Chapter 1837 Association

The atmosphere in the church hall seems to have become a little dull.

Harry and the others barely calmed down the angry Mr. Blois... Oh, or to be more precise, they forced him back to sit on the chair.

On the other side, Willy still guarded the door leading to the apse with a group of expressionless wizards, as if he would not let anyone come through.

Regarding the scene where the father and daughter seemed to be having an awkward fight, Harry and the others could only watch with some embarrassment from the sidelines. As long as the two of them didn't start a fight, outsiders like them were obviously not suitable to intervene in it.

Therefore, the whole hall fell silent.

Harry, who didn't know what to do, also sat down next to Blois. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the blade of the Gryffindor sword carefully... Maybe it was because too many people were killed by the sword. Since the silver blade was stained with blood, he would subconsciously wipe it down whenever he had time to rest.

It's a pity that the inexplicable reddish rubbing will definitely not be wiped off. Apart from making his heart calmer, it has no other effect.

Suddenly, Harry, who seemed to have thought of something, suddenly turned his head and looked not far away.

"Ginny, how's Ron?"

"Recovering."

Ginny, who was sitting with Hannah, glanced at Ron, who was placed at the prayer table by them.

"He seems to be asleep."

"I didn't sleep," Ron said with his eyes slightly closed, "how could I sleep at a time like this...don't worry Harry! I told you I'm fine."

"That's good," Harry nodded casually, "Then why not... think about what we should say after seeing Maca for a while!"

"You must first ask him what he wants to do." Neville scratched his head and said, "To be honest, I think he's starting to look like that Hai Erbo, I mean, what the two of them did It's completely incomprehensible!"

"At least Maca won't leave quietly this time," Hannah said, "At the same time, he probably won't drive us away... Otherwise, why did he help us improve our strength? ?”

Her words,

Immediately, Harry and the others nodded in agreement. But at this moment, a familiar voice came from the doorway behind Willie.

"...Of course I won't drive you away, because...I will just 'please' you to leave this place."

"Maca!"

No one was seen yet, just hearing this voice, Harry and the others hurriedly stood up from the bench.

Especially Mr. Blois, he had already taken a few steps towards that side, so that Willie couldn't help standing in front of him again to block his way.

"Oh! No... Thank you, Willie, thank you for helping me stop them temporarily." Maca pushed away the wizards blocking the door, and then pulled Willie to his side, "But it's not necessary now, Because I'm here."

"Ok."

Willie slightly raised her head to look at Maca, then silently stepped aside.

"McLean"

Blois frowned, staring at Maca and said:

"You saved Willie back then, and I helped you a little bit... But, it's not for you to abduct my daughter now!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Blois!" Maca couldn't help shaking her head when she heard the words, "But things are not as you imagined. In fact, even I didn't expect that Willie would suddenly leave the island and come here. Find me."

"Then why?" Blois said.

"I've already figured this out," Maca explained. "In fact, the fact is very simple, because the 'curse' in Willie's body still remains, and it is unexpectedly stubborn. Although the little bit that remains' The cursed substance will no longer cause her to become as serious as before, but once it erupts, it will still take away her own will..."

Just as he was talking, Maca turned around and looked at Willie who was standing quietly beside her.

"Mr. Blois, you know, you also saw it when I injected myself with those cursed substances on the island. Because of this, when the so-called 'curse' in my body got out of control, it also aroused her That small part of her blood remained. And she, who had lost her self-awareness, only relied on instinct to find her all the way."

"What about her now? Is she controlled by that kind of soul power?" Bulova couldn't help asking after listening.

Maca shook her head immediately when she saw him asking this question.

"In order for her to retain the minimum level of sobriety and reason, I have used some methods, but for the time being, I can only keep her in this state, and I can't leave my side for too long. I am trying to use this power Take full control, and then Willie can truly return to normal."

Speaking of which, Maca couldn't help shrugging, and then said to Bulova:

"But... yes, Mr. Blois, I don't think you are wrong to blame me, because this is indeed the result of my lack of ability. For this, I can only say 'sorry', even if it is more or less Some don't help."

After listening to Maca finished speaking, Blois stared at him for a while, then suddenly sighed and said:

"So, in the end, it's still because of the blood curse of my Bulova family?"

"At least I'm also somewhat responsible," Maca said, "Not only did I fail to completely extract the cursed substance from her blood, but I also injected the extracted cursed substance into my own body despite your persuasion, causing the curse to explode out of control , thus implicating Willy... I'm sorry."

"Maca, but I don't mind."

Hearing this from the side, Willie couldn't help but reached out and grabbed his sleeve and said so, but Maca shook her head at her immediately.

Then, he turned his head and continued to say to Mr. Blois:

"Therefore, you do have a reason to blame me, Wei Li, for having nothing to do with this disaster. I shouldn't have involved her."

However, at this time, Willie's father had completely calmed down, and he frowned and said:

"Is this really the case? I remember you said... The blood curse of my Bulova family is not a 'curse' in essence, but a kind of soul rule... You injected it into yourself at the time, didn't it also be for Have you mastered the second soul rule rune?"

While speaking, he glanced at his daughter, then suddenly paused, and then said in a deep voice:

"As for the soul rule... If I remember correctly, Hai Erbo is best at it, right? I'm afraid I won't believe that the old affairs of my Bulova family's ancestors have nothing to do with Hai Erbo."

The words of Wei Li's father made Maka purse her lips, and her eyes became deeper.