Chapter 722

"... can you really turn a blind eye to this?"

Even Maka didn't expect that Malfoy's dependence was himself... Or the one who asked Maka for help.

This behavior is undoubtedly ridiculous. However, what Malfoy said before made Maka have to think deeply.

Yes, Marca McLean is a calm and quick thinking person, and has a clear understanding of some dark corners between people. Therefore, he can see through events again and again and solve problems again and again by various normal or abnormal means.

As a result, he is really active. He is calm and rational, and sometimes he even seems too gentle, as if... It is as if the whole person is wrapped in an indestructible shell, which makes people feel very reliable involuntarily.

However, all this is just the impression and feeling of others.

As mentioned once in the past, Marca McLean is a complete coward. Perhaps it was the two generations that brought him some indelible influence, or maybe he was such a character. However, at least he knew that he was always afraid that the people around him would suddenly go away from him.

It's like he came to this world for no reason. He found that he was less familiar and more strange around him

Because of this, he will almost take the trouble to eliminate... To eliminate the things around him that are likely to cause anxiety to himself.

Among these things, there are absolutely negative people or things such as Voldemort, greenward, the monument of bewitchment and so on. His way to deal with this is to erase their existence in the world as much as possible;

Among these things, there are also girls like Willie, who is cursed by blood, Harry, who is troubled by Voldemort's ghost fragments, Ron, who has misunderstood him and lost his temper, and even Hermione, who has suddenly felt confused recently

Some of these disturbing factors, large and small, can even be regarded as a little adjustment in life, but he still doesn't want to let go at all. Even if he shoulders all the burden, he has to lend his helping hand.

However, he also knew that all he did was for himself. Marca McLean is always a selfish person. He is afraid that those people will leave him out of any accident.

Yes, Malfoy is right at all.

Compared with Maka, although neither he nor he was remarkable, as a bystander, he saw a lot of things very clearly - it's not surprising that all Hogwarts students could die several times if all the things that had happened in the past were added up, But the fact is that the vast majority of people live together safely. Although the life is breathtaking, it is unexpectedly peaceful.

If we hadn't fought hard to protect everyone, even powerful people such as Dumbledore and Marca couldn't have done so.

At this moment, Maka looked at Malfoy in front of her and then slowly nodded her head.

"I have to admit that you see a lot of things that others don't notice very clearly, which is really beyond my expectation. I think you can really say that you are a real Slytherin, 'smart, intelligent and unscrupulous'... And now this' ambition' is expanding to the point of being imminent..."

"Yes, you are right - my timidity and cowardice make it impossible for me to attack any companion, especially when that companion has clearly sent a signal for help to me."

Maka said calmly, "it's a pity that you don't see clearly enough."

"... what do you mean?"

Seeing Maka's words suddenly turned, Malfoy's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of coolness. He believed that the conclusion he had observed would not be wrong, but even if he still had absolute confidence in his reliance, he could not help shaking slightly.

"I mean it's very simple," Marca shrugged. "Isn't the key to this a problem of degree? That is... Do you really think 'Draco Malfoy' is very important to me?"

"You --"

As soon as Maka said this, the other party's face immediately changed.

"No, it's impossible! You have helped me several times! My father... My mother... My whole family... And... Don't you think I'm also your friend? Just now, just now... Your friend asked you for help again! Where's your disgusting kindness? Where have you gone!"

Malfoy's words made Maka laugh and couldn't help patting the other party's still stiff shoulder.

"Yes, sometimes my 'kindness' bothers me, because it always makes me run around and keep busy..." Marca smiled. "But I'm sorry, I'm a little selfish, and this' selfishness' always comes before the so-called' kindness'."

"And now you will inevitably make me feel... Maybe one day, my 'real friends' may be in danger because of your existence!"

Marca said, pressing Malfoy's shoulder to his side. His words made Malfoy feel as close as they sounded directly in his ears.

"Malfoy, I don't think you've ever had a real friend?" he whispered in each other's ear in a particularly low voice. "Now let me tell you a fact - in fact, friends are divided into many levels, understand?"

Before the words fell, several black spots drilled out of Marca's sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, Malfoy completely turned into a hard statue. Even the mixed expression of resentment and panic on his face was completely fixed.

"This boy, I didn't expect to say nothing at ordinary times, but he can see it clearly..."

At this time, Maka was still standing on the side of the statue transformed by Malfoy, but his previous gloomy look had been swept away.

At that moment, Malfoy must have thought that Maka was going to directly hurt the killer to avoid future trouble, so he was so frightened and uncertain. But the fact is that several alienated eight eyed giant spiders started at the same time, so that he was completely petrified without even time to respond.

This is certainly to ensure that the other party can not use some extreme means, but also shows the power of Maka. However, this "reservation" to the status quo is undoubtedly equivalent to... Maka indirectly admitted that the other party's speculation just now is not completely wrong.

This is Maka's weakness, always, otherwise he would not fall into the threat of the enemy again and again.

"What trouble!"

After shrinking Malfoy's statue and putting it away, Maka sighed gently - sometimes, weakness itself is actually the most powerful place, just like his "selfishness", which often brings him unparalleled strength at some of the most critical times.

Unfortunately, weakness is still weakness after all, isn't it?

"Huh?"

It was during the moment when he was secretly alert that a familiar and strange magic wave suddenly swept by him. The majestic air was mixed with a cold smell, which made his cold hair stand up.

……

There is always a first come, then come. Let's move the light hour hand forward a little. At a certain moment when Maka was chasing Malfoy to the East in the mountains and forests, a small figure just flew to the West from the coast with an ordinary broom.

Along the way, Ernst spent most of his time in midair. He was either shivering all over by the oncoming wind, or his skin was tight by the dazzling sun. When his mouth was dry, he wanted to stop several times, even if he had a rest in the sky.

But time does not wait. If he wants to find the lost opportunity for himself as much as possible, he must be cruel to himself. Coincidentally, he is such a person who does not admit defeat.

From the moment when the huge gap in strength did not bring him despair, he was destined to make every effort to move forward.

Perhaps it was his efforts that made a lucky goddess who may not exist give a affirmation. This time, although Ernst didn't eat the chocolate mixed with blessing, his luck seemed surprisingly good.

Ernst, who reached his destination in pain, first found the footprints left by Malfoy when he ran wildly in the forest - after all, his speed basically depended on strength, and the footprints were so conspicuous that they could be seen as long as he was not blind.

After that, he quickly passed the original magic barrier. Even he didn't know that there was an obstacle he might not be able to remove in his life.

When Ernst found that the footprints on the ground were interrupted there, he decided to continue in the direction of the last obviously straight footprints, and finally... He found the old temple full of years in a dark corner in the depths of the mountain forest.

The temple room was dark. Only by lighting the wand can we find a simple step to the depths of the earth. Those stone steps are high and narrow, so it's very difficult to walk.

But if you put the light mass at the tip of the staff lower, you can clearly see that there are many footprints coming and going on the stone steps, and the time should not be too long.

"... the place marked by the red circle on the map should be here. However... It seems that someone has been here... Is it Malfoy?"

As soon as he thought that the other party might have come here one step ahead of him, Ernst couldn't help accelerating his pace down. In the dark, only his own footsteps echoed