Chapter 961

Alchemy and astrology, both of which existed at the time of halbo's birth.

To tell the truth, if any modern wizard dares to show off any of his knowledge in front of Haier wave, I'm afraid the result will be terrible.

However, Maka did it!

But what he did was not just choose one of them.

Although both alchemy and astrology can be said to be extremely powerful when they reach the extreme. But Maka knew that it was impossible for wizards living in this era to use these two knowledge to deal with Haier Bo.

Yes, even Nicole LeMay, who successfully refined the Sorcerer's stone, spent 665 years in his life, but he just walked a long way.

Perhaps it was precisely because he saw the ultimate of longevity on that road that he would say goodbye to this world hand in hand with his wife?

Therefore, although Maka tried every means to deal with Haier Bo, she was not reckless to try an apparently useless method.

I just have to say that this idea really makes Maka see the possibility of dealing with Haier Bo.

Astronomy is a detailed study of astrology.

Because astrology is quite dependent on blood, although it is almost a research that develops and prospers at the same time as alchemy, its decline is much faster than alchemy.

When astrology was gradually divided into "divination" and "astronomy", the alchemists who were still at the height of the sun among the ancient wizards included the more basic astronomy in their research.

What Maka is focusing on this time is the content of "astrology" which has been transferred into the refining of alchemy spirit.

Because he knew that the period when the branch of this discipline reached its peak was the 11th century A.D. after halbo was sealed underground by Salazar Slytherin!

There is no doubt that this is the biggest blind spot in Haier Bo's magic knowledge system. After all, after that, there was a significant decline in the wizard society as a whole, and there was no thriving momentum in the past.

If you can catch helbo unprepared, I'm afraid the key point is here, except for the curse of death used by Maka at the beginning.

This is the last glory of alchemy, and it is also one of the real cards prepared for Haier Bo by Marca, a friend of "Sarah".

As for the formation that is currently playing a role in St. Mungo, it is the first attempt made by Maka to let Sarah and astronomy professor cinnista.

"... is this alchemy? No, it clearly uses the power of stars. But how can astrology be mixed with spiritual power? Will the wizard who starts it really not be completely turned into a fool by the power of the majestic rules?"

In the red brick department store, Haier Bo's expression is constantly changing.

By analyzing the magic fluctuations contained in space, he can deduce a lot of information bit by bit, and also found a lot of deja vu during the resolution.

But obviously he knew a lot of knowledge, but now he found that the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. For a time, even his thoughts became a little confused.

Yes, he is neither an alchemist nor an astrologer. From the beginning, he was just an ancient law wizard focusing on natural rules and natural will.

Out of the need of erudition and knowledge in magic research, he has a lot of knowledge about alchemy and astrology, but he is not a wizard specializing in those two directions, let alone the derivative problem given to him by Maka.

To be honest, Marca is actually glad that she promised to help Sarah.

Without Sarah's Alchemy knowledge, it would be hard for him, a "junior" who basically follows the same path as halbo, to find anything to embarrass each other.

"Tut."

Suddenly, thinking Haier Bo could not help but smack his tongue and sneered with a little annoyance.

At present, he has actually "seen" the overall state of San Mungo, and then found the cause of the disease - in fact, it is still a magic of superposition space.

It is based on the wizard's own spiritual will, supplemented by the astrological matrix to guide the huge magic of the stars, extending and folding the space where St. Mungo is located.

If the space where St. Mungo is compared to a coin, now the whole St. Mungo magic hospital has been turned to the back of the coin. It is no longer free to enter and exit through the window of "Taotao department store".

However, in Haier Bo's view

If it is only the spirit of the initiator, he can break the coin by force with the soul rules; But now, under the protection of the power of the stars, the hardness of this coin is no joke.

In fact, in nearly an hour, Haier Bo has figured out so many things, which is enough to show his profound and powerful.

Unfortunately, it seems to be of no help to solve the problem given to him by Maka.

"Well..."

The long life seemed to give Haibo considerable patience. After shaking his head a little, his anger was quickly erased.

After a little pause, he couldn't help thinking:

"Although the magic combining alchemy and astrology is ingenious, it can't hide its defects... Don't worry, there's still time, we all have time..."

After muttering a few words, he was immersed in the process of sometimes perceptual analysis and sometimes concentrated speculation again, and there was no more annoyance just now.

It can be seen that every real wizard is a complete research madman - I'm afraid this sentence can't be wrong.

"Hum, interesting."

……

The one hour spent on halbo's side may not be remarkable in Maka's repeated homework, but it's long enough for the people in San mungo.

The large-scale exploration dominated by R.A. members has really consumed a lot of energy.

But, of course... Don't mention that halbo didn't come in. Even if he was hiding somewhere in the hospital, it wasn't what they could find.

Not to mention Hermione, Sirius, who first proposed to search, knew this. But sometimes the reality is so meaningless - in order to make yourself feel more at ease, even spiritual comfort is also a need.

Such a soothing move is undoubtedly very necessary in the current chaotic period.

However, when all the people except the injured in San Mungo were busy, two people seemed to be unexpectedly leisurely.

One of them is Luna. She didn't rush around looking for the so-called "traces" that Haier Bo might leave, but looked after some seriously injured patients as she did a few days ago.

Oh, this girl is always different and has a keen insight that is often superfluous.

So, I think we can skip her first and see another guy who is not helping.

"Call -"

In the potion preparation room, which was originally borrowed by Maka as a personal room, there was a sudden sigh. The voice sounded like a sigh, but it was vaguely mixed with a trace of boredom.

That's Harry.

Previously, after everyone dispersed in the outer corridor, he subconsciously chose the place where no one would come and sat alone in his chair to reflect.

Yes, not long ago, when he saw Neville summon a male lion patron saint, a sentence began to echo in his mind.

He can guarantee that this is not a jealous psychology, but just

"Am I really the wizard best suited to pick up Gryffindor's sword?"

Now Harry felt that this sentence was going to torture him crazy! Who can help him and give him a forgetting spell - at least in that case, his head can be quiet for a while!

"Ah --"

With a hard shake of his head, Harry put his elbow on his knee, hung his face and looked over and over at the branch hat in his hand.

But every time he turned to the side of the hat pocket, he would turn it over quickly, and then he was prompted to turn it back again by the obsession in his heart.

This little action is like representing his mood at the moment, wavering and tangled.

Yes, his patron saint was a stag - he had always been happy about it before. Because Sirius as like as two peas, James Porter, the patron saint of his father, was exactly the same stag.

But now, when he built mountains in front of him, when he was exposed to disasters one after another, lifting the Gryffindor sword became the only way for him to climb difficulties and protect everyone.

How difficult is it to really hold the Gryffindor sword?

Repeated practice and attempts in the response room only extend the time limit in seconds to minutes. If you are careless, you may still make an irreparable mistake.

Seriously, how he wanted to stand in front of everyone with a long sword in his hand and become a huge dike for everyone to resist wind and waves like Maka!

"... if only my patron saint was also a lion."

A mighty lion representing Gryffindor college and Gryffindor himself is a real Gryffindor, isn't it?

If so, he must have more confidence to pick up the silver sword, which is sometimes powerful and sometimes terrible, and never be afraid of being affected by the power of the sword.

Unfortunately, in the end, the sword... May belong to Neville Longbottom.

"Hiss... Hoo..."

Harry's heart seemed to calm down slowly when he inhaled and vomited... No, it could have suddenly become "silent".

"Wait a minute, let Neville have a try!" he whispered involuntarily, "yes, let him have a try... As long as he can protect everyone and defeat evil in the end, who will wave this sword..."

"... what's the difference?"