Chapter 601

This Valentine's day, Marca spent it with Willie.

Well, to be exact, he spent most of the day with Willie's blood samples. As for Willie herself, he had little leisure to bother.

This time, the examination of Willie was unexpectedly smooth. After a test for the so-called "Curse" yesterday, he soon found the abnormality of blood - which contains an extremely secret magic fluctuation.

If he didn't feel it carefully this time, it would be difficult to detect it even based on his sensitivity to magic fluctuations.

Anyway, it's always good to find the key so soon. Because of this discovery, Maka has a more targeted research direction, and Willie has taken the first step to get rid of the family genetic "Curse".

It was already dusk, but Marka was still concentrating on the analysis in the research room provided by Willie's father. The blood sample checklist assisted by various magic test reagents and spells was at his hand, and a large stack of draft paper in front of him had already been filled with various symbols and data.

This may be quite similar to the blood test in Muggle hospital, but in fact, the test process of magic response analysis only on blood samples is much more puzzling.

In fact, this is of course. After all, magic is usually something on the spiritual level. Nothing different can be found from physical detection.

By now, the blood sample in the test tube had become a strange viscous substance emitting various fluorescent particles. Each color particle corresponds to a targeted reagent test. Even the most advanced alchemical instruments may not be able to fully analyze the chaotic magic fluctuation.

But Maka relies on his own ability to refine the induction of magic fluctuations to an amazing degree. If he is far away, maybe he can't compare with those alchemy props, but close distance can give full play to his ability, which can be said to be more suitable for research.

But even so, if we want to study what this "blood curse" which is only reflected in the blood is, we can't draw valuable conclusions by relying on data alone.

"... at first I thought I had found something wonderful, but now it seems that this thing has nothing to do with the bewitching Monument and the ancient magic mirror?"

He sat at the table in the middle of the research room, gently touching the draft paper with the tip of a quill pen, his bloodshot eyes looming deep.

In fact, as soon as he sensed the secret fluctuation in the blood, the sense of deja vu became unusually strong. At that time, he almost certainly made a guess - this curse should have some unknown connection with the bewitching Monument and the ancient magic mirror.

Yes, looking back, all three can cause terrible disasters, which gives another strong side evidence.

But after he spent more than half a day comparing and verifying, he reluctantly found a fact - the three seem to have no so many connections at all. From the nature of magic to the effectiveness, it can only be said that they seem to have similarities, but in fact they are completely different.

"Is this a waste of time?"

Maka threw the feather pen in her hand into the ink bottle, and the whole person leaned hard against the cushioned back of the chair, pinching her forehead to relieve her fatigue.

In fact, he already had a considerable understanding of the bewitching Monument and the ancient magic mirror. The former shows the attachment and erosion of the soul, and the final goal is to completely control the soul; The latter is simply sucking and swallowing, showing a ferocious gluttonous posture from beginning to end.

As for the blood curse on Willie, it seems to have a certain effect on the minds of others from the effect it played underground last time. If there has to be a comparison, the similarity with the confusion spell may be higher than that of the bewitching Monument and the ancient mirror.

Of course, in terms of strength and scope, they are not of the same order of magnitude!

"No wonder Mr. brova wants to find someone to transform Willy's blood," Marca picked up the nearby test table, shook it gently and made a loud crash. "However, until the real reason is found, blood transformation alone may not be able to get a positive and effective result..."

Even if a wizard's blood transformation technology is strong, the transformation process will also contain all kinds of unexpected dangers. This is a magic research with both risks and opportunities. In the modern magic world, the transformation of biological blood has long been banned by the International Federation of wizards, which is precisely for this reason.

In history, Merlin is a very famous blood transformation master, but in his glorious life, he also left an indelible stain because of many transformation failures?

Marca didn't dare to take risks to transform her blood on Willie. For him, it was completely different from doing it on aragok, an eight eyed giant spider.

Even Maka may not have a high bottom line in ethics, but there are enough reasons for him to be cautious in the emotion of knowing Willie.

He thought more for a moment, finally shook his head, stood up, bypassed several experimental tables filled with test tubes, flasks and crucibles, and walked slowly to the door.

After a long period of research, without much breakthrough, he decided to take a walk to clean up the thinking solidified by a large number of data and theories.

When he opened the door of the laboratory, a dazzling sunset shrouded his whole body from the window hole in the opposite corridor, relaxing his tight nerves.

"Mr. McLean, you're out? Do you need some dessert and tea first?"

Yes, Willie's father took great care of Marka, and even equipped him with two maids. It can be said that she opened her mouth and clothes to reach out to him. In fact, if Marca declined once, Mr. brova wanted to allocate twice as many people to him.

"No, No." Marca smiled and shook her head at one of the maids standing by the door. "I said, you don't have to stand here all the time. Why don't you go in and sit down?"

"No, how can this work." the other party immediately said seriously, "the master has ordered that no one can disturb you when you conduct research - even the master himself. Our task is to stop all interference factors for you. How can we make mistakes by ourselves?"

"In fact, my anti-interference ability has always been good," Marca smiled and waved her hand. "OK! Do what you should do, and I won't embarrass you... Now, take me to your lady! You can take a walk on the way."

"Yes, sir," said the two maids in unison.

The overall space of this laboratory in brova fort is not small. The place where Maka stayed just now is just one of them. The laboratory is located at the innermost side of the south of brova castle. From the corridor is the big square in the center of the castle. At this time, it is close to sunset, and the sunset is particularly brilliant.

The tower where Willie lives is located on the other side of the square diagonally opposite, not far away. Uh... I mean -- if you don't calculate the width of the square.

As a castle composed of four buildings, the Castle Square in the center is surprisingly wide, which would be too big to take it as a Quidditch field.

Maka strolled behind in the open square, bathed in the warm evening light, and couldn't help feeling comfortable for a while. He took a walk and followed the maid who led the way to Willie's tower.

"Mr. McLean, are you looking for Miss?"

Before entering the gate at the bottom of the tower, Maka was stopped by a gatekeeper.

"That's right," said markadon, stopping and thinking, "it's Willy. Isn't she here?"

When the other party heard the speech, he even nodded: "yes, Miss went to the greenhouse. If Mr. wants to find her, you can go there and have a look."

"Greenhouse?" Maka wondered. "I remember when I came here a few years ago, there was no greenhouse here?"

As he noticed, there was no greenhouse in brova castle in the past. Last year, Mr. brova transformed it according to his daughter's hobby.

"Oh, yes," replied the guard, "it was just built last year."

"Sir, if you want to go to the greenhouse, please go this way -" the maid around Maka reacted quickly and whispered immediately after finding that makado was about to pass.

"Well, please show me the way."

After nodding to the guard, he went to the southeast of the square under the guidance of the maid.

The greenhouse is naturally easy to identify. Before long, Maka saw an arc-shaped greenhouse composed of transparent partitions from a distance. Inside, it was lush and green, which can be seen from the outside.

In the middle of the greenhouse, a small figure with long silver hair stood at the table and seemed to be changing pots for several plants. With a small shovel in her hand, she skillfully turned the soil. Although her side face was still expressionless, Maka could feel that her interest seemed very high.

Speaking of it, it seemed that Maka was quite happy to live in her own house. She had no friends to accompany her since she was a child, but now she has Maka. This sense of sureness and peace of mind is something she has rarely experienced so far.

"Willie?"

Maka pushed open the door of the greenhouse and shouted.