Chapter 718

"The activation of material elements... To some extent, it can also be included in the research category of 'giving life to dead things'. In this regard, it can also understand what the old African witch is doing."

While the players were concentrating on promoting the game, Maka sat on the sideline and couldn't help thinking.

He really couldn't understand alchemy, but after a lot of in-depth exploration in other fields of magic knowledge, there would always be something similar.

Therefore, before he could understand the combination of various materials in the crucible at first, he inadvertently remembered a special magic that was more or less similar to the steps of the old witch.

In fact, it is still a dangerous black magic. If it is successful, it can make a powerful body.

Maka vaguely remembers that there are two distinct parts of that magic.

The first part is the scope of magic medicine, which requires users to collect "blood relatives' bones", "servants' meat", "enemies' blood", and a lot of auxiliary preparation materials; The second part is the steps of magic mantra. While putting materials into the crucible in turn, read the mantra exactly. Finally, the caster jumps into the crucible and completes the transfer of soul.

If he had not suddenly been involved in Voldemort's incident and magnificently held his hatred, Voldemort would have resurrected and returned with this dark magic?

Now, Maka can feel that the old witch of the African delegation seems to be using something similar to that.

"Fortunately, the materials she used are generally high-level materials, and there are no materials with better results but obviously in violation of international law."

Obviously, the magic wave induced by Maka from the old witch's crucible attracted his attention precisely because there was a specious smell of black magic.

"In that case -"

Since the old witch is basically trying not to break the rules, it shows that the other party doesn't want to make an accident in this competition. Therefore, Maka soon moved her eyes to the swallowtail wizard.

Previously, he felt some sense of disobedience near the two people at the same time. Now he has understood the situation of the old witch in Africa. Naturally, he has to look at the specific situation on the other side.

At the moment, the handsome wizard in Tuxedo still fell on the stone slab and slowly depicted his alchemy array as at the beginning. To say the player with the least sense of change, sure enough, he is the first of the 12 finalists.

"Even the alchemy array hasn't been finished yet. What was that moment just now..."

The distance from the alchemy workbench of the players in the field from Maka is not far, so he can clearly sense the magic fluctuation near each other. No matter what magic discipline it is, it has something to do with all kinds of magic forms. Even in alchemy, he can detect something from the magic fluctuation.

Of course, whether we can correctly analyze and understand it, we have to say something else.

"Oh, it's coming again!" just as Maka focused on waiting for a moment, the feeling he had captured briefly flashed from nearby again, "that strange jumping movement - although I don't know what it is, it should be something very different from the old witch..."

Although it's hard to describe, if you insist on a comparison, it may be the feelings of "light and darkness", "positive and negative", "pain and joy".

But there is no doubt that what those two are doing is definitely more expected than other players. Because Maka has indeed sensed something... That can be connected with "life".

"Whether it's the black magic that people hate or the ordinary magic spell that everyone can't live without every day, in essence, there's no difference between high and low..."

After experiencing the alchemy of both sides, Maka couldn't help shaking her head gently.

"But anyway, the old witch of the African delegation is afraid to lose some of the" emotional points "between the jury and the audience," he said thoughtfully, "well, so is the contestant of the Egyptian delegation."

Even if almost the world's magic world knows that many wizards in the Egyptian magic world like to play with coffins, mummies and other ghost things, they are always uncomfortable watching the coffin board jump at the side of the field.

But generally speaking, for this final, Maka thinks it is still very interesting. Every change in the field makes the audience curious. Although it is not as exciting as Quidditch, it also has a different wonderful.

The inexplicable uneasiness at the beginning of today's game is slowly fading away. Maka is also ready to enjoy the changes of the next game.

The sun is approaching over everyone's heads, and the domestic elves who run errands to deliver lunch and drinks for the audience are gradually busy.

Just then, Maka suddenly turned her head and looked at the aisle behind the VIP seat.

"Professor McLean --"

It was not long after he turned back that a familiar figure immediately came out of the corridor and came straight to him.

"Alexander?" Marca called out his name as soon as she saw each other. "What's the matter? Do you want to see me?"

"Er, yes..." Alexander hurriedly said, "Ernst, he... He's really missing? Professor, do you know where he is?"

"Sounds like you have a good relationship with him?" Marca looked at him. "But if you really care about him, I think you'd better ask Professor McGonagall. On my side - you see, I can't leave for a while."

"Oh, well --"

Hearing Maka's answer, Alexander was obviously a little lost.

"In fact, I have been to Professor McGonagall, but I still think that if you were, you would know the current situation of Ernst..."

"I'm sorry," Marca said, reaching out and pressing Alexander's shoulder. "From your words, I can hear your concern for NES Taron - don't worry, I'll help find someone as soon as the game is over."

In fact, Maka doesn't care much about the winner of the event, but after the winner is determined, the old housekeeper Edward will appear on the stage together with Mrs. maxim, and timely disclose the major matters that have been prepared for a long time.

And that's why he had to stay here, no one.

If not, such as the sudden loss of a student, he will naturally participate in the search team for missing students without hesitation.

"Well, if you're really worried, you can go back to the castle and continue to look for it. You know, our Hogwarts castle, but even every headmaster dare not say he knows like the back of his hand..." Maka comforted him, "maybe you'll find something that no one else has found?"

After that, Marca patted Alexander on the arm, trying to say something more to encourage him. But the next second, he suddenly looked sluggish, as if he suddenly noticed something and stopped the movement of his hand.

"Well, that's it. Go back first!"

After he had finished speaking to Alexander, he turned back and whispered a few words to scrimgeor next to him. Then, despite the unexpected obstruction of the Minister of magic, he immediately passed Alexander, who had not left, and hurried to the exit of the stadium.

"Ah -"

Probably because he heard something incredible from Maka's mouth, scrimgeor stood up half with surprise on his face, but finally he sat back reluctantly. After a while, he felt that he could no longer sit down, so he got up and left in a hurry.

Only Alexander, because he had no idea what had happened, still stood in the same place. He only knew that at that time, Maka was passing away by the wrong body with him, and the expression on her face was unexpectedly serious.

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"Someone touched the protective magic I left in Albania, but... Who is it?"

Marca frowned and thought quickly as she ran to the school gate.

Because it is a very important place for him, he will certainly lay reliable magic around to prevent others from breaking in intentionally or unintentionally.

However, generally speaking, no one will run around in the deserted mountains and forests. Even if there is, it will only be people who approach inadvertently.

And that kind of person should be affected by the most peripheral interference magic before contacting the protective magic left by him, and unconsciously stay away from the location of the entrance.

If the object of "expelling Muggle curse" is Muggle, the object that he left to interfere with the magic effect is the vast majority of creatures, including wizards.

That place is not good. It's not a place where living creatures can get close at will.

However, even the magic he set is not omnipotent. Therefore, if one layer is not enough, there will be two layers, and if not, there will be three layers. After interfering with magic, there will be protective magic with warning effect. Now it seems that he is not wasting his efforts.

When Maka ran out of the school gate and was ready to use the door key to reach the entrance near the ancient temple, he suddenly thought of a possibility——

"There are not many ways to know that place... As far as I know, except for Voldemort and me, there is only Slytherin's secret room. Is it... The suddenly missing RNs Taron?"

Maka thought so, but soon denied her guess.

"No, what I used to block the inner secret room at that time was only a conventional modern magic spell, but no one could break it."

The next moment, with the expansion and contraction of space, he disappeared in situ in an instant.