Chapter 719: A Person Who Has Been Running Away

Magic is an incredible thing that people can never understand with common sense.

Just like the transparent barrier set up by Maca, when it endured Malfoy's continuous impact again and again, it obviously kept making solid sounds as if hitting a wall. But in the end, when it was finally difficult to maintain its shape and broke apart, there was not even a single bit of movement.

Yes, under Malfoy's bewitched successive collisions, the seemingly indestructible magic barrier was finally forcibly destroyed.

If the outermost interference magic is the first obstacle to Malfoy's progress, then this magical barrier shaped like an upside-down glass bowl is undoubtedly the second.

At this moment, Malfoy, who had just broken through this obstacle, did not stop his footsteps, because the voice in his mind became clearer.

"Well, ahead... just ahead..."

In the face of the instinctive desire evoked by that voice, Malfoy's personal will was insignificant.

"As long as I have enough strength, I can surpass anyone, including that McClain..."

He kept running, toward the place where the voice called him.

"That's right, as long as I have power... as long as I have power, I can control everything, and I will definitely let the surname 'Malfoy' surpass the world's magical world!"

He was still running, leaving the crushed grass behind him.

"I want the world to remember - remember me Draco Malfoy!"

He ran and went straight to the ancient temple in the mountain forest at the entrance.

"boom!"

Then he stopped again, and flew upside down like the first time... Only this time, what blocked his way forward was no longer a transparent magic barrier, but a living person.

"Malfoy..." the man frowned slightly, "Can you give me a reasonable explanation for why you came here? I mean...if you can give an explanation."

Of course, the person who came was Maca who came directly from Hogwarts, and when he saw Malfoy's current appearance, he somewhat guessed.

No matter how Malfoy became like this, at least, based on the thick black energy that lingers on him, Maca can roughly conclude that it has something to do with the Bewitching Monument.

And when it comes to the Bewitching Monument, it probably has something to do with Voldemort, right?

"Is it the 'back hand' that guy left for himself when he lived in the Malfoy family mansion?" Maca looked at Malfoy who was still trying to get up from the ground, and couldn't help thinking secretly, "But, what's the matter?" What good can it bring him?"

"Mike... Ryan..."

Malfoy, who was stopped by Maca's curse, had already stood up again, but although he was not injured, he still covered his head vigorously, and called out to Maca with great difficulty.

"Oh? Can you still talk?" Maca stared at his miserable appearance and asked thoughtfully.

Judging from the current situation, Malfoy is by no means a black dead disciple transformed by Voldemort. Because although there are guys among the Black Dead who can retain a certain degree of self-awareness, as far as past memories are concerned,

But it is impossible, and there is no need to preserve things.

So, what kind of existence has this Malfoy who is standing in front of him now become?

"McLean..."

Malfoy felt strange now, not his surroundings, nor Maca who appeared out of nowhere. What surprised him was himself.

In fact, although he didn't know the reason, the bewitching voice that almost occupied his entire consciousness in his mind disappeared suddenly the moment Maca appeared.

Whether this can be considered a blessing, he still doesn't know now.

All he knew was that the voice had completely left him, but there were still two different wills entangled in his heart.

One of them said that Malfoy should flee here immediately, because Maca in front of him would definitely pose a great threat to him; while the other voice kept telling him that he should report all the facts to Malfoy. Ka candidly tell the truth, only in this way can he truly be redeemed.

"Malfoy?"

At the moment when he had no time to care about external information, Malfoy's contradictions and conflicts that almost came from the depths of his soul were easily revealed in his expression. Seeing the frequently changing expression on his face, how could Maca not notice it.

Seeing that something was wrong with Malfoy's state, Maca took the initiative to take a step in front of him, but the other party immediately backed away.

It can be seen that Malfoy's eyes immersed in his own consciousness finally landed on Maca again. It's just that there is more instinctive guard in those eyes.

In other words, his eyes turned to Maca, but his will still stayed in his heart.

"Hey, today's time is already a little tight, anyway, let's take it back first..."

Maca thought about the alchemy competition that was still going on in the vestibule of Hogwarts, and felt that there might not be a result in a while, so he simply planned to pack Malfoy away.

"Draco Malfoy!"

Maca's sound already carried a little power of soul rules, almost as if it exploded directly in the bottom of Malfoy's heart, causing his whole body to be shocked. It was such a simple call that finally woke Malfoy from his entanglement of wills.

"Ah! McClain—"

If there is someone who can display two diametrically opposed wills in his body at the same time, it must be someone like Malfoy at this moment——

I saw that although his face was full of struggling and stalemate expressions, his legs suddenly retreated a few steps, and then he turned around and galloped at the maximum speed he could achieve.

When he quickly moved away, he turned his head back in an extremely contradictory manner, persistently looking back in the direction where Maca was.

"...McLean...help...help me."

Malfoy's state just now was obviously abnormal, and he turned around and ran away so abruptly, which was naturally even more unpredictable. In addition, his speed was indeed very fast, so even Maca, who had been staring at him in front of him, barely reacted after he ran a short distance.

"This guy seems to have been running away since I knew him..."

Even though Malfoy was almost never pleasing to the eye, he was also Maca's classmate. And the most important thing is that although this guy is not likable, at least he has always been self-aware. Since he was taught a little lesson by Maca when he was a child, he has never provoked Maca directly.

As Maca said—in front of him, if Malfoy didn't turn his head and run, he must be on the way to escape, basically without any exceptions.

Maca even remembered that when he met Voldemort sucking the blood of a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, Malfoy was so frightened that he slipped away with Fang Fang at the beginning.

"Although it's not very eye-catching, why can't you be missing everywhere?"

While reminiscing about some past events, Maca also followed Malfoy in front of him. From the slightly shortened distance between the two, it can be seen that Maca's speed is obviously faster, and it is only a matter of time before he catches up with Malfoy.

...

At about the same time, Erns was still straddling the broomstick he had brought out from Hogwarts, flying forward at full speed.

And just below him, the turbulent sea seems to be endless, and the sea level in all directions is connected with the blue sky.

Overhead, there were not too many clouds blocking the way. The sun swayed boldly with its dazzling light, and even cast heat on Ensi, who was walking forward against the sea wind.

The continuous sun exposure and the lack of fresh water for a long time made Ernes somewhat parched.

"How long will it take to see the coast..."

He glanced left and right again, and suddenly stopped in the air, then drew out his wand and placed it horizontally in the palm of his hand.

"Show me the way."

Before the words were finished, the wand immediately turned itself, and pointed steadily to the north. Ensby calculated according to the direction pointed out by the tip of his wand, and then continued to rush forward after nodding his head again.

It must be quite difficult to move on the sea without a reference object, but for a wizard riding a broomstick, as long as he calculates the direction correctly at the beginning, he can always reach his destination in a straight line. Because as far as the broomstick is concerned, unless there is a small problem of bias, the flying angle will not change.

Erns checked his direction of travel from time to time, just to make sure that he didn't inadvertently touch the broomstick while flying.

However, when there is no problem with the itinerary, the mental and physical exhaustion brought about by the long-term flight has become the biggest problem.

The voice of chanting the incantation just now was obviously a little hoarse, and Ensi himself clearly felt it. And maintaining the same flying movements all the time also made his back ache, and even his muscles became stiff.

"It's okay to come to an island first, at least take a rest first..."

While thinking this way, Ernes shook his head vigorously, trying to put all these thoughts behind him as much as possible. Because he knew that he was reckless enough to chase Malfoy just like that, and if he wasted any more time, it would be even less likely for him to go there to regain his chance.

Now his best hope was the test that the phantom of Salazar Slytherin had given him. It was probably the only thing he had that Malfoy didn't have.

If it is still possible for him to seize some opportunities from Malfoy's hands, he can only rely on this possible advantage.

Therefore, he must not hesitate because of such exhaustion.

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