Chapter 548

I don't know since when, the whole brova Castle knows that there is a flame spitting flower in the castle. The flower is bright in color and looks like a dragon's head, and even occasionally roars like a fire dragon.

As we all know, it is Miss's favorite flower, because miss takes care of it herself every day. However, this flower was not planted by the young lady at first, and few people know about it.

Marca was dragged all the way to the remote tower by Willy's sleeve, but he had just walked out of the stairs leading to the top of the tower, and there was a flame rolling towards him.

In order to prevent his handsome face from being baked too crispy, he waved away the flame very quickly, and then he was able to see the Rafael dragon kiss that was still waving its teeth and claws.

This magical plant is very strange. Except for the root, all other stems, leaves and flowers can move freely. The calyx and petals will gradually grow from the bud to the head shape of the fire dragon according to the dragon blood type watered by the grower.

The multi Raphael dragon kiss raised by Willie uses the blood of Catalan Fireball Dragon.

In the sunlight, as like as two peas of dragon heads, which are always emitting dragon's breath, the gleaming dragon heads are slightly gleaming, and the slightly fierce and fierce dragon heads are almost the same as the real ones.

"Roar -"

As it opened its mouth and roared, a gust of air suddenly surged past, making Willy's white hair flutter in the wind.

It looks a little grumpy and obviously isn't very happy that Maka is here.

"It, I don't remember you..." Willie blinked her eyes and her tone was as plain as before, but Marca thought it seemed to have some funny meaning.

"The last time I saw it, it was still a seed!" Marca said casually, looking around at the strange flower with interest.

This Raphael dragon kiss is not easy to see. The wild may have been completely extinct long ago. Only some very rich magicians will choose to cultivate one. You know, just daily continuous dragon blood irrigation is not affordable for ordinary wizards.

However, there is usually a return. If you really cultivate a Raphael dragon kiss, you will have an inexhaustible high-energy catalyst. Although this catalyst can also be purified from dragon blood, it can not even compare with the secretion produced by real dragon blood in terms of its catalytic effect in some aspects.

It just seems... Willie planted it, as if it was just for viewing and boredom.

After they looked at the flowers quietly on the top of the tower for a while, Marca's eyes flashed over Willie, and then gently turned to the blue sky.

At the top of this towering tower, you can see far away, and the distant horizon forms an arc in your field of vision. Below the dividing line is the hazy Muggle City, while above the dividing line is a clear blue sky and white clouds.

Willie never spoke much. Her indifferent eyes looked silently at everything around her - at the flowers, at the sky, and occasionally at Maka, who had not seen her for a long time.

Although neither of them spoke much, the feeling of peace was not boring.

"Willy, do you still want to go back to Hogwarts?" after a while, Maka asked.

"Yes."

Willie nodded without hesitation.

"I'll have to go to busbarton soon. I'll come back when I deal with the matter over there," Marca said clearly. "I'll check it for you then. If possible, I'll find a way to solve the curse in your blood."

When Willie heard it, she blinked gently, and then nodded her head again.

"OK."

She replied.

Marca is almost certain that even if he succeeds in lifting the curse, Willy's character formed since childhood will be difficult to change again. Maybe she can show a warm smile like in the underground stone room of the dark spirit Pavilion, but if she is asked to make more and richer expressions, she may not succeed.

People's habits are terrible. If you gradually adapt to them in a certain state, the longer time passes, the harder it will be to correct them again.

Willie may find that even if the seals and curses that have bound her disappear, her life will not necessarily change more.

It was cold, and there was another heat wave behind it, which suddenly interrupted Maka's thoughts. He waved away the rolling fireball, and his sight moved back from Willie's white hair to the endless sky wall, but he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

After that, he stayed at Fort brova for a night. The lunch and dinner on that day were quite sumptuous. Willie's father, Lord brova, personally accompanied her to dinner, and even specially arranged two servants to take care of her daily life after dinner.

Not to mention anything else, at least in such a big brova fort, it's always good for someone to lead the way anytime and anywhere. After all, the old housekeeper has to deal with a lot of affairs. It's impossible to walk around with Maka all the time, isn't it?

That night, Maka slept quietly in the soft and comfortable bed all night until she was carrying the surname "Bulova" anyway, although her kinship may be a little far away.

Maka estimated that the serious looking steward was probably approaching her thirties. Just looking at her appearance, she looked quite capable. If you put it more bluntly, it is a typical strong woman of this century.

People like her who often work for the family attach great importance to rules and everything. Since Mr. brova, as the owner of the family, has always shown great respect for Marca, she, who is used to observing her words and expressions, will not lose her courtesy.

In the carriage, she always stood beside Maka, without the slightest intention of sitting down. In the end, Marca couldn't see it anymore. She repeatedly asked her to sit down and have a rest. Only then did she reluctantly sit down carefully in the seat in the carriage.

Looking at her sitting posture, I don't know. I thought the chairs were full of steel needles!

The flying speed of Thestrals is very fast, and they have a strong sense of direction. Once they have a target location, they will never go out of the redundant line. Soon, Maka saw from the window of the carriage that busbarton castle had slowly appeared in his vision.

This magnificent palace castle is located among the mountains. Compared with Maka's last visit, there seems to be more light spots flying in the air. He thought about it and knew that those must be the mountain fairies living around busbarton.

Spring is the most active period for these beautiful fairies. They are usually very proud, so they don't like to appear in front of Muggles who don't know magic, but among wizards who can also exercise magic, they always like to show their beauty.

In fact, this is a group of little guys who like to join in the fun.

Recently, busbarton castle has welcomed many distinguished guests from all over the world. They meet quietly in this beautiful palace. For such a "high-grade and high-style" party, those fairies who especially like to show off will certainly not miss it.

As the human Vernon pressed the front of the car and dived into the open space in front of the busbarton castle, most of the wizards who were enjoying the beautiful scenery in the garden in front of the palace looked up. When they saw the emblem on the carriage, most wizards whispered to the people around them.

"The people of Hogwarts are coming -" that's what almost all the people talking about call it.

In the global wizarding world, wizards usually don't see Hogwarts and the British wizarding world as one, as they have been for a long time.

As we all know, in the modern magic world, although Albus Dumbledore, the world-renowned white wizard, did raise Hogwarts as a whole. But before that, this magic school was already famous all over the world.

Since the establishment of Hogwarts School, a large number of wizards with names have been trained, and their influence on the whole magic world has correspondingly fed their alma mater. Albus Dumbledore was neither the first nor the last, and now Marca has become one of them.

When Maka opened the door of the carriage and appeared in the sight of the people with an affectable calm smile, everyone's attention focused on him.

Obviously, everyone wants to see with their own eyes what the young wizard who solved the two generations of the Dark Lord is like.

But soon, the Wizards whispered in their hearts - is this boy too young?