Chapter 1150

As mentioned earlier, Haier Bo's apprenticeship never looks at each other's identity.

Not to mention the time when he lived, at least in today's modern magic world, the family background of others must be as insignificant as the clouds in the sky.

Therefore, among his apprentices, there are ordinary family wizards like Martin and grumpy dwarf wizards living in seaside huts.

Therefore, of course - among those people, it is not surprising that there are several pure blood wizards with good talents who have met halbo by chance.

However, compared with those ordinary wizards in the past, most people from the pure blood family still have a rather strange pride. They may also succumb to the strong under coercion and inducement, but they may not be able to completely put down the dignity derived from pure blood.

Now, two pure blood wizards among halbo's apprentices are a little restless. Instead of completely following halbo's instructions, they tried to muddle through while passively treating the task.

There is no doubt that these two people don't want to work for Haier Bo at all. At the beginning, when they met Haier Bo, they only chose to follow because they were not only frightened by the strong power of each other, but also expected to obtain benefits from them.

But who is Haier Bo?

Although he did not care much about the loyalty of these apprentices, and even rarely took the initiative to contact them, he could not really let these people fish in troubled waters under his own hands.

Until today, the two pure blood wizard apprentices who have always been perfunctory in dealing with helbo's task finally understand their stupidity.

Unfortunately, it's too late for them to regret.

"... dead at this point?"

In Kingsley's office, Sirius frowned and looked back and forth at the information lupin handed him.

"I remember that this is the last day for those pure blood families' campaign to eliminate the British magic world. They will not die long ago, but they will die at this time... Is it Haier Bo's hand?"

At the desk, Lupin shook his head casually.

"Who knows?" he tossed his head at Sirius and motioned, "this is just for you to check! To tell the truth, the deaths of these two people are big or small - the McNeil family is OK. There are few left in their family, and they can't make a fuss. But the other Rolles..."

Both of them don't like pure blood. Now they see the news of death. It's good to have no schadenfreude. But it's all right if these two people die. It's uncertain whether there will be any riots against Maka and the Ministry of magic afterwards!

Sirius clearly knows more about the pure blood family than lupin. Hearing the other party point out the key, he also nodded.

"The royal family?" Sirius thought. "It depends on which way they will guess - whether it is as halbo's warning to them, or whether it will be the black hand of Marca who has just destroyed the flint family."

"Of course, no matter what they think, it won't do us any good." lupin waved his hand. "In short, go and inquire more about it first! At present, no one knows what the two families will do."

Sirius nodded and turned to go out, but he stopped again without taking two steps.

"Does Marca need me to tell him directly, or do you want to tell him by secret letter?"

"He'll wait there first!" lupin said. "Now I don't know anything. It doesn't make much sense to tell him the news of the two people's death. I'll write a ciphertext to ask his suggestions when you find out the specific reactions of the two families."

"OK!"

After that, Sirius stopped staying and hurried away.

……

Lupin's judgment, there is no problem - two lives at this time must be against Maka.

Because the flint family's affairs have not even been completely settled, even Mrs. flint is still on trial in wiesengamo for days, which suddenly reveals that two people in the pure blood family have died, which is really easy to make people think.

However, don't say that Maka doesn't know about it yet. Even if he knows it now, he won't pay much attention to it.

There are too many things he needs to worry about recently. The pure blood family will make trouble or stop. At least he won't distract his attention until the stone in the sky falls.

Today, Maka went into the cave deep in the forbidden forest, stared at the huge stone tablet, and was immersed in the understanding of the rules of the soul.

Although the "arrogant" branch represented by this soul Rune does not fit him well, it does not mean that he can't master it.

After such a long time of contact, from the initial analysis to the subsequent preliminary mastery, and now. Maka felt as if she had gradually felt the "temperament" of the secondary rune.

Yes, he suddenly felt that the secondary rules might regard them as living creatures - they not only have unique and complete "thoughts", but also have a certain will.

Because of this, Voldemort was almost controlled by the rules several times and became a walking corpse with powerful power.

However, this "will" must be very different from human beings.

"So that is to say... What I have been doing is essentially to get close to their specific 'thoughts' in order to obtain their recognition?"

While pondering, Maka felt the rune in the bewitching monument again. The fluctuation of spirit caused the shock of magic and spread around him.

Only now did he understand how valuable the rune list given by the "future self" that once appeared in front of him was.

With its "interpretation" of the volume of truth, Maka can master this soul Rune called "arrogance" at a speed almost as fast as that of a high fit.

It is also until now that he realized how well Voldemort fits this branch of the soul rule.

"Is this the soul flame that Voldemort and halbo used?"

Maka suddenly raised her hand and looked at the black flame between her fingers. She couldn't help shaking her head.

"Sure enough... I'm still not suitable for this thing."

Together with this idea, he immediately separated from the state of forcibly fitting "arrogance", and the black flame swirling in his palm dissipated.

Obviously, if he has to use it, it's not impossible, but as he said just now, it's really not suitable.

Of course, the soul flame used by Voldemort and halbo looks the same, but there are considerable differences in essence, and even the effect on the soul is quite different.

What Marca has just condensed is exactly what Voldemort used in the past.

"... what a pity."

She shook her hand at will, and Maka couldn't help sighing a little.

In fact, his mastery of this soul Rune has already surpassed that of Voldemort. The reason why he obviously calls out the soul flame more slowly than the latter is naturally because he understands it completely by himself, while the latter is always on the edge of being eroded and assimilated by rules.

However, he regretted that he still could not use it to compete with Haier Bo even though he had mastered this level.

This is something he just realized after he really understood "arrogance".

"Swallowing mirror..." Maka suddenly turned back and thought to the ancient mirror heavily sealed in the distance, "it seems that it should be 'gluttony'?"

The true meaning of "arrogance" is arrogance, excessive self infatuation, and a kind of rootless dignity. So what is the true meaning of "gluttony"?

"Maybe... Haier Bo actually has a good appetite that no one can compare?"

Jokingly, Maka shrugged, and then turned to the entrance of the cave.

Today is a fairly good harvest - although it is not good for his confrontation with Haier Bo, it must not be said to be useless.

Even if he can't take advantage of his "arrogance" that doesn't suit him, at least he won't have to fear each other's soul rules for Shanghai Erbo in the future.

It can be said that they seem to have once again formed a relatively balanced situation.

"Oh! McLean, you're finally out!"

As soon as she got out of the cave, Maka saw the thin figure of the elf elder Lao lac. And immediately, he saw that the other party immediately ran to his own body.

"What's the matter?"

"It's the 'headmistress' in the castle! She came to you just now - I told her to go back and wait, but I don't know whether she understood me or not."

"Headmistress?"

Maka was also a little stunned when he heard the speech. After the word turned around in his head, he realized who Lao lac was talking about.

"Professor McGonagall? Well, that should be something related to the event... The approval of the Federation has been passed?"

On this thought, he immediately nodded at old lac.

"I see. You can do it yourself! I'll go back and ask... By the way, you should hurry to inform the people about what I said. There's no time for you to move things at that time!"

With that, Maka went to the residence of the elves under the eyes of old LAK, and soon disappeared into the outer forest.

"Didn't a big stone fall from the sky?" old Lacker murmured, "forget it. Anyway, it's just a temporary move, and you should come back soon..."

He scratched his creak nest and walked to the place where the people gathered.

"Is the assembly over? It's all here? Then listen to me -"

It must be admitted that in terms of their ability to seek good luck and avoid bad luck, it seems that the Malaysians who moved out early are better.