"Albus Dumbledore, the smartest student in the history of Hogwarts - everyone thought so at that time, whether it was a classmate or a professor. You know? At that time, we all called him 'Dumbledore of Hogwarts' because he alone could represent the whole school, which could not even be a professor or even the President..."

Listening to the old voice behind her, Maka didn't look back, but still looked at the ice coffin he had made not far away... Or, more accurately, at the still clearly visible body of Dumbledore in the ice coffin.

Maka knew that the old man behind him was watching it, too.

After the other party's voice settled a little, Maka said:

"'dumbledore of Hogwarts'... This title is indeed very appropriate. Aside from some personal matters, the school is the most important thing in the professor's mind."

"However."

But when Maka finished this sentence, she heard old Aslan suddenly say:

"He finally gave you what he couldn't give up."

However, Maka didn't continue this topic, so she saw him suddenly turn his head:

"Old Sir, you and Professor Dumbledore were classmates?"

"Hmm? Yes!" old Aslan nodded. "I'm two years lower than albus - I just entered the school when he was promoted to the third grade and began to take elective courses."

"Really?" Maka smiled. "When the professor was young, he should be a very handsome man? He should be tall, white and have a good figure. In addition, he has excellent grades..." being funny "is definitely the prince charming in the hearts of many lesbians."

"Oh, of course - albus is very popular among male and female students."

After Maka mentioned this, old Aslan couldn't help falling into the memories of that year. But soon he woke up, because he found that the topic seemed to be being biased by Maka.

After a slight pause, he said again:

"Child, if you want to know about albus's deeds when he was young, you can come back with me to the place where I have lived over the years - I wrote some diaries in those years. If you are interested, I can pick out some for you to read."

"But now..." he said, suddenly turning his head to Maka, "son, can you tell me what you plan to do next for the disaster in front of you?"

After saying this, Maka didn't speak.

Perhaps seeing that Maka didn't respond immediately after hearing this, the old man gave a slight pause and immediately continued:

"Son, you are a student who has been personally recognized by albus, and judging from the current facts, his choice is obviously correct - over the past few days, you can almost say that you have competed with Na Haier Bo by one person, protecting friends, classmates, teachers and students of the whole school, and even many ordinary wizards and Muggles..."

"Just," he said with a slight frown, "at present, many people can see that even you are out of strength?"

Old Aslan is really telling the truth. It can be said that he sees the situation very accurately.

Now, although Maka has gone deep into the fog again, she has fallen on her feet in Winchester and stubbornly bitten Haier Bo's "throat" in London, and Hermione and them have also taken the opportunity to counterattack during this period, barely gaining a foothold in Britain.

However, at present, Haier Bo still has the upper hand - this obviously has not changed.

However, in the face of the old Aslan's "bluntness", Maka did not make any special response. When he saw that he was still staring at Dumbledore's ice coffin, he pondered for a moment, and suddenly came to the road:

"You are wrong, sir. There is no doubt about Professor Dumbledore's wisdom, but... What should I say? All this is not his choice."

"What do you mean?" old Aslan was stunned.

"Didn't you just say that Professor Dumbledore chose me? But in fact, he just handed over the matter of dealing with Voldemort to me, and after that... The development of the situation has exceeded the expectations of 'everyone'."

In fact, the "everyone" of Maka even includes roina Ravenclaw, but this is not what old Aslan can know.

And Marca, obviously, did not mention royna's intention with the other party.

At this point, Maka took her sight back from the ice coffin and threw it back to the lake in front of her. Facing the breeze from the lake, he took a deep breath of fresh and cool air, and then said:

"Old Sir, I know you came all the way back to save this' hometown ', and it seems natural that you chose Hogwarts as the starting point of the struggle... Oh, just now you wanted to ask me about my next plan, didn't you? Although I can't tell you the specific plan, I must tell you - take them and leave here as soon as possible!"

"Why?" Aslan frowned and said, "now Haier Bo's attention has been focused on the south. Naturally, the north is a safer place... Shouldn't it be?"

Unfortunately, Maka did not give him a reasonable answer.

"Don't ask, let's go! You can leave by yourself - to Weymouth or France. For Professor Dumbledore's sake, I won't rush you."

It must be said that since Maka appeared at Hogwarts, she seems to have been very rude. Such performance, even in the eyes of old Aslan who saw him for the first time, didn't feel right.

However, the old wizard with great strength and insight is also very clear that the young man in front of him is absolutely so "impolite".

To put it bluntly, if Maka wants to be rude and unreasonable, there is really no way for others to take him.

And the moment Marka said this, Willie, who had been with him from the beginning, raised the wand again and pointed the tip of the wand in the direction of old Aslan.

Look at her, it's like saying that Marca can't "do it", but she can.

"Are you... Marca McLean?"

At the sight of Maka, he suddenly turned his face. Old Aslan, who was still very sure of his identity, was not sure. Just with his experience and insight, he naturally won't be as impulsive as the young wizard before.

After considering for a moment, the old wizard finally stepped back and gradually left the lake where Maka was located.

Until then, Marca put her hand on Willie's arm and sighed:

"Put it down! I'm tired holding it."