Chapter 1867

"Marca, what's the matter?"

"No, nothing, just... There seems to be more people in the school."

"Hogwarts?"

"Yes!"

Still in the church hall, Marca is conducting regular inspections for Willie. Just in the middle of the examination, his action stopped a little, which made Willy, who was very observant, notice.

"It's all right. I'll still go to Hogwarts now. It should be my own people." Maka shrugged and patted her head. "OK, the inspection is over."

After that, he stretched himself first, and then turned to the corridor leading to the depths.

"Sit down and have a rest. I'll see our Miss Geoffrey... Her adaptation period should be almost over."

"Are you talking about 'sister'?" Willie asked behind her.

"Well," Maka replied casually, "Ursula and Safina are on both sides - the only difference is that one is the soul adapting to the new body, and the other is the body adapting to the new soul."

When his words were settled, he had entered the corridor behind the door and went straight to Ursula's room with gentle footsteps.

Oh, now it can actually be called "the room of the gofein sisters". Because after the previous attack, Maka arranged Safina to live in this room with her sister.

"Dudu."

"... please come in."

She knocked on the door twice and heard Safina's response. Maka pushed the door in and said hello to the two people in the room.

"Good afternoon... Ursula, I heard from Sarah that you didn't have a good lunch at noon? Even if you want to be angry with me, there's no need to abuse yourself, isn't it?"

"Hum!"

As soon as Ursula, who was sitting by the bed, saw him coming in, she immediately snorted, turned her head and lay back on the bed, facing the wall, leaving only one back for Maka.

Maka saw this, but it didn't matter. She just smiled and shook her head.

"Sorry, Mr. McLean, Ursula, she -"

"It doesn't matter."

Seeing Safina lying in bed on the other side, she apologized for her sister. Makaton waved her hand to indicate that she didn't have to explain to herself.

"Well, let's not talk about anything else, just talk about your body!" he sat down in the chair by the wall and looked at Safina. "How do you feel? Is the power in your body still churning?"

"It's much better," Safina replied immediately, "and the pain has been reduced a lot. I tried just now and I can get out of bed and walk a little."

"Oh, that's great! This is a rare good news in recent days." Maka nodded slightly. "But note that there may be a magic rampage on you at any time - yes, it's similar to the feeling when you first woke up to wizard talent as a child, but it will be more intense."

"What?"

Suddenly, Ursula, who heard the news, couldn't help but turn over and sit up again, staring at Maka and said:

"How far are you going to toss my sister?"

"Hey! It's not a bad thing?" makaden comforted. "Don't worry, there's no harm - didn't I say? It's just like when I became a wizard as a child."

"Is it all right for me to be with Ursula?" Safina asked, "if I'm all right, will she be in danger?"

"Of course not -"

Maka said, suddenly reaching into the pocket of her robe and taking out a long wooden box.

"Because your sister will experience the magic rampage one step earlier than you."

"Ah?"

Maka's words stunned the sisters. At the same time, Marca had sent the wooden box to Ursula and let it float slowly in front of her.

"It's a gift for you," he motioned Ursula to catch the box. "Don't be so vigilant. It's just an ordinary wand."

When Ursula heard this, she couldn't help but open the wooden box suspiciously. Only then did she find that there was really only a quite exquisite magic wand lying inside.

"You must be a wizard without a doubt," said Maka. "You just couldn't pick up the wand for some reason. But it doesn't matter. Now you can... Pick it up!"

Holding a magic wand and being a real wizard has always been Ursula's hope, which is even more attractive to her than being a prophet. Because once she has the power to cast magic, won't she be able to help and protect her sister Safina?

"But... Don't you need measurement and testing?"

She hesitated for a moment and finally decided to accept the so-called "gift"... Of course, maybe she didn't take the "cheap" wand as a gift in her heart.

But she hesitated again at the thought of the not simple process when the wizard bought the wand.

"Oh! Have you heard the famous saying of the Olivander family somewhere?" Maka shook her head. "Don't worry, you can use any magic wand - in my place, only 'the wizard chooses the wand', and there will never be 'the wand chooses the wizard'."

Looking at Ursula, she finally took out her wand from the wooden box and held it in her hand. Maka immediately extended her hand slightly and pulled it gently in her direction.

The next moment Ursula felt a sudden shock all over her body, and then the furniture in the whole room suddenly trembled.

But that was a moment. Soon she found that everything was calm again.

"That's... OK?"

Ursula paused and subconsciously tried to shake the wand as described in the spell books she had seen many times in her memory.

"Floating... WOW?"

In a few minutes

Maka sat on the chair and let Ursula wave her wand and float herself and the chair in the air. A trace of helplessness appeared on her face.

"I said, young lady, can you let me down?"

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Ursula, who was having a good time, even forgot that Marca was in front of her, so she habitually apologized. But then she reacted, immediately withdrew her wand and gave up, and makaden fell straight down.

However, when it was about to fall to the ground, the chair immediately gave a slight meal, and then fell back to its original position steadily.

When Ursula saw him, he snorted with disappointment and turned away from looking at him.

"Remember to practice the obstacle mantra more, and then you can help Safina..." Maka couldn't cry or laugh. "With your alchemical body, practicing magic can get twice the result with half the effort. Use it well and don't waste it."