"Alas"

Barbray lay on the soft bed, his hands behind his head, and let out a long sigh as he looked at the intricately carved ornamentation on the ceiling.

This long sigh of suppressed emotion was nothing else, because of the "plan" he had just heard from the prince, which really made him feel helpless.

"Get the final recipe from a powerful wizard like Mr. McLean? Your Highness and Mr. Davidson...... What kind of joke is this? ”

Right now, the phrase was just lingering in Barbré's mind, not really speaking. But just by looking at his increasingly depressed expression, you can see how distressed he is.

Yes, it turns out that for some reason, the first heir to the British royal family is actually planning to get his hands on Maca's potion formula, and he is naturally referring to the finished product formula after the experiment is completely successful.

However, to get such an important thing from a wizard of both intelligence and strength, even a "former Muggle" like Barbré, who was only new to magic, knew how difficult it really was.

It's just that, after all, this is a plan that was told by the prince himself. Even when Barbré learned of this plan, he still felt a little helpless.

But for Barbré, who has not yet broken away from his status as a "royal guard...... It seems that there is only one option to "bite the bullet", right?

What's more, the benefits that the prince promised him later did make him quite excited.

"Alas!"

Thinking about it, Barbray couldn't help but sigh heavily, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that if this kind of plan wanted to succeed, it was simply a dream!

"Not to mention stealing recipes, even if you start with a good relationship with the other party, it's impossible. In the past few days, except for the magic demonstration and the regular inspection every night, it seems that I haven't talked to Mr. McLean more than half a sentence, right? ”

So, the night passed quietly in Barbré's sad daze.

……

“…… What an interesting pair of friends! ”

The next morning, not long after Maca had questioned and talked with Ens, and had asked him to go upstairs to rest, Alexander appeared outside the door.

Hearing that the other party said that he was going to see Enns, Maca thought about it for a while, but quickly let him go.

And now, Maca was in this living room, secretly sighing for the somewhat unusual friendship between Alexander and Enns.

"Ness's temper is indeed a bit bad, which is a bit of his father's favor, but in the face of this friend who can hardly say anything good on weekdays, Alexander is very patient, and he will not be dissatisfied with the cold words that Ens often blurts out."

Thinking of this, Maca withdrew her gaze from the side of the stairs, leaned back on the sofa and shook her head with a smile.

"If Harry had Alexander's mentality, and Malfoy's kid had Enns' 'bottom line', maybe they could have become such a slightly awkward pair of friends, right?"

If that were the case, even if the world was still full of trouble, Malfoy probably wouldn't have ended up where he is now.

Muttering to herself, Maca finally pursed her lips and threw aside such beautiful ideas that didn't make much sense.

"Let's talk to the two of them first!" Suddenly, he got up from the couch and put the letter he had just written to Helmpo into his pocket, "I'll give it to him when Enstor relaxes a bit." ”

Before she could finish speaking, Maca turned and walked in the direction of the staircase, and in a moment passed the floor where Ens and Alexander were, and returned to his own room.

When he closed the door with his backhand, he pursed his lips and said to himself in his heart:

"Now that we all know that the soul fragments in the Horcruxes can be extracted directly by some method, why don't you study them yourself before sending the letter over?"

And just as Maca was thinking this, he suddenly stretched out his hand and emptied all the furnishings in the room with a vanishing spell. Then, he took out a whole stack of rune cards with various magic symbols drawn in advance, and gently threw them forward.

The next moment, with a rapid flow of magic in the room, a large number of cards swirled up and down like butterflies, and under Maca's will, one by one fell extremely accurately to the place where Maca wanted them to fall.

In a short time, the ground, walls, and ceilings were already plastered with rune cards according to a specific pattern. After the maca-infused magic activated, the entire room rippled with a faint blue light.

It was only then that Maca cautiously reached into the leather bag around her waist and took out the Devouring Mirror little by little.

"Bang."

After placing it in the far center of the room, Maca stood a short distance in front of it, frowning slowly.

"To be honest, I really don't want to see this thing at all if it wasn't necessary, and every time I see it, I can't help but think of that bad memory!"

He muttered as he lowered his gaze to the mirror of the ancient mirror. There, runes with the soul rules that Maca had repeatedly strengthened were flickering brightly and diligently, resisting the powerful soul-only attraction in the mirror of the Devouring Mirror.

And since the Devouring Mirror was now being blocked by Maca's "Arrogance Rune", the already chaotic mirror now looked even more hazy.

To put it bluntly, you can't see anything.

"Where exactly will Helbo's soul fragment be hidden? In that 'space' inside the mirror? Or is it ...... Well, why does it have to be a mirror? Obviously nothing can be illuminated......"

After standing in front of the mirror for a while, Maca simply sat down cross-legged on the spot, holding her chin in one hand and deep in thought on the blurred mirror.

Needless to say, just the way a normal mind can think of an examination, Maca has already done it. So this time, instead of trying to get to the inside of the mirror, he stared at the thing and began to wonder if there was something more special.

After all, Helbo said that he was able to extract the soul fragments from them, and with a relatively clear goal, it would naturally become much more efficient to think about it.

And if what Helmo said was really just a lie with ulterior motives, then Maca seemed to have more reason to think about it first.

"But...... I still can't see anything, huh? ”