Chapter 719: 1 People who are running away

Magic is an incredible thing that makes it impossible for people to take it for granted.
比如 It is like the transparent barrier set by Maca. When it bears the continuous impact of Malfoy again and again, it clearly makes a solid sound like hitting a wall. But in the end, when it was finally difficult to maintain the shape and rupture, it didn't even have the slightest movement.
Yes, under Malfoy's horrible clashes, the magic barrier that seemed to be indestructible was finally forcibly destroyed.
If the outermost interference magic is the first obstacle that hinders Malfoy's advancement, then this layer of magical barrier shaped like an inverted glass bowl is undoubtedly the second one.
At this moment, Malfoy, who has just broken through this obstacle, has not stopped his footsteps, because the voice in his mind has become clearer.
"Oh, ahead ... just ahead ..."
Faced with the instinctual desire aroused by that voice, Malfoy's personal will was small.
"As long as I have enough power, I can surpass anyone, including that McLean ..."
He continued to run forward, towards the place where the voice called to him.
"Yes, as long as there is power ... as long as there is power, I can control everything, and I will definitely let the surname 'Malfo' surpass the global magic world!"
He was still running, and the broken grass was left behind.
"I want the world to remember-remember me Draco Malfoy!"
He ran and went straight to the entrance to the ancient mountain forest temple.
"boom!"
Then he stopped again, and flew upside down like the first time ... but this time blocking his way forward, it was no longer a transparent magic barrier, but a living person.
"Malfo ..." the man frowned slightly. "Why are you here, can you give me a reasonable explanation? I mean ... if you can still explain."
The caller was, of course, Maca who came directly from Hogwarts, and when he saw Malfoy's look now, he had some guesses.
No matter how Malfoy became like this, at least, based on the lingering thick black gas on his body, Maca can roughly conclude that it has something to do with the Monument of Deception.
But to talk about the monument of confusion, most of them can't be related to Voldemort?
"Is that the" backhand "that the guy left for himself when he was living in the Malfoy mansion?" Marka looked at Malfoy, who was still trying to get up from the ground. What benefits can he bring? "
"Mike ... Ryan ..."
的 Malfoy, who was stopped by Makar's curse, stood up again, but although he was not injured, he still covered his head vigorously, and called Makar awkwardly.
哦 "Oh? Can you still speak?" Marka looked at his miserable look thoughtfully.
Judging from the current situation, Malfoy is by no means a black death from Voldemort. Because although there are guys who can retain a certain self-consciousness in the Black Dead, in terms of past memories, it is impossible and does not need to be preserved at all.
So, what kind of existence is this Malfoy standing before him now?
"McLean ..."
Malfoy felt strange now. He wasn't surprised by his surroundings or the sudden emergence of Maca. What made him feel astonished was himself.
In fact, although he didn't know the reason, the bewildering voice that originally occupied almost all of his consciousness in his mind disappeared from the moment Maca appeared.
不能 Whether this is a blessing or not, he doesn't know yet.
只 He only knew that the voice had left him completely, but there were still two different wills in his heart.
One of them said that now Malfoy should flee here immediately, because the maca in front of him would definitely pose a great threat to him; the other voice, instead, kept telling him that everything should be told Kat told the truth honestly, so that he could be truly redeemed.
"Malford?"
At a time when he has no time to take care of outside information, Malfoy's contradictions and conflicts from the depths of his soul are easily revealed in his expression. Seeing the ever-changing look on his face, how could Maca be unaware.
Seeing Malfoy's condition seemed a bit wrong, Maca took the initiative to take a step forward in front of him, but the other party immediately backed up.
I can see that Malfoy's eyes immersed in his consciousness finally put on Maka's body again. However, more in that look was instinct alertness.
In other words, his eyes turned to Maca's side, but his will remained in his heart.
"Well, today's time is a bit nervous, anyway, take it back first ..."
Maca thought about the alchemy contest currently being held in Hogwarts' vestibule, and felt that at this time, it was estimated that there would be no result, so she decided to pack Malfoy directly.
"Draco Malfoy!"
The sound of Maca had already brought a little power of the rules of the soul, almost like a direct bang in Malfoy's heart, making him suddenly shocked. It was also such a simple call, after all, to awaken Malfoy from his entanglement of wills.
"Ah! McLean--"
If someone can show two opposite wills at the same time on his body, it must be like Malfoy at this moment--
I saw his face full of struggling expressions, but his legs took a few steps back sharply, and then turned and flew at the maximum speed he could.
As he moved away quickly, he turned back in paradox again, obsessively looking at the direction in which Maca was.
"... McLean ... Save ... Save me."
Malfoy's condition was obviously abnormal, and he twisted and ran away abruptly, which was naturally more difficult to predict. In addition, his speed is really very fast, so even the maca who has been staring at him in front of him can only react after he runs a short distance.
"This guy seems to have been running since I knew him ..."
Even if Malfoy is almost never a pleasant sight, he was also a classmate of Maca. The most important thing is that although this product is not pleasing, at least it has always been self-aware. Since he was taught once by Makar little when he was a child, he has never provoked Makar directly.
As Maca said—in front of him, if Malfoy wasn't running away from his head, he must be on his way, basically without exception.
Maka even remembered that when Voldemort drank unicorn blood in the Forbidden Forest that year, Malfoy was scared and slipped away with his teeth at the beginning.
"Although it's not very eye-catching, why can't you be anywhere?"
As she recalled some past events, Maca followed Malfoy ahead. It can be seen from the slightly shortened distance between the two that Maca's speed is obviously faster, and it is only a matter of time to catch up with Malfoy.
Uh ...
At about the same time, Ens was still straddling his flying broom that came out of Hogwarts, moving forward at full speed.
Just below him, the surging sea seemed to be endless, and the sea-level lines in all directions were connected with the blue sky.
On top of the hoe, there weren't too many clouds blocking it. The sun beamed its dazzling light, and even cast the heat on Enz, who was facing the sea breeze.
Continuous sun exposure and the lack of fresh water for a long time made Ens a little dry.
"How long will it take to see the coast ..."
He looked around for a few more moments, and suddenly stopped in the air, then pulled out his wand and laid it on the palm of his hand.
"Show me the way."
The words did not fall, and the wand turned on its own immediately, and pointed steadily to the north. Ensby calculated the direction pointed by the tip of the wand, and then nodded again, and then rushed forward.
移动 It must be quite difficult to move on the sea without a reference object, but for a wizard riding a flying broom, he can always reach his destination straight as long as the direction is right at the beginning. As far as flying brooms are concerned ~ EbookFREE.me ~ unless there is a small hair bias in itself, otherwise the flying angle will not change.
From time to time, Keynes confirmed his direction of travel, just to ensure that he did not accidentally move the broom handle while flying.
However, without any problems in the itinerary, the mental and physical exhaustion caused by long flight has become the biggest problem.
The voice of saying the spell just now was obviously a little hoarse, and Ens himself felt it clearly. And always maintaining the same flying movements, also made him a little back pain, and even his muscles became stiff.
"It ’s okay to come to an island first, at least take a break ..."
While thinking this way, Ens shook his head vigorously, leaving these thoughts as far as possible. Because he knew that chasing Malfoy in this way would have been reckless enough, and if time was wasted, there would be even less chance that he would go there to regain opportunity.
Now his greatest hope is the test that Sarah Slytherin's phantom gave him. This is probably the only thing he had, but Malfoy did not get.
I would like to say that he might still seize some opportunities from Malfoy's hands, then he can only rely on the advantages that may exist.
Therefore, he must not hesitate because of such exhaustion.

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