Chapter 851

This is a dark corridor. There is nothing else to provide lighting except a few torches fixed on the wall still flickering a little flame.

At a glance, you can hardly see the road ahead.

At the moment, Maka is walking in this corridor step by step

Footsteps echoed empty.

He gripped the wand in his hand - yes, he rarely used modern short wands. But today he has to use this, because for some reason, he can't give full play to his due strength.

To put it more accurately, in fact, he is just an ordinary Hogwarts student at the moment.

Suddenly, he shook his wand gently.

"Fluorescent flashing."

A light mass lit up from the tip of the staff, emitting a soft light. But before long, the light seemed to be absorbed by the surrounding environment, and soon faded away, and finally went out completely.

Seeing this, Maka didn't say a word, but then paced forward.

"Da... Da... Da..."

Maka's expression was very serious. He ignored the movement of his sole rubbing the ground and kept looking at what he could see, both in front of and behind him.

Suddenly, his progress stopped because he heard a slight "click".

It was only a small sound, but it was magnified a lot in the very quiet corridor. If you can't hear this, you must be deaf.

Maka didn't speak. He just raised his arm holding the wand and pointed in the direction of the sound. But the other party seemed to know that he had found it. After he stopped, the voice no longer appeared.

In the case of poor vision, it is undoubtedly difficult to wait. After about five or six seconds, Maka waited for the second time to remember the same voice.

"Click."

It sounds like hitting the ground with a hard object, but when you can't see the actual situation, it makes you feel more like another footstep different from yourself.

If that's someone's sole, then that pair of shoes must be hard?

The guy hiding in the dark didn't continue to delay time. At the next moment, the third "click" came out from the shadow behind the torch with a long figure.

At the same time, you can see that the other party also stretched out a magic wand and accurately pointed to Maka.

"Except - you - Wu - Qi!"

It was a voice that sounded awkward. It was like the speaker had a bad cold. It was not only stuffy, but also a little rough.

But no matter what the other party's voice is, a disarming spell has been completed - Chi mang quickly attacks Maka from the tip of the other party's wand.

"Armor."

With a calm face, Maka turned and shook her wand, and the red light of the disarming spell was bounced aside.

"Fast, fast!"

After stopping the disarm spell, his second spell was released immediately. The magic rope created by the imprisonment spell suddenly rolled up to the other party, interrupted the whole body binding spell that the other party was preparing, and bound it firmly.

Obviously, this one-on-one ambush was Maka's absolute victory.

However, after the end, he did not come forward to check, but stood in place and thought silently. After a long time, he walked forward, but when he came to the bound figure, he didn't even take another look.

"Da... Da... Da..."

In the corridor that was quiet again, the footsteps of Maka continued to echo. They overlapped and wound together again and again, lingering in Maka's ears.

Soon, when he walked in the dark for a few minutes, a wall suddenly blocked his way.

It can be seen that there is only an ordinary wooden door on the wall - it clearly tells the visitor that it is the only way through here.

Maka first reached out and pushed, and the door leaf remained motionless; He grabbed the rusty door handle and twisted it twice. The door still didn't mean to be opened.

"Araho hole is open."

This is an ordinary unlocking spell. For ordinary door locks, even if the keyhole is completely blocked and the lock tongue is firmly welded, it can be reopened.

Of course, if the door that can't be opened is related to magic, the universal unlocking spell will be difficult to work.

It can be seen that this is a place that needs to use your brain to pass. But Maka didn't think much. He just glanced at the doorknob and waved his wand again.

"The prototype stands out."

As the spell was clearly pronounced, I saw that the rusty door handle suddenly twisted, and then turned into a pin with an iron lock!

"Araho hole is open."

The second unlocking spell finally produced its due effect. With a "click", the lock automatically bounced open.

After successfully solving this obstacle, makawu nodded and pulled out the bolt to push the door open.

But it was at the moment when the door was opened that a large black little thing appeared behind it, flapping its wings and pouring forward.

Because they appear very suddenly and are not slow at all, it is not easy to see what they are.

"There are many obstacles."

In this case, the obstacle spell is a very good choice. Whether monomer or group, it can play a short-term control role, allowing you to free up some time to judge the method of strain.

At this time, you can intuitively use your eyes to understand what it is.

It turned out that it was just a large group of ordinary bats.

It can be seen that the bats blocked by the barrier spell at the door have become slow motion. Although there are more coming towards the door, they almost all hit the effective range of the spell.

Since it is a group of basically harmless little bats, there is naturally no need to do anything superfluous.

After canceling the obstacle curse, Maka let those noisy little guys pass by and disappear into the darkness behind him.

There was nothing else to hinder him. He passed through the wall through the door hole and went on.

Even after leaving the front corridor, the road has not changed much - the light is still seriously insufficient, and there are even more sections without lighting than before.

However, people who can walk here must not choose to stop or return because the road is dark. As for Marca, of course, it's even more impossible to give up.

He is still moving forward, but he is more serious than before.

After that, more than ten minutes later, after Maka solved several small problems, another wall lay in front of him.

Different from the wall just now, this wall is "invisible".

I believe that if someone goes here, he may bump into it and add a harmless bag to his forehead.

But Marca didn't - he stopped before he hit the invisible wall.

Gently brush the wall, although you can't see it, the touch on your hand is no different from that of an ordinary wall. He groped around and confirmed that it was indeed a wall, and it was the kind that didn't even leave a door.

"The prototype stands out."

This spell, which had just played a great role in passing through the first wall, did not take effect at all this time. It can be seen that the invisible effect on this wall can't be removed by the object manifestation spell.

"In a hurry."

Followed by another magic spell that shows the truth.

In fact, this magic spell is not as good as the one just used to solve invisible magic, but it has a unique effect that the magic spell does not have.

Sure enough, the wall is still invisible, but a line of crooked words suddenly appears in front of the seemingly empty thing:

"What you see is not necessarily true, because the truth is often hidden behind the visible."

When Maka saw this line of words, she couldn't help laughing, and then suddenly turned and walked to the corridor wall next to her. In the twinkling of an eye, he easily penetrated the past like a ghost without entity.

After that, there was another dark corridor. At a glance, it was full of dizziness.

It seems that just now it was probably just a corner of a corridor designed and arranged.

Maka put away the smile on her face and sank down again to move forward. It's obviously darker here than it was just now. After twenty or thirty steps, there will be an almost extinguished torch to provide the visitor with a little pitiful light.

This time, Maka walked for a long time. The total may be 20 minutes. Of course, there is also the reason why he doesn't walk fast.

In these twenty minutes, he met nothing and nothing happened. The only change should be the gradually decreasing ambient temperature around.

Yes, the air slowly became cold, and in the end it seemed as if it had suddenly become a cold winter.

"Call -"

When passing a torch, Maka breathed out through the light and saw a white fog rising, which showed how low the temperature in the corridor was.

"Well, fortunately, it happens to be winter. If you wear thinner, you may have to freeze here."

Marca secretly tucking a sentence, followed by the pace of speeding up, no longer make complaints about others. Because he knew that if he walked a short distance, his little "journey" would come to an end.

About ten seconds later, a dark shadow suddenly appeared after another torch in front. When it came to the light, Maka pursed her mouth and suddenly felt so embarrassed.

"Forget it, there's no need to experience here -"

While he was talking, the dark shadow also fluttered over. It was hanging under the body, wearing a worn black hood cloak, and a pair of thin hands sticking out most of its sleeves.

This is obviously a Dementor.

But unlike ordinary Dementors, the goods also wear a Christmas hat with a fluffy ball on their head!

"Sarah, come out!"