Chapter 820

"No one forced us, we are voluntary."

When Marca asked about training and tasks, millian replied.

"We are all homeless children and brought up by grandpa Raven. If it weren't for Grandpa raven, I'm afraid few of us could live by ourselves."

"In fact, Grandpa Raven gave everyone enough time to make a choice. Many children did go another way with us... Because from the beginning, we were told of the cruelty and danger of training, which not every teenager can bear..."

Through Miriam, who was affected by vomit, Maka really got some information this time. More importantly, this semi forced and semi voluntary form of Q & A, as Maka expected, did not lead to some very bad outcomes.

"The cruelty and danger of training?"

Maka is very interested in this so-called "training".

As far as his current feelings are concerned, old Eun's physical abilities are mostly different from ordinary people. Especially for ASA and seaman, the deformation direction of giant and Thunderbird even exceeds the basic limit of Animagus deformation.

It's a wonder to be able to change into a magical creature with blood ability even in ancient times!

"Because... Could die?"

Maka once saw a magic notebook in the forbidden area of Hogwarts library, which recorded Merlin's human blood transformation experiment.

One of the research purposes of those blood transformation experiments aimed at wizards is to challenge the magical biological Animagus deformation.

However, one thing Maka clearly remembers is that the experimental record called the book of juez failed to achieve the research goal in the end.

Is that Eun Ravenclaw better than Merlin? No, even if he has enough time to improve the theory and practice of blood transformation, he can't be compared with Merlin who has the blood of Nightmare (male demon).

You know, it is said that Merlin is a wizard who can naturally change into all kinds of creatures. She has unique convenience in the study of blood and blood.

Therefore, as soon as Maka heard the sentence "cruelty and danger of training", she suddenly thought of the consistently high failure rate in the blood transformation experiment.

"Yes, usually more than half of the ten children will lose their lives in the initial training, and the remaining children may not be able to succeed. This fact is also clear to everyone."

Millian nodded calmly.

"I know what you want to ask... Grandpa Raven never forced us to do anything, including this' initial training '."

When she said the latter sentence, Maka knew that the effect of true spitting agent began to weaken. By now, however, he had learned almost everything he wanted to know from each other.

"So, can you also transform into some magical creature?"

Maka asked casually, but saw a flicker of hesitation on millian's face. It was obvious that most of the question she was unwilling to answer.

"... poisonous horned beast."

"Oh, this is really..."

Marca's smile was a little subtle.

After all, for a beautiful woman, if she wants to become a creature like a giant fat rhinoceros, her heart must be very resistant.

"Well, the last question -" Maka said, "what do you know about the wizard 'despicable halbo'?"

……

ASA kept moving forward in the black market and saw a lot of messy wizards along the way.

After the destruction of black market exports, some chaos is gradually spreading. Even if someone is trying to maintain order, the effect is not ideal.

On the contrary, it was the dark spirit Pavilion. Those goblins were still taking turns to send guests out of the black market. In order to earn more popularity, several goblins were carried to the lounge because their magic was exhausted.

With the desperate posture of the goblins, there were many people at the door of the dark spirit Pavilion. They all came to queue up to leave here.

Not to mention the original intention of these goblins, at least in maintaining order, I'm afraid only the dark spirit Pavilion can really do it!

Asaph secretly kept in mind the situation in the black market.

He knew that all he had to do now was wait, waiting for the Witt family to take the initiative to send a letter to meet him. At that time, he will have to go to the Witt house to carry out the next stage of his mission.

To tell you the truth, it was by no means an easy job.

"If there is an urgent need to escape the black market, the dark spirit Pavilion should be a more appropriate option."

ASA looked at the teams that were shrinking and then filled by the latecomers, and secretly calculated that the exit found by Milian could not be used as much as possible when followed, which could effectively avoid causing trouble to Milian.

On the side of the dark spirit Pavilion, although there are many people lining up, the efficiency of goblins sending people is also very high. It didn't take long for a wizard to be sent directly to London.

While pondering over the details of his later visit to the Witt family, he approached the most crowded place at the door of the dark spirit Pavilion.

"Hey, man! Do you know how bad the exit of the black market is?"

ASA actually wanted to know the situation at that time. At that time, he slipped so fast that he didn't know whether there was any other major event later.

However, I'm sorry to say that the insiders of this matter are Haier Bo, the old master of Vit and Maka. Even the other Witt family members who were also present at that time were basically confused.

"You ask me who I'll ask?"

The wizard asked by Asaph turned his mouth, ignored Asaph, and went straight to the dark spirit Pavilion.

After asking several people in a row and not getting the desired answer, ASA had to give up this inefficient practice for the time being.

He found a place to sit around the dark spirit Pavilion and planned to take a break and observe the situation in this place with the largest flow of people.

"I don't know what happened to Milian..."

At the thought of the woman who almost grew up with him, ASA couldn't help feeling.

Yes, he always liked Miriam. Although they hadn't met for some time before, the more they couldn't meet, the more he missed.

It's just that he never wants to convey his mind to each other.

No way, their life may be interrupted at any time, and under this premise, what is the need to talk about feelings?

……

Not many people know the chaos in the black market.

To put it bluntly, this is the biggest gray area in the British magic world. There are not many wizards here. Although there are still a lot of leaders there, if we do a general survey, we will find that at least four of them come from foreign magic circles.

What's more, it's already night.

Hogwarts castle, as usual, is quiet. Most of the window openings here have been extinguished. From the outside, the towers of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor colleges are still shining.

In the Gryffindor common room, everyone was doing their homework with their heads down. Although the little lions are still making a lot of noise, the learning atmosphere has become more and more intense in recent years.

Harry and some of them were also lying on the round table, buried in the most difficult paper on the history of magic.

"Harry, did you think of any clues about the reason why you woke up from that state?"

Hermione had already finished her homework. If she had followed her usual habits, she would have been immersed in the literature of ancient magic literature.

But today, she seems a little restless.

"Oh, no..." Harry raised his head with a quill. "I probably don't have time to think about it before I finish my homework."

Hearing the speech, Hermione pursed her mouth first, and then reluctantly waved her hand.

"Then do it quickly!"

Harry saw that she seemed a little uneasy and said tentatively, "Hermione, are you thinking about something very complicated again?"

"No."

Opposite the round table, Hermione turned two pages of the book spread out on the table, then simply closed it and put it aside.

"Don't worry, I'm fine... What I think is not complicated at all."

Ron tilted his head and looked back and forth between Harry and Hermione.

"Harry," he thought about it and suddenly asked in a low voice, "you say... Can I try to take the Gryffindor sword and wave it twice?"

Hearing Ron's sudden question, Harry had no reaction, but Hermione lowered her eyes and pressed her lips closer.

"You want to try?" Harry shrugged. "All right!"

"No, I don't think it's a good idea!" Hermione finally couldn't help it when Harry agreed without care. "I'm serious - although I'd like to try, as Marca said, the sword is actually very dangerous! We can't just try, okay?"

She spoke quickly and hurriedly, which made Harry subconsciously shrink his neck.

"Oh," said the latter hurriedly, "you're right... Eh? Hermione, why are you a little strange? So you want to try?"

"No!" Hermione immediately put on a stiff face, grabbed the book at hand and smashed it. "I said it was dangerous! Didn't you hear it?"

"Ouch -"

It was Ron who was hit by the thick magic book.

At the same time of the dull pain in his forehead, he had to shut his mouth and bear it honestly - he knew that Hermione must be retaliating for what he had just thought.

Hermione, after throwing out the book, leaned back and walked away.

"Maybe I should put aside the research of runiwen combination first. It's too slow, and the current practicability is really too low..."