Chapter 133: Anonymous Crystal

The cruel reality tells Maca that boating is a tiring thing.
With his undeveloped small body, Kuan Guang soon put down his oars and let the escape boat float leisurely on the sea, drifting away with the waves a little bit to the shore.
In the area near the coast, the waves are always rushing perpendicular to the shore, so there is no need to worry about drifting elsewhere.
When the rising sun tore the first light to tear away the darkness of the night, it seemed that everything became clear-they could see the distant land from a distance ...
玛 When Maca was down to earth again, his efficient action was effective again.
After discussing with Sarah and asking for some not-so-excessive benefits, sending her back was the only thing to do—destroying the trafficker's business and asking for some remuneration by the way, although he didn't do it often, But this is not the first time.
I asked the place all the way, planned the route, and then changed my dress ... With the convenience of "rich money and good services", they returned to Sarah's house in the fastest and most popular way.
A kidnapped girl was rescued by another younger boy—this kind of thing is rare, but for a child ’s parents, her daughter can return home safely and without incident. This is It couldn't be better.
Maka revealed the news of Alger to Sarah's father, and what happened after that had nothing to do with him.
他 When he said goodbye to Sarah and her family and left the big house of Sarah's house, he inadvertently turned around, but saw an owl flying away from the door of Sarah's house ...
"Owl? Is there any Harry Potter or something ..." He joked subconsciously.
However, Maca, who didn't pay much attention and was about to leave, suddenly stopped. He looked back again, staring at the direction the owl was leaving for a long time, and seemed to think something was wrong.
A few moments later, Maca turned back and walked quickly towards the door of Sarah's house.
"咚咚咚"
The door was opened and Sarah's servants looked at him strangely.
"Mr. McLean, is there anything else?"
"Did you just have a letter to Miss Sarah?" Maca asked bluntly.
"Oh-" The servant turned over and looked at the built-in mailbox by the door, and found that a strange envelope was lying quietly inside.
"... There is indeed a ... um, weird letter ..." He turned it over in confusion.
"Can you show me the envelope? Just look at the envelope!" Maca asked quickly.
哦 "Oh, I think ... Of course, there is nothing wrong with the envelope." The servant passed the letter to Maca.
Right above the envelope, a shield-shaped coat of arms consisting of a lion, a hawk, an eagle, and a snake, and an uppercase "H" was clearly printed on it, causing Maca's mind to mess up.
The inexplicable familiarity and discomfort that I had woke up in the attic once again made him feel anxious.
Maka looked at the envelope in her hand again, then raised her head to look around, trying to find some source that made him feel uneasy.
However, he watched for a long time without gaining anything.
"What's the matter? It feels like ... it's like I forgot something important ..."
"What?" The servant looked at him with a doubt in his face.
"Oh ... no, it's nothing," Maca handed the envelope back to him. "When the postman came over, I saw the letter—I thought I knew the sender, but it looked like I was reading it wrong. . "
He explained a few words casually, and then left again.
But this time, he changed his original plan-he felt he had to go to London.
Uh ...
It turns out that even if a Muggle has some guesses about the existence of the wizarding world, it is still very difficult to find them.
Fortunately, Maca is not a pure Muggle-in the car accident a few years ago, he had already experienced a magic runaway.
He said it plainly. At this time, the magic in Maca's body had been awakened, and the expulsion of the Muggle curse had no effect on him.
However, it is still a time-consuming task to find a broken bar in London that does not know the specific location or even does not exist.
玛 After Maca filled London for a few days, he finally found a small and broken suspicious bar between Charing Cross Road, a large bookstore and a record store in Westminster.
"Ok……"
Stepping into the maca inside the bar, he can no longer hide his surprise. He opened his mouth half-opened, looking at the dirty furnishings in the bar and the customers wearing strange costumes.
"... Are you surprised?" Just as he watched everything in the bar shocked, a voice suddenly burst out from behind him.
Maka turned back suddenly, but saw an old man with large silver-white hair and beard, and a long hooked nose looking at him curiously.
Hidden behind the old man's half-moon-shaped lenses were wise bright blue eyes.
"Deng, Dumbledore?" Marka exclaimed.
"Yes," Dumbledore nodded, but kept staring at Maca. "To be honest, I may be more surprised than you ..."
说 He said, and suddenly put his slightly skinny but large hand on Maca's shoulder.
Suddenly, Maca felt dizzy. When he returned to God, he found that he was sitting on the ground in front of the seventh greenhouse, and Dumbledore was squatting beside him, his hands were equally steady Rest on his shoulder.
哦 "Oh-thanks Merlin-" Professor Sprout patted his hands happily, "You finally woke up!"
Marka looked at Dumbledore and Sprout for a while, and then calmed down her messy mind.
…… "... It's a terrible plant." Macarran murmured, "Can you immerse yourself in the world of memories ...?"
Then Dumbledore smiled at him.
只是 "It's just that you're special ..." He calmly said, "This kind of flower should have been completely extinct. Right ... well, it's called" mystery crystal ", it was very rare in ancient times."
它们 "They usually just leave the ordinary wizard's head blank, and only creatures with strong souls can enter a certain memory and subconscious world like you."
Speaking of this, Dumbledore looked at Maca curiously again, "It seems that your soul is special."
Maka heard the words, but shook her head blankly.
教授 "Professor, how did you just do it ..." At the end, Maca subconsciously said, "Oh! Is there a certain application method of taking pictures?"
"唔 ... In fact, it's a little different," Dumbledore said frankly, "Of course, it's not too far off-by the way, the effect of brain closure on that kind of flower is a little bit."
…… "Okay, then, what time is it now?"
"It only took a few minutes." Dumbledore nodded his head with his long fingers. "For the spiritual world, time is meaningless."
While talking, he beckoned to Maca, "Maca, how about two steps with me?"
Walking on the breezy lawn, Dumbledore and Maca walked forward casually. From time to time Dumbledore talked about life chores and occasionally talked about his favorite desserts and drinks.
It seemed like he really just wanted to take a walk with Maca.
"... Speaking of which, I haven't had much time since I became the principal." He shrugged slightly and said playfully, "In the past when I was only a teacher, I was always enthusiastically busy with work-until Now I think that sometimes, it ’s not as useful to take a casual walk as to talk to students about their studies and thoughts ...

"In this case, both parties will be more relaxed, won't they?"
"... Treat different people, maybe the method will change with it ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Maka said casually.
"Human hearts are complicated, and no one can make choices for others, so do I." Dumbledore shook his head. "Because when we don't know the answer, we may always choose the wrong option."
Maka nodded her head.
"We should go back ... You see, the principal's job is still very busy." Dumbledore spread his hands. "If you want, let's take another walk next time!"
She looked at the back of Dumbledore walking towards the castle, and admired the greatest white wizard today.
Just now, in that so-called "spiritual world", Dumbledore has definitely seen some clues-Maca knew the existence of a wizard before receiving Hogwarts' admission notice.
But Dumbledore didn't ask much, even if he was already surprised.
After teaching students like Voldemort, the wise white wizard has changed his educational philosophy. He no longer interferes too much with each of his students, but observes, guides, and guards silently. And pay for every step they take.
This is not something a good old man can do. At least Maca thinks he can't do it in his life.
The flowers in the greenhouse called "mystery crystals" have been separated by Professor Sprout. Until the related problem is solved, the "prohibited approach" label will not be removed there, and Professor Sprout has been working for this for a long time.
As for Maca, his previous experience made him feel a lot. More importantly, he seemed to feel that he could feel some emotional fluctuations.
Even if that feeling is still very vague, but at least there is hope for solution, this is the biggest gain.