Chapter 892 Where Did He Go?

all day!

Maca accompanied Hermione and Luna, as well as Harry, Neville and others who also joined later, playing inside and outside the castle for almost a whole day!

Of course, Ron is not in the mood today.

To be honest, it seems like a long time has passed since the last time Maca played with everyone. Since he became a professor at Hogwarts, he seems to have been busy all the time, and the time to get together with these friends is less and less.

Hermione felt that today's Maca might be a discovery of conscience, or she wanted to really relax her body and mind.

Therefore, he would rather not even do the Christmas activities of the ancient magic literature, but set aside such a day to enjoy it carefreely with other peers.

It's a pity that Hermione not only didn't guess right, but was even outrageously wrong.

In the evening, Maca, who was watching the Christmas performance in the auditorium with everyone, suddenly left Hermione and the others silently while everyone was engrossed in watching.

He didn't disturb anyone, but he just exited the auditorium alone and went outside into the snow.

The snow outside is still falling, but there are still many people coming and going. From him, he could see that some people were heading towards Hagrid's hut, and some people were walking towards the greenhouse... Naturally, some people were also heading towards the castle.

Maca just paused for a while outside the gate of the auditorium, stopped to look at the huge vestibule of the campus, and quickly stepped into the world of snow and mist.

Not long after, he walked slowly to the school gate, but stopped suddenly.

"Is this leaving?"

That was Professor McGonagall. In the past few days, only she knew that Maca would leave Hogwarts at this time.

When Maca heard this, she couldn't help but glanced back at the castle. The clouds covered the setting sun that should have appeared, making everything look a bit groggy, and it would be even more difficult to distinguish if a layer of snow curtain was added.

But even so, the familiar castle is still very clear in his memory.

"I'll be back sooner or later, this time it's just a temporary departure." He stared at the snow-covered castle for a while before turning back, "...Yes, it's the same as going to Durmstrang back then. Isn't it?"

Mag looked at his face, suddenly stretched out a slightly thin palm, and patted Maca's arm twice.

"I won't say much else—be careful!"

Maca immediately nodded slightly, showed a bright smile at Mag, and walked out of the school's iron gate without hesitation.

But this time, he didn't look back.

A moment later, Mag, who was looking at Maca's back, only saw the space distort suddenly, and immediately that figure completely disappeared in the blowing snow.

...

When Maca reappeared with instantaneous fluctuations, he had already arrived in a certain alley on the streets of London. And waiting here are a few news dealers like Mundungus.

"Have all the words been released?"

"Of course, the entire European magic world has spread the word wherever it can be touched. Anyone who is interested in this rumor,

It doesn't take much to find out. "

"Well, when you see the effect, settle the rest of the rewards with everyone! Remember to remind them a few more times, so that they don't talk about this job - otherwise, if things don't work out, they may even die I don't know how I died..."

After learning that the false information had been spread, Maca waved away the few wizards gathered here, and then came to the street outside the alley as if nothing had happened.

The streets of London bathed in Christmas atmosphere look extraordinarily beautiful. Even though the heavy wind and snow had covered the entire street, the constantly flickering lights still made the street beautiful.

But on this crowded street, Maca is like a ghost that no one can see. Although he is in a bustling market, he still seems to be alone.

"No way, after all... this is the most efficient choice."

He walked slowly with the flow of people, feeling somewhat aimless, because he was thinking.

"When I heard old Eun's plan at the beginning, I thought it was pure nonsense, but now I have come to the present step by step... I hope it will go smoothly!"

"If it works, maybe I can go back to Hogwarts soon next year. It doesn't seem bad to be a professor for another two years, right?"

"Well, speaking of which, everyone enjoyed the Christmas event... I hope they can enjoy it to the last day."

"Then, when Luna graduates, she will resign... Speaking of which, she should have a serious family..."

Maca's thinking became a little jumpy, which shows that there are quite a few touches in his heart. It's just that no matter what, his plan has already been put in front of him, and even half of it has been implemented, so there won't be much room for change in what to do next.

So even if he regrets it, he can only follow this path until the success or failure of the result gradually comes.

Seriously, don't look at how many times he crushed Hai Erbo's head, and even left behind the body that the other party robbed twice. But when it comes to the actual damage, Hai Erbo didn't even hurt a single hair.

And this is where the power of the Horcrux lies. As for Hai Erbo, the creator of the Horcrux production method, she is incomparable to Voldemort, who is also based on Horcruxes, just because of her avoidance of side effects that do not affect her mind at all.

Suddenly, Maca, who was walking among the crowd, was startled.

"...Is it almost time?"

A thought flashed inadvertently in his mind, and there were fewer people in the crowd in an instant, but even the few Muggles walking behind him didn't notice it at all.

After he used the Portkey to transfer again, the scene that reappeared in his field of vision was already desolate. Looking not far away, the towering black fortress fully revealed the name of this place.

This is the "Azkaban Wizarding Prison" - at least until Maca and old Ewan's plan is completed, it is still the largest wizarding prison in Europe.

In the next second, Maca, who had just appeared on the island, had already stepped on the magic book and flew high, and quickly swept to the top of the fortress. Immediately afterwards, a large rune array formed by splicing a large number of curved stone slabs quickly caught his eyes.

Of course, he also saw Ewan Ravenclaw who had come here earlier.

"coming?"

Old Eun was still sitting in his wheelchair, but today his attendant wizard named Heman did not come with him as usual.

"Has the news spread out?"

The old man still speaks in such an airless way, which makes people feel that he seems to die at any time - if he is really always in this state, no one will understand how he got here alone.

"Well, it's out..."

When Maca arrived, he was preoccupied with making a final check on the formation, and answered somewhat absent-mindedly. He didn't even land on the ground, and he was still floating in the air with the magic book, because it was more convenient for him to carefully check every corner of the pattern.

After a few seconds, he added another question:

"Where are you?"

Most of the information points that Maca can reach at present are concentrated in the European magic world. Apart from this, there are relatively few places where he can actually reach out.

So the spread of rumors in North Africa, West Asia, and even the entire American magic world was carried out by the forces built by the old Eun over the years.

Seeing Maca's question, the old man quickly responded:

"No problem... No matter where it is, as long as he is still investigating where I am, he will definitely get the location information of my Greek branch. No matter what, he will definitely not come to disturb our business..."

After old Eun finished speaking, the two fell into silence again. Maca seized the time to confirm the completeness and accuracy of the formation, while the old Youn cast his gaze far into the air.

Even though today's sky is full of thick clouds, it does not prevent him from tilting his head powerlessly to look up at the sky. His line of sight seemed to be able to penetrate the clouds and mist and reach the stars all over the sky.

After another ten minutes passed, Maca finally fell from the sky and stood on the edge of the huge formation.

"...In that case, let's get ready to start!"

As he spoke, he took out his staff, and the expression on his face became serious.

This formation mainly uses the resonance characteristics of magic power in certain extreme situations.

Just as the core of Harry and Voldemort's wands is the tail feather of the same phoenix, when they use their own wands to fight, the nearly identical magical properties of the two will naturally resonate.

The same reason.

Since all stars have magic power, when Maca uses this formation to create a magic power group that matches the magic power of the comet, it can ignore the influence of distance.

Speaking of which, an application of ancient astronomy is actually to use the magic power of the stars to resonate with the wizard's star array, and then achieve the desired result of the wizard.

Therefore, the method that Maca has worked hard to think about is actually the reverse application of ancient astronomy.

Not long after, when Maca pinched the time accurately and landed his staff on a certain stone slab at the edge of the formation, his magic power immediately meandered along the lines on the slate to the center of the formation.

In just a blink of an eye, the faint blue light swam to the center of the formation, and then, step by step, starting from the center point, the formation was lit up one by one.

At the same time, the four gazes of Maca and old Eun all fixed on the position where the brilliance flowed, silently watching each rune being activated one by one.

But it was also at this time that Hermione, who was far away in Hogwarts, finally discovered the disappearance of Maca. When she immediately thought of Maca's company today, she realized how far her previous conjecture might be from the truth.

"...No, no," Hermione suddenly grabbed Harry's clothes beside her and couldn't help asking eagerly, "Did you see Maca? Where did he go?"

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