again. In his eyes, what he saw was the black purple light emitted by the death mark on Joshua's chest.

Maka frowned, sensing the magic change, took a cautious step back, and put the magic wand between him and Joshua.

Then Joshua suddenly fixed his eyes on him, and the cowardice in those eyes had completely disappeared. What Maka can feel at the moment is a kind of depth with indifference.

"... Hello, boy."

Joshua spoke without warning, but his tone was full of vicissitudes.

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

Maka finally confirmed what he had deduced just now - it should be a magic spell that can connect from a long distance and forcibly control the soul of the cursed person.

"... what do you mean?" Marca said, looking straight into her eyes. "The parchment in Newmont gadry?"

A deep smile appeared on the other party's face.

"Don't be kidding!" Maka snapped. "Your plot won't succeed! I won't let you hurt any of my friends! With me, you can't step into Hogwarts even half a step!"

"Yes, I believe you have this strength," the other party nodded slightly, "but why don't you think about it? Where are you now?"

As soon as these words came out, Maka's face suddenly changed. After a short shock, her face was filled with strong anger. But before he said anything, the other party smiled gently.

"Well, what a kind child..."

Joshua turned his head, looked left and right, and nodded calmly.

"No wonder albus will choose you, which should be very to his appetite, because 'love' is his truth!" he said and sighed again. "It doesn't count to save a group of children trapped in the dungeon waiting to die. Even the child wants to save. You are a real Hufflepuff."

"But can you save everyone in the world?" he asked, looking at Marka.

"It's none of your business!" Marca glared at him and said fiercely. "Professor Dumbledore has kept you there for so many years, don't you have a trace of reflection? I warn you! If you dare to fight Hogwarts, I'll find you even if I search every inch of the world!"

"Really?" the other party nodded seriously. "I'll wait for that day! In addition, as a good friend of your teacher, I want to give you a word - why don't you go back to Hogwarts early?"

"What's the matter with Hogwarts? Make it clear -" Marca roared.

"Well... You have a very interesting wand!"

As soon as this sentence was finished, the dark purple light on Joshua's chest suddenly faded down, and the depth in his eyes gradually faded into a confused color.

As Maka stood in front of him, her anger suddenly cleared up and recovered her usual calm.

"Hiss -" Marca frowned and murmured softly, "it's only a few steps away from tracking. It's a pity."

Although he was a little angry, he was not so angry. In fact, from the moment he saw the parchment at newmond GAD tower, he began to doubt greenward's purpose.

The content on the parchment was very simple. Greenward used it to tell Marca that he wanted to make a comeback and restart the subversive cause terminated by Dumbledore.

Among them, he also specifically indicated that he would completely destroy Hogwarts without Dumbledore.

However, what is the significance of leaving such a thorough "crime notice"? Just to provoke people who go there?

Yes, it's provocation! Maka found the doubt on the spot.

There is no doubt that the guy who left this text, if not a fool whose IQ can't reach the pass line, must want to divert other people's attention.

But what exactly does that Garrett greenward want to do? But so far, Maka has no answer to this question.

Based on the principle that "the enemy's flaw is his own weight", Maka smashed newmengard on the spot, and smashed it cleanly and decisively, releasing his anger to his heart's content.

Even if he had only doubts, that's all.

Just now, greenward appeared inexplicably, which made Maka confused again. Because the other party's appearance this time is too abrupt and unreasonable.

What "as a good friend of your teacher, I want to give you a word", will the first generation of Dark Lord, who did everything to achieve his goal, say such words?

Marca doesn't believe anything anyway.

Of course, even so, he must go back. Even if he knew that the other party had other purposes, Hogwarts' safety was indeed an important point he had to care about.

"But don't be so anxious..."

Maka picked up the quill pen from the ground, confirmed whether the pen head was broken, then dipped it in ink and continued to deduce it on the manuscript paper.

Just now, while pretending to express his anger, he sensed something else from the brand mark in the launch