Chapter 1594 Proud but Cowardly
In the end, Maca struggled with the stone box all night alone in the cave under the Hufflepuff Chamber of Secrets.
It wasn't until the eastern sky turned pale, and the owl Mafa over the ruins of the castle issued a piercing warning, that he put away the mysterious stone box that hadn't been opened before returning to the ground. .
"Well?"
Mafa's tweet just now was naturally not a yelling. Maka scanned the surroundings, and soon found some figures looming on a hillside outside the school.
Seeing this, Maca immediately whistled high into the sky, and then pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Forest. The owl Mafa, who was still hovering in the air, turned his head at the sound, and then flew straight to the depths of the Forbidden Forest without looking back, and disappeared after a while.
And it was only at this moment that Maca raised his toes and tapped the ground, then flew up and greeted the group of figures who were approaching here.
When the two sides got closer, Maca realized that it was actually a group of centaur!
"Are you... Firenze?"
As for the centaurs who lived in the Forbidden Forest in the past, although Maca had contact with them several times, he didn't actually remember them well. The only one who had a deep impression on him was Firenze, who could only be distinguished by the creamy coat color of the other party.
After all, from the perspective of humans, the appearance of the horse people is actually somewhat similar.
"Your Excellency McLean!"
After the group of horsemen stopped in front of the school gate one after another, Firenze came forward with small steps and said:
"I'm glad to see that you are still safe and sound... But to be honest, we have to say sorry to you. The horror of doom made my family instinctively stay away from the quagmire, and it failed to bring the slightest help at the most critical moment."
The centaurs are proud by nature, but in fact they are extraordinarily timid. Their talents in divination and foresight make them fear the destiny and avoid disasters.
Maca is naturally very clear about this.
And if you have to say it, even if the horses are really willing to help, Maca doesn't know what to do for them. As far as the fighting ability of the centaur is concerned, it is probably not interesting to the most ordinary black wizard.
"Firenz,
There's no need to say anything to apologize...Well, speaking of it, what are your plans for coming here? Ready to go back to the Forbidden Forest? "
"Oh, no, we just saw the catastrophe fall into Hogwarts last night, so we plan to come over this morning to see if there are any wounded who need help... This is probably the only way we can survive this terrible disaster. done."
Maca could still feel Firenze's friendly heart. After all, there was no need for these horse people to come here.
Even because Maca had made some promises with the other party's previous generation "Davros"...that is, their old patriarch, if the Centaur clan were in danger in the future, Maca might return to help them. Bundle.
"Thank you for your kindness, but there are no injuries here - before the disaster happened, I had arranged for all the teachers and students in the school to leave."
"That couldn't be better!" Firenze nodded immediately, "The coming of evil has disturbed the brilliance of the stars. In the past two months, my family's ability to know the destiny has been greatly affected. Many things... …don’t know where the future is headed.”
"That sounds really bad," Maca shrugged. "In that case, you should go back! Stay as far away as possible. I think some bad things will happen to Hogwarts."
After hearing this, Firenze couldn't help but paused, and then couldn't help but bowed to Maccario.
"please forgive."
Forgive the cowardice of the centaurs? Maca shook her head—in this disaster, those who fought bravely are certainly worthy of admiration, but avoiding disaster does not necessarily mean being despised. No matter which one it is, only the part that can survive in the end is qualified to judge right from wrong.
Maca looked at the centaur in front of him turning and leaving one after another with heavy faces, but only looked at their silent backs, without expressing any opinions of his own.
Until the last one, Firenze, who turned his head back, stopped for a while, turned his head and added to Maca:
"Davros said, if you have time, please go to our new tribal territory - he has something to return to you."
"'give me back?"
Maca was startled, but did not stop them from asking further. Because he knew the temper of the horse people, they would naturally say what they had to say, and it was useless to ask what they didn't want to say.
Seeing that the hillside when they gradually turned over quickly completely left his field of vision, Maca glanced back at the ruins of the castle behind him again, and then disappeared from the spot.
No way, a building like Hogwarts Castle with a lot of magic added cannot be easily restored with a repair spell.
Even today's Maca has not restored its self-confidence.
...
Compared with the various tragic scenes in the UK, the situation in France is naturally much better.
So when Maca appeared on the street near Blois Castle, the ruins of Hogwarts that still remained in his mind suddenly formed a sharp contrast with the scene in front of him, which even made Maca's mood depressed again a bit.
"Sir, are you all right? You don't look well?"
A kind Muggle lady who passed by him asked kindly. Although Maca can understand some French now, she can't speak it very well, so she can only smile a little and shake her head.
Immediately afterwards, after bidding farewell to the kind lady, he went straight to the entrance of Blois Castle not far away and walked quickly.
Not long after passing through the magic boundary hidden on the stairs, he saw that the old butler of the Blois family had led a group of friends and family servants waiting for him at the door.
"Oh! Maca—"
Before Hermione, who was standing in the front, had time to say hello, she saw a figure rushing out from the old butler and rushing into Maca's arms.
"Maka, are you okay? My father never lets others tell me about you. I didn't know you were in so much danger until everyone came yesterday! Oh, if I knew it earlier, I should have secretly left Sneaking out of the house, even if it can only help a little..."
Just seeing that flowing silver hair, Maka didn't even need to look at the other person's face to know that the one rushing to him must be Willie.
Although, the indifferent girl who used to talk like squeezing toothpaste and could only jump out one by one, now seems to have become a chatterbox.
"Good morning, Willie...Good morning, everyone." Maca said with a calm smile.