Chapter 1018 Humanoid Marauder's Map

? Flitwick's levitating spell hit the rope accurately after all, dragging Luna who had jumped into the pit forcibly on the way to the bottom of the pit.

At this moment, she felt a little stomach ache from being strangled by her own rope around her waist.

It's just that Luna, who is drooping her hands and feet, has no time to care about these, because even though she still failed to go down to the bottom of the deep pit, she still vaguely felt a suspicious flow of magic power.

"Miss Lovegood, are you all right? I'll pull you up—"

On the ground, Flitwick, who was standing by the hole with his wand outstretched, yelled down, and then, without waiting for Luna's answer, he decisively raised the tip of his wand.

Immediately, Luna was forced to be like a kitten with the nape of its neck lifted, and Flitwick controlled the rope and dragged her up.

"Oh!"

The moment she set foot on the ground again, she lost her footing and sat down on the ground.

"Miss Lovegood, I'm not talking about you, but you are too bold!" Flitwick finally couldn't help muttering after lifting the floating spell, "You know what? Kingsley and Xiao When Sirius and the others inspected this area, they didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary, just worried that there might be some undiscovered traps. After all, now even Maca has been tricked once..."

Flitwick was originally a person who couldn't keep his mouth shut, but now Luna's impulsiveness made him want to warn him even more.

The latter sat by the pothole, listening to Flitwick's high-pitched voice in a daze, before nodding his head bewildered after a long time.

"Sorry, Professor Flitwick...I see."

To be honest, Luna is not admitting her mistake.

With her usual style of doing things, it has long become a habit to do things on her own as before, and it may be very difficult to make her feel that she has done something wrong.

However, she could feel worry and concern from Flitwick's nagging—after feeling the other party's kindness, she intuitively realized that she might need to apologize to the other party.

At the very least, you should accept the kindness of those who are caring about you.

It's just that it's one thing to accept kindness, but it's another thing for Luna to stick to her own opinion.

"Professor, I will be more careful next time."

Before the words were finished, Luna, who was sitting on the ground and nodding obediently one second ago, moved her butt back while supporting the ground the next second, turned over and fell into the pothole again.

But this time, Flitwick really didn't expect that the little witch would jump a second time without success, and he was really stunned by that neat and unexpected move.

"Oh, sure enough—those little things here are having weird reactions!"

Luna controlled the rope that hadn't been loosened, and quickly descended to the bottom of the pit. And immediately, the free magic power in her perception had a strange direction, which seemed to extend from the bottom of the pit to the wall on one side.

"Love Gu—"

"Professor Flitwick, I think I've found a clue!"

Flitwick above had just hurriedly poked his head to look under the pothole, and then he heard Luna's voice coming up quickly, interrupting the rambling behind him.

"What?" He was suddenly surprised, "The clue... is it true?"

"Yes," Luna raised her neck, with a clean smile on her face, "it's right here—well, it should be going in that direction!"

"Is that what you said to Professor McGonagall earlier, the kind of 'small particles' lingering in the air?"

Regarding Flitwick's repeated confirmation, Luna nodded affirmatively towards the entrance of the pothole.

"That's right."

...

Let's not mention that Luna seized the timing of the Muggle mutation, was able to persuade Professor McGonagall to go to the scene where Maca disappeared, and successfully found a clue.

In fact, when something happened in the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic this morning, Maca, who was still wandering in the black and white city, suddenly stopped moving forward.

But seeing him touching a certain symbolic pattern on his wrist, the faint burning sensation made him frown slightly.

"...This time, I really can't stay here any longer."

Although he really wanted to know why Haierbo created this special space, he still had to go back if something unexpected happened to the outside world.

But now, the rune imprint he left in the dungeon of the Ministry of Magic has obviously been destroyed.

The next moment, I saw Maca waving his hand to take out his staff, and then waved it.

In an instant, a silver eagle suddenly appeared along with a large piece of silver mist, flapping its wings soundlessly and flying into the air.

This is the patron saint of Maca's silver eagle. The shining silver color represents his strong spiritual power. Even this space created by Hai Erbo cannot take away the color from Maca itself.

But to be honest, seeing such bright colors in this city that only has black, white and gray, even Maca can't help but feel a burst of relief.

You know, he has been in this boring space for several days!

However, the patron saint was summoned only to let it deliver a message to the windbreaker wizard. If he wanted to leave this space, the Patronus Charm would not be of much help.

"Let me see, where did you put the magic node connecting to the outside world!"

Just thinking about this, Maca suddenly threw the staff in his hand on the ground, and a burst of magic power swept straight to a certain direction in the city through a subtle way.

At the same time, in a small corner of downtown London, an inconspicuous little black spider suddenly shook.

Immediately afterwards, I saw it crawling out from the corner of the wall quickly, and disappeared into the distance in a blink of an eye.

Not long after, no one, including those Aurors who were still searching for Maca in and around London, noticed that some spiders in the city suddenly became active.

They confirm their positions in various places in London. Whenever a little spider finds its place, the symbols drawn on its abdomen will correspondingly light up with a faint blue light. Soon, those unnoticed little spiders gradually built a magic web covering most of the city.

When this magic net was finally formed, Maca, who was still in the black and white space, also expanded the range of perception to a limit.

This method of greatly expanding the range of his induction was originally thought of by him from the method when he used spiders to sneak into the Ministry of Magic.

It was only because of the transmission distance of magic power that this method was not successfully put into use until he had mastered some of the soul rules.

And now it seems...

"...The effect is not bad, but it is a little blurred."

It is impossible for creatures from the outside world to appear in this black and white space, but the magic power of these creatures will be reflected here accordingly.

It is also because of this that Maca in this space can use the magic net built by the giant eight-eyed spiders without hindrance.

In other words, the experience of being able to incorporate most of London's magical dynamics into perception is indeed shocking enough.

But in fact, it is not so beautiful.

A large amount of free magic power is moving in such a wide range, just feeling its majesty like a vast ocean, makes Maca like a boat rolling and swaying in the stormy waves.

Fortunately, the entire magic web is supported by the souls of the little spiders, and his boat in the wind and waves always has a harbor to rely on.

"Well, the turbulent flow of magic power over Big Ben is still continuing, which is somewhat unclear. However, such a flow that is almost unnecessary is definitely not a magic node, but it seems to be caused by some magic item. The source of magic power..."

"Those two sources of magic power... are they Kingsley and Sirius? It's really too vague, but if they are really them, then they should be looking for me..."

"The Ministry of Magic can't sense it. Is it because it's underground? I don't know what's going on there. I hope the Aurors who stay behind can seal off the dungeon floor in time..."

At this moment, Maca had almost turned into a humanoid Marauder's Map, and it was still a large-scale map covering most of London. Any wizard who he can distinguish the fluctuation of magic power can be followed and observed by him in real time.

However, it took a lot of time to wait for his precious spiders to arrive at their respective positions just now. And now, it is obvious that it will take more time to find the so-called magic nodes in the whole city.

"Mr. McLean?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded from behind Maca. Just by hearing that hoarse voice, even if there is no patron saint who came back with him, he can easily know who is coming.

What's more, there are only two people in this space at present—unless Hai Erbo comes, otherwise, who else could it be?

"Are you here?" Maca nodded slightly without looking back, "Wait here for a while! I'm looking for a way to leave...something happened outside, I have to go back. That's why I called you Come here and ask if you want to go out with me?"

"What happened? What—"

Behind Maca, the wizard in the windbreaker just subconsciously spoke halfway, but quickly closed his mouth slightly in a daze.

Maca naturally noticed the abnormality of the other party quite keenly, but he didn't say anything, but refocused his attention on perception.

The wizard in the windbreaker stood silently behind him, and seemed to want to speak several times in a row, but every time he held back at the last moment.

No one knows what this mysterious wizard knows and what he wants to say. And even though Maca noticed the mystery of the other party, he just tacitly didn't pierce the thin layer of window paper that couldn't be thinner.

More than half an hour later, Maca was taken aback for a moment.

"That's... Luna?"