Chapter 773

At the thought that the other party may have completed a giant transformation, Maka can understand why those memory pictures suddenly become blurred.

I'm afraid there is only one explanation - this method that can deform in the direction of magical creatures must not be perfect.

As we all know, Animagus deformation will not allow wizards to affect their spirit after completion. In short, you won't really have to treat your life in a pig's way of thinking after you become a pig.

But now the man in front of Maka, while gaining the giant's physique, even his spirit is greatly close to the giant's blood.

"Boom -"

Maka took out his staff and waved it with a backhand. A piece of grass behind him suddenly surged up like waves in the sea. Then a huge wave of mud and stones flew into the air, and then beat it hard at the giant ASA.

This blow is not strong, but it can only be said to be average for ASA who has gained strange power.

The tall figure who was chasing Maka retreated two or three steps under the sudden impact, but the blocking effect brought to him by the "wave" seemed to stop there.

However, in fact, Maka didn't want to cause any damage to the other party by the first blow. All he wanted was to make the big guy pause a little.

At the next moment, ASA, who was a little confused, instinctively felt a softness under his feet. When he could respond, less than half of his whole body had fallen into the ground.

Compared with an ordinary person, this is equivalent to encountering a piece of quicksand, and there is still a kind of "life" and "consciousness" that can actively drag people down.

But Maka can feel that the strength of the other party is really amazing!

Judging by the guy's height and body shape, he can even compete with the real giant in terms of actual strength.

Just doing so, I'm afraid it can't offset the pulling force caused by the other party's continuous waving and slapping.

But of course, Maka can do more than that.

In the moment when the soft and flowing debris flow temporarily trapped each other, he suddenly raised his staff and waved it. The huge quicksand trap created by deformation was solidified in an instant and turned into a solid ground again.

At this moment, ASA was finally forcibly fixed under the ground, leaving only one head exposed.

The giant's resistance to the curse is not a joke. Maka made this choice largely because other means may not be able to control this already inhuman "big fool".

But can a piece of compressed and solid ground really completely suppress this guy?

When Maka was walking forward, several cracks suddenly spread from around the angry head, and there was a trend of continuous enlargement.

"Be safe first!"

Maka pestles the ground with his stick, and the crack immediately shrinks and closes, forming a whole again.

Before long, a large but not complex runic matrix was depicted around the head. Whenever cracks appear on the ground, the array will automatically take soil to repair the cracks, so as to ensure the integrity of this large lump of "cement cage".

Maka didn't spend much effort in the whole process, and the price is that the repair array won't last too long.

After trapping the guy who lost most of his IQ here, Maka first sent the fake sunflower to Hogwarts with the door key, and then went straight to the Ministry of magic.

It is worth mentioning that he did not change the human speaking plant back to its original appearance, but told it that it could stroll freely outside the Hogwarts gate.

For Maka, this is a great object to distract others' eyes and will be even more valuable than his other backers at Hogwarts.

……

About half an hour later.

Maka found that it seemed to be a very correct decision for him to go to the Ministry of magic and wait for the rabbit. Because soon after he hid in the dungeon corridor of the Ministry of magic, two suspicious figures immediately attracted his attention.

No one usually comes to the bottom of the Ministry of magic. There is no space below except the courtroom, temporary prison and a separate stone room leading to the gate of Azkaban.

However, the two people who went back and forth to the depths of the corridor did not hesitate to go to the deepest part of the corridor. It is clear where the destination is.

Except for the other four black robed wizards who betrayed inexplicably in advance, there are only "one and a half" of those who can provide more clues.

On this point alone, Maka has to be cautious.

"Eh?"

After seeing the face of the man walking in front, Maka couldn't help but let out a light sigh - he happened to know that face, which was the third assistant to the minister who was not very "friendly" to himself at the beginning.

Of course, it's all right now!

Leaving aside the unlucky young assistant, Maka thought more or less, and then quietly followed them, planning to see what the woman did when she lost Azkaban.

"Open the door."

When the two reached the deepest part of the corridor one after another, Milian, who was walking in the back, whispered an order, and the third assistant obediently stretched out his wand.

But then he had no follow-up action.

"... i... don't know how to open it... I'm not given this right."

"What?"

Millian was stunned when she heard it.

As Maka thought before, only auro and the Minister of Magic have the right to visit Azkaban, so Maka has never considered the possibility that the other party will find any assistant minister.

Unfortunately, perhaps these people have lived in London and have made a lot of investigations into the current British magic world, but there are still mistakes and omissions in intelligence after all.

But now that she had come all the way here, would Milian allow herself to be blocked by a door lock?

After several spells of unlocking or opening the door, she hesitated, suddenly concentrated and raised her wand again.

This time, makaden, who had been standing behind him and watching all this, raised his eyebrows - he could feel that the woman had mobilized a considerable magic.

"Is she going to blow up the black brick door frame?"

Marca doesn't know what her mission is, so he wants to see it again!

If there were too much noise here, it might be fine in the past, but now after a lot of security construction, I'm afraid it would disturb the whole Ministry of magic.

"Come on!"

She shook her head gently. Maka stretched out her staff and moved forward a little. She just helped her a little.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the door suddenly opened silently again, Millie was surprised when she settled down, and even hurriedly looked back at the corridor.

In fact, Maka was standing against the wall not far behind her. If she had stayed at the young assistant's house for a little longer, she might have guessed something now.

However, at present, she can only be suspicious. She is completely unable to determine whether she has been followed by others.

"Show up quickly!"

The chanting echoed coldly in the dark corridor, but no one or object appeared. Millian hesitated for a while before gritting her teeth and pushing back the door behind her back and retreating in.

And when she and the young assistant who was in a trance slowly retreated into the door, the door was immediately closed tightly.

Maka was not surprised that "the person who opened the door was locked outside the door". He simply stood at the door against the wall and waited to find out what was going on inside the door. It seemed to him that there was no obstacle at all.

Miriam inside probably stayed in the stone room with nothing for nearly ten minutes to be cautious. Maka felt the magic wave that was not strange twice in a row.

"Finally went in..."

After confirming that there was no one in the stone chamber, Maka conveniently pushed the door and went in, and soon disappeared into the arch on the stone chamber wall.

……

At the same time, over the smooth North Sea, a black helicopter is flying straight in one direction. On the fuselage of the helicopter, an inconspicuous gray pattern shows its ownership.

If Marca saw it, she would see it at a glance - it was a raven sign with a six pointed star in the background.

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the cabin. Although the helicopter was very noisy, it still couldn't cover the light words.

"It's off again... Further east... Cough... The island of exetus is right ahead."

It was the old man in black who got off the plane at London City Airport not long ago. Now he is sitting in the cabin with three men in black suits.

"OK."

Sitting on one side, seaman heard the response from his companion in his headset and immediately nodded at the old man.

"Well," the old man saw it and then slightly turned his head and looked at the sky outside the porthole window, "cough, I haven't been out for a long time. I really hope it will be smooth this time, so as not to... Cough..."

Seeing this, seaman quickly reached out and stroked the old man's back, as if he was afraid of an accident.

"Don't be busy, cough..." after coughing a few more times, the old man gasped hard. "Don't worry, I can't die... At least I won't die until I finish these things."

"Oh! Don't say that you can't die!" seaman shouted. "Only when we young people die, can we get you to die!"

"Hum..." the old man seemed to be amused by him. "Well, it's up to you."