Chapter 354 The Old Man by the Lava Lake

( ) Leading to the depths of the ground is a corridor that changes from narrow to wide. Maca and the other five were all in a state of invisibility, flying under the top wall of the tunnel.

In order to prevent the corners of their clothes from swaying due to the air current, everyone quietly wrapped their robes around their bodies.

At the beginning, they could still see that the four rails in the middle of the corridor extended side by side.

But as it continued to go deeper, the corridor gradually turned into a wide cave—the traces of artificial excavation seemed to be slowly disappearing.

Soon, the four tracks spread apart, each extending out a completely different arc.

This is a natural underground cave, and judging from what can be seen with the naked eye, the depth of this cave is by no means normal.

In this cave, there are strange-shaped stalagmites, stone pillars and stalactites everywhere. The track stretches around among the jagged and strange rocks, and slowly circles deeper.

And on the stone wall of the cave, there are dense metal doors inlaid, layer upon layer, and the model of the door gets bigger as you go down. People can't help but want to see how spectacular the bottom door will be.

"That's right, it's here! The place Snape's Legilimency saw should be at the bottom of this cave!"

Lupine accelerated from the middle of the flight queue and leaned towards Maca's side.

"Really? How deep is it?"

Because the cave is not straight, it is impossible to see the situation below at a glance.

"I don't know, Snape just said, it's bright down there!"

"Very bright?"

Maca nodded, and called everyone to speed up the dive.

At first, everyone felt the colder as they went down, and the icy cold wind cut their cheeks like a knife, making people unable to open their eyes; but after flying to a certain depth, the surrounding temperature began to rise gradually stand up.

When Maca walked around a stone pillar platform again and stepped straight down on the magic book, he finally understood what the "very bright" just now meant.

Really bright, and dazzlingly bright!

Under this cave is a magma lake that doesn't even have a foothold. The tumbling magma exudes orange-white light, bubbling and bubbling large and small bubbles.

Occasionally, a few salamanders could be seen protruding from the inside, and when their tongues stretched and stretched, they spit out a small string of sparks.

The further you descend, the more you can feel the heat in the air rising sharply; although there is still a distance from the bottom, there is already a pungent sulfur smell in the mouth and nose.

"Stop first! Be careful, the Fireproof Curse won't allow us to swim in the magma!" Maca turned around and shouted.

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head to examine carefully.

In fact, there was no vault left on the way, and of course the track had already come to an end.

The surrounding cave walls went down vertically, submerged in magma all the time, making one feel like it was a stone crucible filled with syrup.

"There seems to be... nothing here?" Tonks at the side followed suit and looked down, but he didn't find anything.

"Hmm...the bottom is full of magma, the magic power is too manic, it doesn't seem to make any sense to just look at it here." Maca frowned, and took out the staff again, "Lupine and I go down to check first, you are in Be alert here, remember to pay attention above as well."

After all, he and Lupine looked at each other, and then descended at the same time.

As it continued to approach, the astonishing temperature of the magma even produced a burning sensation on the exposed skin, as if it would spontaneously ignite in the next second.

If this continues, I am afraid that even the surface of the magma lake will not be able to get close.

As a last resort, Maca had no choice but to wave his magic staff, and the regular runes on the surface of the stone inlaid on the top of the staff suddenly lit up, and the surrounding temperature immediately dropped.

"It's not bad, it can be cool in summer too?" Lupine teased.

"It's too extravagant to use this to cool off—"

Before Maca finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Lupin's clothes, and then pulled them up more than 10 feet.

Almost at the same time, a giant lava hand suddenly protruded from the surface of the magma lake, passing dangerously under Lupin's feet, melting the broom that Lupin had left behind.

"It seems that we don't need to find it ourselves."

Maca stared at the cave that suddenly appeared on the rock wall on the side of the magma lake, then took out another broom from his waist and stuffed it into Lupine's hand.

After Lu Ping sat back on the broomstick again, Maca let go of the hand that had been tightly holding onto his clothes, and shook it lightly.

"You go up and watch the battle with everyone first. If the opponent has helpers, I will trouble you."

Lupine paused, but did not move.

"How about I stay..." he asked.

Maca immediately interrupted Lupin, he didn't even take his eyes off the hole, he just stretched out his hand and pushed Lupin.

"The guy who did it just now is not easy, you can't deal with it." He said without looking back, "Go up quickly, stay away from here."

Lupine hesitated again, but finally he lifted the broom handle and went up to a higher place.

Someone hiding in the cave seemed to have noticed Lupin's movements, and the magma lake below surged again, and then several groups of lava flew up and shot straight in Lupin's direction.

Maca immediately waved his staff, only a gust of cold air passed by, and the temperature of those clusters of red lava suddenly dropped, cooling down into black stone balls in a blink of an eye.

"Bones to pieces!"

There was no need for Maca to make another move, and Mrs. Weasley, who had been keeping an eye on the following, released a few crushing curses at the right time, blasting the several head-sized stone balls into pieces.

Of course, Maca is not the kind of person who can only fight back. At the same time that the other party was manipulating the lava ball, the mana on his staff suddenly flashed, and he also controlled a large piece of magma, rushing into the cave like a sea wave. go in.

Just when the piece of magma was about to rush into the cave, the stone wall suddenly shook, and then surged out in a very timely manner, closing the cave again.

The lava waves slammed on the closed stone walls, splashing several feet high, and as the sparks flew, a ball of hot golden-red light erupted.

This tentative confrontation was undoubtedly just the beginning for the two sides, but just the trial had such momentum, which made Lu Ping, who was watching the battle above, tremble with fear.

"Since you have such strength, why don't you come out and show your face?" Maca stood on the magic book and shouted loudly, "At least let me know, who are you fighting with? This is a duel What about etiquette!"

"What? Isn't it Voldemort?" After hearing Maca's call, Lu Ping and others couldn't help being surprised.

After a period of silence, the originally sealed cave suddenly exploded. Accompanied by the rumbling sound, a stone bridge stretched out of nowhere on the vertical rock wall.

Afterwards, a middle-aged man with luxurious clothes and a handsome face came out slowly, and gently stood still at the end of the stone bridge.

When Maca saw the appearance of the other party, he was puzzled for a moment at first, and then he suddenly widened his eyes, showing a surprised expression.

"...Monsieur Blois...?"

"Huh?" The other party stared at Maca's face for a moment, then pondered slightly, "Have we met?"

"Mr. Blois, I'm Willie's classmate—Maka McLean," Maca pointed to his nose, "Do you remember? I stayed at your house for a while at the end of the second grade Woolen cloth!"

"McLean..."

Mr. Blois thought for a while, as if recalling something, he nodded reservedly.

"Well, you've grown up."

As Maca remembers, Willie's father has not changed much from before. Although he looks very handsome, he always has a serious look, which makes people feel a little indifferent.

"Mr. Blois, you...why are you here?"

Right now was not the time to chat, although he had speculated that Willie might be here before, but when Willie's father unexpectedly appeared first, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

It was originally estimated to be very bad, but now I am afraid it will become even worse.

"Of course I have my reasons." Mr. Blois said calmly.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to want to say more, Maca couldn't help making trouble.

"Mr. Blois, I just want to know, do you... have anything to do with Voldemort?" He frowned and asked suspiciously, "What conditions did Voldemort offer in order to get your help? "

Mr. Blois didn't answer any more, he just shook his head expressionlessly.

Tricky! Very tricky!

Maca's biggest headache is going against an acquaintance, especially Willy's father. He had made up his mind to trust Willie, but now it seemed that even Willie's father was on Voldemort's side.

He really wanted to ask for clarification right away, so as not to have to fight in a daze later, maybe he would find out that this was a misunderstanding after the fight.

And, more importantly——

"Then, Monsieur Blois, at least answer my question—"

Maca paused, took a deep breath, and the warm sulfur smell spread from his mouth and nose. I don't know if it's because of the high temperature environment here, or because of his restless mood, a burst of hotness suddenly appeared in his chest.

"Willi... is she okay?" Maca asked seriously.

As if feeling the pure and sincere concern in Maca's tone, Mr. Blois's serious and tense expression relaxed a little, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his eyes looking at Maca.

When Maca was a guest at Blois Castle, although he didn't have many opportunities to get in touch with his daughter's classmate, the few times he had dinner with him still left some impressions on him.

So far, the daughter has only brought one classmate home—and that classmate is the young man named "Maka McLean" in front of her.