Chapter 740

Maka had already figured out how to place the bewitching monument in Albania.

Once he went to the horse tribe and saw a huge mountain cave under the guidance of the horse elder. The cave is so big that even the huge ancient dragon bones can easily accommodate it.

Perhaps many years ago, it was a nest where dragons lived.

If the stone of bewitchment were stored there, it would be equivalent to leaving it in Maka's own hand - for him, it was undoubtedly a place within reach.

Unfortunately, the original horse tribe has completed the migration, otherwise, they can become a ready-made guard barrier.

"Well, anyway, now those elves are always walking in the forbidden forest. Just let those elves settle down here..."

Maka moved slowly step by step in the forest, and the huge bewitching monument floated above the canopy.

As he continued to go deep into the forbidden forest, the trees became taller and taller. This means that he must spend more energy to gradually raise the floating height of the giant monument, so as not to be hindered by dense trees.

To be honest, even for Maka, this is a very hard thing.

"I remember that the Sorting Hat said that this thing was erected in the forbidden forest before?" he thought to himself as he walked. "What was the reason Slytherin took it away at that time? Did he really have a dispute with Ravenclaw?"

After all, it was all a thousand years ago, and in the final analysis, it was all a private affair between the four founders. In this age, if you want to find out the real situation at that time, it is by no means as simple as going to the library to look through the materials.

Thinking about this, Maka had to think back to the book of sin. This, in fact, is the last thing he wants to investigate now.

"It's been so long, and the reality is quite different from the direction mentioned in the book..." he couldn't help sighing, "although it's not my original intention, can we say that the current situation is not much different from the choice suggested by 'the future me'?"

Voldemort lingered in the rune matrix of the isolated island tower in the form of a broken soul. His future fate depends on what Maka thinks.

Even Voldemort's backhand, the only variable, Draco Malfoy, has now fallen into Marca's hands.

"No, compared with the most ideal situation, the reality is still very different..."

At the thought of the unexpected resurrection of the despicable halbo, it is difficult for Maka to immerse herself in the full life of recent days.

Yes, he was lucky to win Haier Bo, and even crossed the other party's body to death.

But the biggest reason for the victory in that fight was that Haier Bo had been pressed underground for more than a thousand years. He just grasped the advantage of unequal information.

In the future, Haier Bo will make a comeback, and the trend will be more fierce than last time.

The ancient black wizard who invented the cultivation method of snake monsters and the manufacturing method of Horcruxes is not as easy to deal with as Voldemort.

"Horcruxes...?"

In Voldemort's life, Marca can sort out his distant memory by various means... And this is one of the reasons why he almost keeps Voldemort's hand every time.

But if it were the despicable halber, it would be completely different.

Among other things, the number of Horcruxes in halbo is the information he has no way to know. Even the original Salazar Slytherin could only suppress it in the form of a seal, rather than completely erase the future problems at that time.

If he always focuses on carrying and moving forward, the burden on him will make him more and more tired. In this case, it is sometimes a good choice to find some problems you have to think about and distract yourself.

Inadvertently, Maka had already reached quite a deep area in the forbidden forest.

"It should be in this direction... Is it coming soon?"

He was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a faint space distortion around him. Then, a small figure made Maka frown.

"Boy, why did you get this broken stone back? Didn't the old Salazar take it away?"

What appeared next to Maka was the "living key" that opened the royna chamber of secrets, a bronze Eagle transformed from the relief of the door ring of Ravenclaw's public lounge.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing this little guy again, Maka's mood was involuntarily dignified.

If you have to say, Maka doesn't want to see it at all. He just unilaterally holds the attitude of "retaining the status quo" because of incomplete information.

If possible, he might keep it all his life. He might be happy enough to live his life quietly.

As for whether lacvenlau is good or bad, and what happened in Hogwarts in the past... Maka doesn't seem to want to touch it at all.

At first, he was surprised by Hogwarts's admission notice, which probably left a little residue in his heart. But after all kinds of chaos in recent years, everyone will feel tired, won't they?

"Ga?" hearing what Maka said, the bronze eagle was unhappy. "Boy, you haven't taken the initiative to find me. I have to come to you myself. WOW! If the little girl didn't wake me up this time, the devil would know when I'm going to..."

At this point, he was stunned and then shook his head again.

"Well, speaking of... Is it the little girl who woke up the eagle?"

As she walked slowly forward, Maka listened casually to the words of the bronze eagle. When he heard the word "little girl", he couldn't help looking at the eagle at the top of his staff.

"Little girl?" he asked suspiciously, "who woke you up?"

"Huh?" the wordy little Eagle paused for a moment, and then said, "Eagle, I'm not interested in asking the name of an irrelevant person... HMM... no, I seem to have asked? What's the name? Loba FRA? Oh, light blond long hair..."

"Luna?"

In fact, Luna is not the only girl with long blonde hair among all the students in Hogwarts? But for Maka, this is equivalent to a conditioned Association.

And this time, he did guess right.

"Ah, yes, yes!" the bronze Eagle quacked. "The little girl's name is Luna Luna rozval. That's right!"

"It's' Lovegood '," Maka corrected casually, then frowned and asked, "Luna woke you up? What's the matter?"

In the library the other night, he had already reflected on his past thoughts.

Just as Hermione also needs encouragement and recognition, Luna also has the right to move forward independently on her own life path. What to do and what not to do, Maka should believe that she can judge and solve it by herself.

But today, it is obviously not so easy to let go completely, because Maka has been used to protecting.

"Wake up is wake up? What else can it be?" the bronze eagle spread out his wings and made a very humanized action, "just like your boy, knock on the door, answer questions, and then take her into the secret room..."

"So, Luna is also... 'candidate'?" Maka immediately asked, "but in recent years, she has walked in and out of your door many times, and she hasn't seen you wake up?"

"Yes!" the bronze Eagle shook his cerebellar bag, "so later, I found that the eagle master made a mistake... In short, she should not be the candidate, so I brought her out again soon. Roy NACK had told that no one who is not the candidate is allowed to enter her secret room... The eagle master made a mistake this time!"

Maka was relieved to hear that Luna was not a candidate. He knew that once he had a relationship with that title, it was not so easy to get away.

"Wrong?" Marcello glanced at the kitten hesitantly, but soon shook his head. "What did roener tell you that year?"

He really hesitated whether to learn about the past.

It is often said that sometimes the more you know, the deeper you will fall into - Maka knows that this sentence really makes sense.

But if he doesn't find the bronze Eagle himself, it can be regarded as "reservation" to the current situation; If the bronze Eagle shows up on his own initiative and he doesn't face it, it can only be said to be "escaping".

"Ga? What do you say?"

For Maka's sudden problem, the bronze Eagle seemed a little confused.

"That's the choice you gave me before I got the 'truth volume'," Marca explained. "You said that Hogwarts had a 'big trouble' left over. But when I asked you what the trouble was, you told me you didn't know..."

As she walked, Maka asked, "later, I heard your words and went to the branch hat many times, but it seems that the branch hat doesn't know."

"Oh, really?" the bronze Eagle nodded his head. "That broken hat... I thought his master's big mouth would leak out those secrets when he was drunk or asleep!"

"So you think..."

Maka said and looked up. Almost all the top of his head was covered by the dense canopy.

However, he didn't care about it and still looked up straight. It was as if he could see through the opaque verdant canopy and directly see the huge monument floating above.

"... what's the 'big trouble'?" Marca asked absently.