Chapter 427

"Dinner has probably begun. Go back first! After I get Hagrid back to bed and settle down, I have to go to the office first -" Marca sat at the table. "We'll start our first party after dinner. We always have to prepare something."

After Hagrid was drunk unconscious, Maka and Luna talked for a while. The fire in the fireplace warmed the small wooden house, making the atmosphere more and more warm.

At least when Hagrid was completely drunk, the expression on his face was really relaxed.

At dinner time, after Luna went to the auditorium first, Maka gently put Hagrid on the bed with the floating spell, pulled the bulging quilt to cover him, and then returned to the round table to tidy up.

"... it's really a man with giant blood. The three barrels are almost empty?" he shook the small oak barrels on the table in turn, but only heard a very clear sound of water in the last one.

"Oh, I hope his mood can get better." Maka shook her head and whispered to herself, "if I have to say, I also have an unshirkable responsibility for this incident - go back to the forest and look after the remaining ordinary eight eyed giant spiders!"

Although this is not atonement at all, it is at best a disguised act of self satisfaction. But if she didn't do anything, Maka always felt that she would leave some bumps in her heart.

For Maka, who is on the way to magic, the fewer such bumps, the better. In this world, magic is closely related to people's spirit; Whether good or evil, good or evil, it is very important to maintain a clear conscience.

After tidying up the cabin where everyone had been hilarious before, Maka left quietly.

Hogwarts's dinner time always pays equal attention to taste and atmosphere, which will not change much after Dumbledore's death.

Maybe some little wizards will still have nostalgia for the kind old headmaster, because they will never hear his inexplicable jokes again from now on.

But for most students, the past always fades with the passage of time. A few years later, the greatest White Wizard of the present age, like other famous wizards in the past, probably turned into a fairly bright symbol on many papers.

This may sound sad, and even some people will feel worthless for Dumbledore's efforts, but it is undoubtedly a kind of "truth".

Some people say that when all people forget an existence, that existence will no longer exist; But some people will say that it is precisely because it can be forgotten that it just proves that existence once existed.

Maka, who had just arrived in the auditorium from her office, nodded calmly to the students as she passed the long table, and then sat down on the teaching seat that belonged to him.

When he slowly glanced at the chattering students under the hall, his heart was filled with some emotion.

"Maybe Dumbledore just wanted to understand this?" Marca couldn't help but secretly savor this hazy awakening. "Whether Muggles or wizards, they are small after all. Dumbledore, like me, is pursuing the true meaning of magic, but the road he and I have traveled is a different landscape..."

"... when I first opened the scroll of truth, I thought I had found a shortcut. But compared with the path chosen by Dumbledore, although my path seems short, it is obviously not a wise path!"

To be honest, Maka has gradually understood that he used to look down on modern magic, but now he finds that although the "power" of magic is gradually lonely, the road of modern magic is smoother than that of ancient magic in the pursuit of the essence of magic.

The ancient magic that directly uses the world rules is naturally amazing, but it is not conducive to understanding and understanding. Even if he is gifted, every attempt to study a regular Rune will consume a lot of energy and time, and even be trapped by it all his life.

Therefore, every generation of wizards are trying to improve in a clearer form, and all kinds of ancient magic texts have gradually come out.

Thinking of this, Maka can't help but admire the unknown wizard who created the generation of magic spells. After all, he can clearly see the broken rule runes that flash in the process of casting spells.

The wizard who can do this step is undoubtedly superior in wisdom.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, walked along the flat road paved by his predecessors, and finally realized the direction of life in his own way.

"This is the real wisdom. In comparison, I can only be regarded as luck and some self righteous little cleverness..."

Because then we have to take on the task of guiding the defense team. Different from teaching ancient magic lessons, it can be regarded as the magic way to really guide others. Therefore, Maka involuntarily began to re-examine her journey.

People often say that while imparting knowledge to others, they will deepen their understanding of knowledge.

To be honest, this is the first time Maka has faced up to the modern curse.

As early as the limit analyzed the cooling rune, in fact, his progress has been stagnant for a long time. Now, when he looked so carefully, he finally found his next direction.

"So, what Dumbledore said to me last..."

Marca still remembered that Dumbledore had said an unclear word to him at the last moment in the place full of fog——

"... continue along the... Road... I'll see you again..."

Continue along what path? At that time, Maka didn't respond in time, but now he vaguely understood what Dumbledore wanted to tell him.

"Then you might as well take a look along the road that our predecessors have taken!"

Maka breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up her fork, picked up a fresh and juicy meatball, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it. When the delicious and rich gravy spread in his mouth, his state of mind seemed to become much more solid.

It was at this moment that Luna, sitting on Ravenclaw's long table, looked at Maka. A pair of clear eyes flickered gently, and a trace of doubt passed faintly.

"... Dumbledore?" she said to herself subconsciously, looking at Marca.

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After dinner, Marca, Hermione, Harry and Luna first came to the stone wall on the eighth floor.

"I've told you how to make the room appear. Now try it yourself!" Marca motioned to Hermione.

"Oh, Harry -" said Hermione at once. "I've come to check it first. You'll try it this time!"

As Hermione spoke, the giant monster in the picture opposite the wall was beating the wizard who tried to teach him ballet. When Harry heard Hermione say so, he quickly took his eyes away from the poor wizard.

"Ah, ok..." he repeated the whole process in his heart again, and then concentrated his energy, "... Well, go through it three times and think about what you need..."

In this way, he paced back and forth in front of the wall, clenched his fists with his hands and stared straight ahead.

"... we need a big room where we can train our defense skills, because there are still a lot of people, so it should be at least as big as two magic medicine classrooms..."

When he turned around again, a simple double door suddenly appeared on the originally empty wall.

Luna stepped forward and without hesitation held the two door handles with both hands, and suddenly opened the door.

It's a very spacious room... No, it's not so much a room as a slightly dark large underground warehouse.

On the surrounding walls, there are some torches emitting blue light, which makes it look a little gloomy.

"What did you think just now?" Hermione asked Harry as soon as she walked in.

"Er, this is probably because I always feel that our actions are somewhat secretive, so..."

"Don't worry," Marca waved, and a bright light immediately lit up in front of him and floated lightly to the center of the ceiling. Suddenly, the soft and bright light showed the whole room.

"Well, except for a little black, everything else is very complete." Maka looked around and said, "especially those magic instruments - peepers, explorers, dark magic detection probes - these are commonly used props by Auror."

On the other side, there are also a row of bookshelves, on which there are some books related to the defense against the dark arts.

"Look at this!" Hermione excitedly let her fingertips pass over the books one by one, excitedly saying, "ordinary magic spells and cracking techniques, smart victory over dark magic, self-defense magic spells collection... Oh!"

She looked back at Harry again, her eyes shining and said, "great, you've done a great job in this regard! In this way, everyone can look up the books needed for the exercise in time!"

Soon, the students who had signed Hermione's list gradually gathered here. When the last student arrived, Maka, standing at the door, clicked the door lock.

At the same moment, the door leaf on the outer stone wall immediately integrated into the wall, and the wall changed back to its original state again.

"Wow!" most of the little wizards looked around and exclaimed. One of the students said, "where is this? Oh... There are too many unknown places in this castle. I bet I haven't been here once."

"Well," Marca patted her hands and walked to the middle of the room, "this is our training place from now on. At the same time, everyone will learn how to protect themselves... And our friends and family!"