Chapter 876

Da... Da... Da... Da.

Marca walked into Harry's room alone, but found that it was quiet. Only the sound of his footsteps on the floor echoed hollow.

And I don't know why, there is also a serious lack of light here. You can hardly see anything with your eyes alone.

"Bang!"

With a wave of his backhand, he closed the door connecting the corridor again.

In fact, Marca doesn't need much lighting. Just his perception of magic, he can know where Harry and the Gryffindor sword are.

Especially the latter - the obscure magic wave just like the bewitching Monument and the swallowing mirror, if it can be seen, it is like a big light bulb in the dark, which makes it difficult for Maka not to notice.

But for the sake of intuition, Maka let the room change into a light mass emitting soft light.

Then, the original darkness in the room was quietly dispersed, and Harry's figure was revealed.

"Harry?"

Looking at him standing on the sword deeper in the room, his eyes were slightly closed and motionless, and his face seemed to turn white a little unnaturally. Maka called out to him tentatively, but she didn't get any response.

But looking at his slightly undulating chest and no scars on his whole body, we can understand that at least he is still alive.

However, on the surface, Harry seemed very calm, but in Marca's induction, the magic wave from his soul was shaking violently and abnormally.

Generally speaking, such a strong magic activity will appear very briefly only at the moment of casting a high-intensity magic spell because of the more complete regular runes contained therein.

And keeping Harry in a highly active state at the moment may mean

"... access to the complete rules?"

Now Marca, who has studied regular runes quite deeply, is familiar with Harry's state. If coupled with his understanding of the soul rule rune, he would obviously be better able to understand what was happening to Harry.

As far as Maka knows, there is a branch of the soul rule in the stone of bewitchment and the mirror of phagocytosis. Now it seems that the same is true among Gryffindor swords.

Unfortunately, the power of secondary rule runes is so easy to touch?

Suddenly, Harry's eyes opened without warning, and a pair of bloodshot eyes looked straight ahead of Marca.

From that pair of deep pupils, Maka faintly smelled an angry breath.

"Well... Really not?"

Marca had obviously expected this... No, to be exact, he had roughly considered this possibility in advance.

From Maka's own understanding of the soul Rune "arrogance" in the bewitching monument, we can know that the control of soul rules has individual adaptability.

For example, he is not very consistent with "arrogance". The reason why he can preliminarily grasp it is purely theoretical analysis and interpretation.

It can be said that Harry and Gryffindor's sword can only be solved by "adaptation".

Obviously, even with the storybook Dumbledore left Harry as a guide, Harry himself still seems to be a little worse.

While Maka was thinking, Harry across the street suddenly moved!

"Drink --"

Without a word, it was a sword. The sharp blade that had easily cut off the fire dragon's neck suddenly crossed the place where Maka stood, but only left a deep scar on the ground.

Harry looked back suddenly with his red eyes, and found that his goal had suddenly moved elsewhere.

To be honest, Harry's strike was actually quite fast. It would be impossible for Harry to do it in ordinary times. But for Maka, it's nothing.

"Otherwise, let Harry give up..."

Maka thought and waved her hand. The soul Rune flashed through the air. Harry, who just wanted to rush over again, only took two steps and fell to the ground like a broken puppet.

The Gryffindor Duobao sword came out of his hand, spun on the floor and slid to Maka's feet.

He picked it up and poked it on the ground. The sword, which had been sharp in Harry's hand, was now like an iron bar without a blade, leaving no scratch.

"Well, normally, Harry must have hope... Let him rest for a few days!"

If Harry can succeed, Hogwarts will have another guarantee, which can reassure Marca. Moreover, from the perspective of this "accident", although Haley seems to have taken the wrong step, at least he is officially exposed to the rules.

Just then, Harry, who was lying on the ground in syncope, suddenly moved, and then vaguely opened his eyelids.

"Marca?"

He propped up his upper body, narrowed his eyes and looked over here. He seemed to realize something after seeing the Gryffindor treasure sword in Marca's hand.

"Oh! I'm... Unconscious..."

"Don't worry, nothing has happened." Maka shook her head. "It's better to say that you have made great progress than before. I can see your efforts... Of course, there are some problems to be solved now. Don't touch it until then."

Then he lifted his sword and motioned to Harry.

"Why? What happened?"

Harry asked suspiciously, but before Marca could answer, there was a sudden rumble in his stomach, which embarrassed harriton.

"Look, that's the problem!" Marca pointed to Harry's stomach. "Nothing else. As long as you stay in the demand room every time you try, theoretically nothing will happen. But now we find --"

At this point, Maka shrugged and said in a serious way:

"You are likely to starve to death."

Of course, this is just a joke. After all, although Harry can't wake himself up independently, Marca can use the soul rules to force him out of the influence of Gryffindor's sword.

But if it's always like this, this persistence won't have much practical significance.

"Anyway, get up first. They're all waiting for you outside! Ron also brought you lunch. You can fill your belly first."

After that, as soon as Maka waved, the branch hat placed in a corner fell on his hand.

"Oh! I was scared to death just now... Oh! You boy, be gentle and don't insert it so rudely!"

"Shut up!"

Maka, who was carrying the Gryffindor's treasure sword into his hat pocket, let go and let the sword fall into the space hidden in his hat pocket.

Then he turned the branch hat upside down and asked:

"Your master didn't leave any experience that can be passed on to future generations? You know, I'm talking about the broken sword..."

"Hey! That's not a broken sword! It's just that you can't use it yourself..." the fold on the branch hat kept opening and closing, "as for experience... Let me remind you? I told Potter boy long ago."

"What are the experiences? Let's hear --" Maka curled her lips.

When the branch hat said this, Harry had gone out. But if he is still there, he will make complaints about it.

"In fact, it's very simple!" the branch hat shook its tip. "Godric said that the sword is actually easy to use! Don't think about anything. Just pull out the sword and cut it hard at the enemy!"

Maka rolled her eyes at the speech.

"I think you'd better think about it here. Did he say anything else?"

Put the branch hat on the ground, Maka went straight to the door, and let the hat shout behind him.

……

Christmas this year seems to come earlier than in previous years.

Of course, the date will never change, but the festival atmosphere will come in advance with the change of everyone's mood. Perhaps the professors also felt the pure joy. Many Christmas decorations and costumes began to appear in the castle one after another.

The Christmas tree was put into the auditorium and lobby early. Warm snowflakes fell in the corridor, and many hidden small gift boxes appeared everywhere in the castle.

What is more worth mentioning is that the outer wall of the whole castle is painted with dreamlike colors by Maka, making it look like a Christmas Candy city moved out of the story book.

This is very popular with the little witches. In the unanimous praise of the girls, the inner voice of the boys failed to arouse any spray.

Unfortunately, Hogwarts is still Hogwarts. It won't really consist of desserts like the candy house in fairy tales. If you really bite it, it's easy to lose your teeth by solid stones.

But seriously, the Christmas atmosphere like this year is unprecedented in Hogwarts.

However, Ron is not in the mood to celebrate the festival.

"I have to find a way to talk to him before Christmas. Otherwise, I won't be able to chat up other girls during this Christmas..."

"Other girls?" Harry hesitated. "Is Troyer a boy?"

"Er... I mean, other... 'real girls'!"

Ron moved his hands around, but finally sighed weakly:

"Harry, why do you think I'm so..."

"Bad luck?"

"No, no, no, although Troyer lied to me in women's clothes, he actually meant no harm... I can't use 'bad luck' to describe his feelings for me."

"What should I say?" Harry thought with his head tilted, and then whispered, "lucky?"

"Bang!"

Ron slammed the pillow he held onto Harry, then turned his head and looked helplessly at the gift box on the bedside table.

On the card beside the gift box, a particularly heavy blessing distressed him.