Or the same weathered rock hall, the stone slabs on the ground scarred by the bite of time, and the stone pillars that supported the top wall were covered in erosion.

As for the stone throne located in the deepest part of the hall, it is full of the vicissitudes left by the years.

Maca stood in the doorway with a ball of light, looked left and right into the hall, and then crouched down to take a closer look at the floor in front of her.

"Whew-"

He blew lightly, and a puff of lime flew up, but he didn't care, just reached out and touched the notch on the floor after blowing some dust away.

"It's all weathered and destroyed...... So what was going on at the time? ”

Maca vividly remembers the last time he was here, it was a change shortly after he stepped into the hall. As if he had accidentally touched something, he restored the entire hall to its original state, and Rowena appeared.

And after that, it was the complex formations on the floor that worked, introducing him into a world like a fantasy in one fell swoop.

The sight of being an assassin in the memories of others will never be forgotten in his life!

It's just that he can figure out everything else, but he doesn't have a clue about the initial changes - even if there was indeed a magic circle carved on the floor of this hall back then, now there is nothing left. Without the formation built by runes and lines, how could it still work?

Yes, Maca wanted to meet Rowena, so he returned to the hall in the grotto at the bottom of the lake.

Due to the Bronze Eaglet's complete destruction to fend off Helbo, Rowena's ordeal had been completely interrupted, and Maca could not think of any other place where there was a possibility of seeing Rowena again.

And there were some things that seemed like he had to meet Rowena to really find out.

To be honest, Maca didn't really want to see her, after all, the results of meeting her might not always be good. However, no matter how carefully he resisted so far, it seemed that he would eventually come to this point.

"Since it's not on the ground...... Could it be on the ceiling? ”

Glancing closely at the battered nicks on the floor, Maca shook her head, then casually tossed the light in her left palm above the hall.

Unfortunately, there are no other marks on the top wall except for the chisel marks left when the hall was excavated.

"Alright! It doesn't seem to be. ”

He couldn't help but hesitate a little as he muttered, because he didn't really have to find out why. As long as the circumstances that triggered Rowena's appearance in the first place were not one-off, then he would only need to go inside as he did last time to see Rowena as he did last time.

As for whether we can communicate, that's a matter for that time.

However, Maca didn't want to give up - he didn't want to lose the initiative while trying to meet Rowena.

Coming here today, he was looking forward to being able to talk to each other on an equal footing.

But soon, more than ten minutes passed unconsciously, and he still couldn't figure out why he just stood at the door.

After a long period of hesitation, Maca decided to go first and have a look. If Rowena appeared as soon as he entered, then it seemed that he could only honestly express his full admiration for the strength that the other party possessed thousands of years ago.

However, before he could take the first step into the hall, he finally felt a wave of magic that he had not noticed the last time he came.

It was a force that was constantly circulating in the hall, large, subtle, yet indescribable. This made Maca finally realize how Rowena had left the introduction of the illusion magic in a weathered, dilapidated ordinary rock hall.

In a nutshell......

"Is it that an entire formation has been sealed in the space of this hall in the form of magic fluctuations?"

It must be said that this is an extremely ingenious idea that requires a considerable depth of knowledge of rules and magic.

Because it is invisible, unless it is a person with a strong enough magical perception ability, it is difficult to detect its existence at all.

And a wizard of the level of Maca, even if he can detect it, it is impossible to modify it in any way, at most it can only be temporarily destroyed. After a period of time, it will automatically collect the magic in the space according to the established rules and laws, and return to its original fluctuating state again.

"Shall I say...... 'worthy of Rowena Ravenclaw'?"

Maca thought for a moment, but suddenly withdrew the foot that had just reached into the hall and stepped back again. Then, I saw him take out a stack of cards and look down to pick them out, and then suddenly raised his hand and scattered the picked cards into the hall.

Watching the cards scatter like butterflies and then fall one after another to where they should have been, Maca couldn't help but chuckle.

"If Hermione was here, I think I should probably praise her again!"

If it weren't for Hermione's suggestion, Rune Cards wouldn't have been so useful - the stone powder paint made Rune Cards' resistance skyrocket, and even in this environment full of mana fluctuations, Maca could still arrange the array she needed and activate it smoothly.

After scattering the cards, Maca patted her dusty hands, smoothed her collar and hem, and strode calmly into the hall.

He let those magical fluctuations sweep through his body continuously, and when he walked to the center of the hall and stood for a moment, a rather familiar vibration of soul rules violently swept through the entire stone hall.

Then, the scenery around him changed as quickly as he had when he first came.

The signs of weathering that had been extremely severe disappeared, and the throne, the stone pillars, the floor, everything became brand new, and the lamps on the pillars on both sides were lit up with a bright and natural light.

It is worth mentioning that the cards that had just been spilled on the ground by Maca disappeared.

"Click...... Click...... Click...... Click......"

Suddenly, a series of slow, light footsteps sounded outside the hall door behind them, unhurried, and gradually approaching, exactly like the last time.

Maca, who was still facing away from the door, frowned slightly, a little worried that she might not be able to see Rowena who could communicate with him normally today, because it was actually just an image without wisdom and memory.

To put it bluntly, he was just betting that he could meet Rowena here.

"Here we are."

Maca said secretly in her heart.

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