Chapter 63 Powerless Temptation
Since the beginning of school, Maca has spent most of her time working on her own problems. The source of this matter is not difficult to grasp, it is nothing more than the fault caused by that dagger.
According to Rowena, this is actually a part of the test.
If Maca's guess is correct, the goal this time may be to let him regain those lost emotions and emotions.
It's just that this test is obviously much more difficult than last time. At least the Phoenician characters still left some obvious clues, but the weird dagger left Maca clueless.
Rational thinking can help him think calmly, but unfounded speculation can only be regarded as wild guesses.
It's obviously something to do with the soul.
Maca remained invisible, searching for information in the restricted area of the library.
He carefully flipped through the magic book he had read a few times before—it was the research notes on soul magic.
This book still exudes that uncomfortable magic fluctuation, but for some reason, the current Maca is no longer unbearable.
He turned the book page by page, studying it carefully by the moonlight outside the window, and lost his mind from time to time.
After a while, he skimmed through the book roughly.
There are some harvests, but they have nothing to do with the current purpose. Maca stuffed the book back.
The dagger... torturing the soul... what exactly is it? He kept talking to himself in his heart, trying to evoke some inspiration to help him think.
Just thinking about it, he suddenly closed his eyes and stood there quietly for a while.
Yes, that's right! Maca opened his eyes suddenly, and said out involuntarily.
He even forgot that he was in an invisible state.
Yes, yes... If moods and emotions are part of the soul, then erasing them is equivalent to erasing part of the soul.
Maca analyzed calmly, and put forward a hypothesis that was not even recorded in the magic book.
And if you want to erase part of the soul, you must first tear the soul. This can refer to the method of making the Horcrux.
...but then what? After tearing... could it be swallowed? He guessed this, and the words in his mouth couldn't help but pause, doesn't that mean...
If it was really swallowed, then I'm afraid it would be troublesome, the dagger didn't come back with him.
It seems that I can only find a way to check the state of the soul...
Maca thought about it, and then pulled out the book that had been stuffed back not long ago.
I remember... I have it. If you analyze this incomplete spell, you should be able to try to separate the first half...
Since Maca saw the mystery of the casting of the spell with his own eyes during the summer vacation, he had a deeper understanding of the spell and rules.
Although it is still impossible for him to create the spell himself, he can already try to disassemble and improve the spell.
While staring closely at the content on the page, Maca subconsciously waved his wand to verify whether his analysis was correct or not.
I saw a faint black mist flashing slightly on the wand, wrapping around the wand body and poking out from the tip of the wand.
The black mist twisted and rolled, and gradually became thicker, and gradually even took on some vague forms.
Not long after, the black mist formed a terrifying misty skull, and there was even a faint blue light flickering in the empty eyes, which looked quite scary.
Suddenly, a suppressed low voice came out of nowhere in the library.
Maca immediately waved the black mist skull away, and at the same time turned his head to look at the source of the voice.
... He was silent for a while, and then said calmly, Ron, come out as soon as you come.
As Maca's voice faded away,
The library once again returned to its original silence.
After a while, Ron, Harry, and Hermione lifted their invisibility cloaks and came out next to the bookshelves outside the Restricted Section.
Very smart. Maca looked at the strips of cloth tied to the soles of the three people's shoes, and then glanced at Hermione.
Not this one--
Maca shook her head, interrupting Hermione.
Tell me, what's the matter with coming to see me so late.
The three of Harry looked at each other, not knowing where to start.
Especially Ron, when he saw the scene just now, he even had the idea of leaving here immediately.
To be honest, he really regretted that he accidentally called out just now.
And Harry, who was standing next to Ron, was covering the scar on his forehead with his hand at this moment - the skull made of black mist just now made his scar ache.
As for Hermione, in fact, she didn't want to come this time, but she was very worried about Maca's current state. After thinking about it for a while, he finally followed.
But when the three of them directly faced the expressionless Maca, they all stayed where they were with their mouths half open.
Even though everyone had bad guesses about the situation, no one expected to see such a terrifying scene in the library.
To be honest, when the three saw the skeleton formed from the tip of Maca's wand, a sense of fear from the soul immediately rose from their hearts, and that feeling is still lingering.
But at this moment, Maca was standing by the huge bookshelf, a ray of moonlight came in from the window, obliquely illuminating half of his face. That indifferent expression coupled with this gloomy scene made people feel a little frightened.
No, it's nothing! We just want to find a book in the restricted section. Hermione said cautiously.
Book? Maca nodded, Then you can find it, I should go back.
Naturally, he didn't take what Hermione said seriously, she had already lent out that Power Potion, so what book is she looking for now?
But Maca didn't want to reveal this point.
After stuffing the book in his hand back on the shelf, he calmly walked towards the door of the library.
But just as he passed Harry and the three of them, Hermione couldn't help asking.
Maka, are you... all right?
Maca paused, but didn't look back.
fine.
After all, he moved on and quickly disappeared at the gate.
From the beginning to the end, Ron didn't say a word. It's not that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to say it—to be honest, he was a little scared.
And Harry kept thinking about the scar on his forehead. He didn't understand why it would cause pain when he saw Maca's weird magic.
After a while, the three of them got back into the invisibility cloak and returned to the Gryffindor common room in silence.
Harry, how did you know Maca was in the library?
In the common room, Ron asked with an ugly face.
Harry shook his head and said, I'm just guessing, because I saw Maca's handwriting on the magic book in the restricted area before...
You're just trying your luck! Hermione said involuntarily.
I just thought, even if you didn't meet Maca, maybe Hermione, you can see some clues from Maca's words... Harry explained, Because I can't understand those words, So I've always been curious. But I don't know...
Oh, stop it, Harry! Ron couldn't help but said, I think I should tell Dumbledore about this...
Following Ron's words, the common room seemed to become much quieter.
Hermione looked at Ron for a moment before nodding.
Maybe this time, you're right...
Even if it's for Maca... Hermione said softly in her heart.
...
The incident at the Dueling Club inevitably became the topic of discussion among the students.
Some were discussing Maca's bravery, while others were wondering how strong Maca had become, and so on. But more, they were talking about Harry's performance.
...Because being able to talk to snakes is a famous ability of Salazar Slytherin. Therefore, the symbol of Slytherin House is a snake! That's why the whole school will now think you are his once Great-great-grandchildren or something...
Ron's words kept ringing in Harry's ears, and the other students' comments and fear of him made him quite annoyed.
When Harry angrily left the crowd and walked quickly in the hallway, he bumped into something he shouldn't have seen again.
Justin Fenriely lay on the floor, cold and stiff, with a look of horror frozen on his face, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.
That's not all, there was a figure next to him, which was a strange sight that Harry had never seen before.
Nearly Headless Nick, the ghost of Gryffindor. But now, instead of being milky and translucent, he was jet-black and smoky, lying flat and motionless, suspended six inches above the ground.
Half of his head was missing, and he had the same terrified expression on his face as Justin.
Soon Harry found that he didn't need to worry about how to explain Maca to Dumbledore, because he was being taken to the principal's office by Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore's office is still so much fun.
If Harry didn't have so many things to worry about right now, he'd be glad he had the chance to come and see.
It was a large, beautiful circular room, filled with all sorts of funny little objects.
On the slender high table, there are many strange silverware. They whirled, puffing out little puffs of smoke. The walls are covered with portraits of old principals and headmasters, all snoring softly in their frames.
There was also a huge table with claw-shaped legs. And on a shelf behind the desk, there was a tattered, crumpled wizard hat - the Sorting Hat.
Harry hesitated, looking warily at the sleeping wizards and wizards on the surrounding walls.
Surely it wouldn't hurt if he took the hat off and tried it on again?
Harry walked quietly around the table, picked up the hat on the shelf, and slowly put it on his head - it was too big and slid down over his eyes, just as it had done when he first put it on.
