"What you see in the mirror...... Is this it? ”

When Maca pulled out the crate she had found under the Hufflepuff Vault, Enns was surprised. He didn't expect that Maca really had such a thing in her bag.

"Yes, that's it," Ens said, staring at the box in Maca's hand, looking left and right, "...... Is there still a line of words engraved on it? ”

"Huh?"

Hearing him ask, Maca couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.

"Yes...... What's wrong? ”

"The 'Slytherin' in the mirror was pointing to that line and signaling to me, and he seemed to want me to take a look." "Still, because it's so far away, I can't see it clearly." ”

Speaking of this, while recalling the scene he saw in the mirror, he said with some confusion:

"Mr. McLean, do you say...... 'he' wants me to open this stone box?"

Maca thought about this for a moment, and then shook her head slightly.

"I don't need to let you read this line if you just want to open it," he said, and finally turned the engraved side to Earns, "I remember you said that you had taught yourself this Old English in order to read Hufflepuff letters—can you?" ”

When Ens heard this, he immediately waved his hand and said:

"No, I just studied it roughly, and then translated the letter from the book. This one...... Not? Do the latter two words mean 'don't open'? ”

"That's right," Maca subconsciously glanced at the line of nicks before explaining, "and the whole sentence means 'Chosen children, if they are not ready, do not open this box.'" ”

"That means," said Ence, frowning and hesitant, "that 'Slytherin' in the mirror is trying to tell me not to open it?" ”

"Maybe!"

At this time, Maca's thoughts were obviously not clear, but he still said:

"Or, more likely, you want you to stop me when I see that I'm about to open it?"

Of course, it is not known that he wanted to lure Maca to open the stone box in this way.

"Forget it, there are too many possibilities...... You can't let it mess with your thinking, so you won't think about it for now. After thinking about it for a moment, Maca carefully put away the stone box first, and then waved her hand and said, "Anns, don't think about it...... Take a little more rest! By tomorrow we will have to go back to England in the morning. ”

When Ens heard this, he said:

"Are you going to find Helbo?"

Maca didn't hide it, and when she saw him ask, she nodded her head.

"Yes, but I'm the only one who wants to see that guy, as for you...... I'll leave you in the camp of the Blois family outside London. ”

"Oh, well!"

After saying this to Enns, Maca lowered her head again and continued to pound the pile of wood.

In this way, when the sun was gradually sinking behind the western mountain, and the sunlight that had originally sprinkled the canopy of the trees had all turned into silver moonlight, Maca, who had once again shifted her research object from the soul wood to the devouring mirror, finally stopped what she was doing for a while.

It was only then that Maca reached out and woke up Ens, who had fallen asleep unconsciously.

"Wake up, the sun is setting."

"Huh?"

Ens looked sleepily at Maca, then left and right, and then remembered that he was in the depths of Helpo's dungeon.

The dark scene around makes people's concept of time blur a lot.

"It's night?" He asked, somewhat slurred.

"It's just night, to be exact," Maca said, taking out a basket and placing it between the two, before gesturing to Enns, "Eat!" ”

With that, he casually opened the napkin covering it, revealing a large basket of food. Then he took the lead in picking up a ham sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth and munched on it.

On the other side, Ens looked at the pile of rich delicacies and couldn't help but be a little surprised:

"Mr. McLean, this ...... Is it necessary? Why not just bring some dry food that is easy to carry? ”

"Dry food is also available!" Maca shrugged, "Hurry up and eat!" You're a Hufflepuff student, don't make such a fuss! This is more or less a tradition of our college. ”

……

Once he had his fill, Ens watched Maca do the research he couldn't understand, pondering something about himself.

During this time, the Devouring Mirror had not shown any anomalous appearances, even when Maca was doing other research.

Presumably because he was too idle, or perhaps because he had just eaten "dinner", Earns, who had been dozing off for a while, suddenly felt that he was starting to get sleepy again.

Speaking of which, since he came out of Blois Castle until now, Ens has deeply felt that Maca is completely taking him as a "unstable factor" by his side.

To be honest, it did make him feel a little uncomfortable.

It's a pity that the lack of strength is a rather cruel reality for many people.

Fortunately, Ens is also a person who is resolute enough. Although he usually has a bad temper and treats people quite coldly, there is still a minimum bottom line. Otherwise, he may be like Malfoy, tempted by some forces that do not belong to him to embark on a path of no return that harms others and himself.

As Ens fell asleep in a daze, Maca glanced over to him, and sat down in front of the Devouring Mirror to retrieve the mysterious stone box.

Why did Ens see that kind of image? Was it made of the fragments of Helbo's soul stored in the mirror? If so, what is the other party planning to do?

After a moment of silence, Maca suddenly held up the stone box, looked at the chaotic mirror and said:

"What, you want it? Then why don't you just ask me? ”

Maca didn't speak too loudly, but his words still sounded exceptionally clear due to the strange silence in the tomb.

If someone is listening, they will be able to hear it.

However, as the words gradually settled, the mirror surface of the Devouring Mirror still did not show any abnormal changes - it was clear that he had already made so many strange actions in Fort Blois, and even just now, but he was "playing dead" in front of him.

This annoyed Maca.

However, at present, he really can't do anything about this broken mirror.

Shaking his head slightly, Makafu put the stone box away again, and then raised his left hand in front of him. On the index finger, the ring engraved with the Blois family crest shimmered with a faint silver light.

"Mr. Blois?"

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