Chapter 1660 The Mysterious Man in the Mirror

Nearly two hours have passed since the beginning.

In the room, the faint blue light is still rippling silently, making people feel as if they are in the deep seabed. After staying for a long time, there will even be a feeling that even I am wandering leisurely.

To be honest, this kind of feeling is not very good, like those people who are prone to seasickness, they may start to feel dizzy and nauseous at this moment.

Fortunately, Maca, who has lived in a port town since he was a child, does not dislike such an environment. What's more, when concentrating on observing and thinking, it is easy to ignore the external situation to a certain extent.

Just like during the past two hours, Maca has been staring at the Devouring Mirror and meditating without distraction, not paying attention to such insignificant things to him.

Although... until now, he hasn't figured out anything yet.

"How should I put it... Is it worthy of being 'the ancient black wizard Hai Erbo'?"

In fact, Maca has conducted research on Horcruxes more than once—he had studied almost every one of Voldemort's Horcruxes very carefully, including Harry, a rather special "Horcrux." Humanoid Horcruxes".

If it is a little exaggerated, as long as he spends more time and energy on experiments, he might be able to make himself a Horcrux to play with!

However, after Maca conducted several researches on the Devouring Mirror, he soon realized that the gap between Haierbo's Horcrux and Voldemort's Horcrux was like a work of art and a children's toy. that huge.

Moreover, this is definitely not the difference between the devouring mirror and the diary, which are used as the material of the Horcrux, but the huge difference between the creators themselves.

That was the case, and it was no wonder that Maca couldn't help but sigh like that.

"...horcruxes...killing...soul tearing...sin..."

Just when Maca was staring at the mirror, he was going to go through his thoughts again from the beginning of the principle of making Horcruxes. The movement of Alexander leaving Enns' room and the approach of another familiar source of magic power outside the tower door finally distracted Maca a little.

"Alexander is going back? And... that should be Mr. Steward, right? Is there any new information?"

Maca muttered,

His gaze subconsciously lowered his head and moved to the floor—what he saw was the direction in which the old butler was walking towards the gate of the tower.

However, it was the moment when Maca's attention was slightly distracted... He didn't realize that his image slowly emerged from the mirror that he had been staring at for two hours before.

The effect of "Maca" in the mirror is very virtual, faint and translucent, coupled with the chaotic mist that continuously flows like a vortex in the mirror, it is difficult to see clearly if you don't look carefully.

However, since the posture of the "Maca" is exactly the same as the real Maca, it is easy for people to see that it is indeed the mirror image of Maca.

And when Maca lowered his head slightly, considering whether to put away the mirror of devouring and look down, the "Maca" in the mirror moved by itself.

I saw "it" lift up its right hand that was propped on the floor little by little, and gradually stretched it towards his waist, as if it was about to take something out of that leather bag.

Looking at that cautious appearance, it seems that "it" also knows that its "body" is very sensitive, and it doesn't dare to make too much movement at all.

However, the moment the "Maca" in the mirror had successfully put his hand into the bag, the real Maca outside the mirror suddenly raised his head.

"Ok?"

He looked at the mirror with some doubts, but saw that it was still the same as the previous two hours, and there was nothing there.

In fact, Maca didn't really notice something and suddenly looked up, he just felt a little strange inexplicably. And it was the sense of disobedience that he didn't know where it came from that made him suddenly raise his head and look at the devouring mirror that was most likely to have some abnormal phenomenon in the room.

Unfortunately, he didn't see anything.

"Could it be that even with such a tight barrier set up, Haierbo can still transmit perceptions to Horcruxes through the connection between soul fragments?"

Thinking of this, Maca glanced at the chaotic deep mirror again, and then put away the Devouring Mirror again.

Because at this time, the old housekeeper had already knocked on the door.

...

"Ens, then I'll go first. After lunch, I'll see if Professor McLean can let me come up to accompany you."

"No, you'd better not come—I'm upset to see you now!"

Listening to Ensi's straightforward rejection lying on the bed, Alexander just shrugged his shoulders, apparently not paying attention to what he said.

"Okay, see you this afternoon!"

Before he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Ensi's answer, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Oh! What a dishonest young man."

Alexander said something so loud on purpose outside the door, and then ran downstairs in a hurry, leaving Ens in the room who was particularly annoyed and smashed the pillow on the door.

Not long after, Alexander, who had just returned to the living room downstairs, happened to hear three knocks on the door suddenly.

"Well?"

He stood by the stairs, subconsciously glanced back and forth into the living room, but did not find Maca.

"Professor? Professor McLean?"

He yelled twice, but no one responded, and there were three knocks on the door again, so Alexander had no choice but to walk towards the door by himself.

"Hey, wait a minute, I'm just—"

However, just when Alexander came to the door and was about to reach for the handle, he suddenly stopped opening the door again.

"Uh... sorry, who is outside? Professor McLean... seems to be absent now, I'm not sure if I should open the door for you?"

Probably because of thinking about what he heard from Ensi before, Alexander couldn't help hesitating. After all, although Maca didn't stop him when he came to visit Ensi, he didn't seem to be very good at letting him in so easily, didn't he?

"Oh? Is that Mr. Wolfe inside? You should remember that I am the steward of the Blois family...Of course, please don't be embarrassed by Mr. Wolfe. If Mr. McLean is not here, you don't have to Open the door for me—I'll just wait outside."

"Ah? Is it Mr. Housekeeper? Uh, it seems inappropriate for me to ask you to wait outside..."

Alexander was hesitating, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

"It's really not good to let the old housekeeper wait outside—Alexander, open the door quickly!"