The sand and gravel that the old butler threw out were effective in disrupting the spell, constantly disrupting the orderly flow of magic into a powerless and irregular magic.

Obviously, it was a peculiar alchemical product, and it should have been designed to look like this through research. Otherwise, that kind of sand and gravel would not have so coincidentally had the key property of near-levitation.

Right now, this room has almost become a special area where it is difficult to cast spells.

In terms of effect, this is actually somewhat similar to the rune array that Lockhart used against Voldemort in the first place, both of which were intended to temporarily incapacitate enemies within range. The only difference between them is that Maca's rune array is used to dispel magic, while old Edward's sand is just to disrupt magic.

Of course, Marka's rune array was much more powerful, and even Voldemort's huge magical power could be emptied of him in an instant. If Voldemort were to stand in this room at this moment, it would be difficult for the sand and gravel to withstand Voldemort's powerful control of magic.

But the advantage of refining golden sand gravel is that this thing is very convenient to use!

Just as most alchemy products are characterized by a very low threshold for use, and they can be used at any time, which can be described as a must-have product for home travel and self-protection against enemies. Compared to these, the big guy like the Rune Array that requires enough magic power to use can only be regarded as a strategic weapon.

"You two, I don't think it would end here, right?" As he spoke, old Edward had taken out some strange gadget in his hand again, and as he held it in front of him, he persuaded him, "If you two had turned away at this time, I would not have told you all about what had happened today." ”

It was only at this point that the two members of the Tauffler family were surprised to find that even the silence spell cast by the wizard in advance had completely lost its effect.

No, it seems that when Young Master Tefuler recited the whole body restraint spell just now, the silence spell had already been broken. But at the time, they were so so concerned with the sand that they both ignored the incantation for the time being.

“…… Mr. Butler," said Young Master Teffol, looking at old Edward with an unkind face, "do you think it is useful to say this now?" Don't say we don't believe it, even if we do, it's impossible to leave. ”

He was right, and once they started to do it, they had to keep going. They have already broken the rules on the surface, even if they just retreat, it is equivalent to actively abstaining from voting in this inheritance incident. Otherwise, would it be possible for them to benefit from it by legitimate means?

Offending old Edward, the distributor of the estate who holds the final right to interpret, can it be regarded as giving up the possibility of positive participation?

Nicol Lemay's alchemical legacy was extremely tempting, and the Tefler family had no intention of letting it go.

Young Master Tefleur quickly glanced at the wizard beside him, and the other party nodded silently. The next moment, that guy directly took out a dagger, flashed a cold light and rushed straight towards old Edward.

It seems that he is still a ruthless character with a certain melee ability, which is quite rare in the modern magic world that generally despises cold weapons!

When old Edward saw it, his face suddenly changed. In the interference space he had created, he was equally unable to cast spells against his enemies. And the opponent's movements are very fast, and the running route is even more irregular, which shows that this guy also has good melee skills.

He had another alchemy prop in his hand, but he was always hesitating.

Of course, it's okay to use it now, but the scope of this thing isn't huge. And whether it is a miss or a change of other items, it will give the other party an opportunity.

Want to gamble?

Maybe Edward would have chosen to try it when he was younger? But now, the older Edward, who was more cautious and cautious, failed to make such a decisive decision in such a short period of time.

Soon, old Edward had been forced to the base of the wall, and the other party was only a few steps away from him.

"Bang!"

With a solid muffled sound, the wizard with the sharp dagger flew straight out and slammed into the wall on the other side.

“…… Mai, McLean? ”

Our young master Tauffler was amazed! No, it's more appropriate to say horror than surprise. His eyes widened, and his wand shook violently.

As for the gloomy wizard who always had a dead face, he was still lying in the corner trying to get back on his feet! Looking at his appearance, he probably fell not lightly.

Maca stood right in front of old Edward, and he gently retracted the foot he had kicked out, and then reached out and grabbed a handful of them in the air, and then twisted a little of the suspended sand between his fingers.

"What an interesting thing," he said curiously, "sir, is there anything else about it?" Can you send me some later, I'd love to find time to study it. ”

Edward looked at him in surprise for a moment before nodding slightly.

"Of course, I've got some here—" replied the old butler, "well...... Mr. McLean, it's been a while since the last time, and I didn't expect us to be ...... in this situation."

He didn't finish his sentence, but shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was a little helpless about the current situation.

To be honest, of the three people here besides Maca, it was the old Edward who saw the extremely sudden change just now. But even he only saw a terrifyingly fast figure rushing in from the window, and then Maca, who was carrying his legs, suddenly appeared in front of him.

And the male wizard who seemed to be very good just now flew out without any suspense.

So what speed is that, exactly? Is it the effect of some unknown spell? This McLean is indeed worthy of a new generation of powerhouses who can defeat the two Dark Lords head-on, not only will they use this unheard-of magic, but they will not be affected in the slightest among these refining golden sand gravels.

Rumor has it that this Macca McLean is the only personal apprentice Dumbledore has ever received in his life, and that his talent is even higher than that of Dumbledore himself, so it seems that this may not be exaggerated.

Of course, Maca didn't know what the old butler was thinking. He was quite happy to see that the other party quickly agreed, after all, what he liked most now was to study these messy knick-knacks.

After gesturing to the old butler's head, he turned and looked over to Master Tefleur.

"We'll meet again," he smiled, then said unceremoniously, "Are you going to go by yourself, or do you want me to send you out?" ”

"You-"

Teffler gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word, but he couldn't say anything more. He is not a stupid person, and for Maca's shining debut, he naturally understands that the final outcome will most likely be on his side. Not to mention dealing with Maca, just by looking at the guy who barely stood up against the wall until now, you can see how perverted this seemingly younger McKelan is.

He was able to create a terrifying Frost Giant when he duel with him, and now he can kick his hired helper into a corner with his speed alone!

How to deal with this kind of opponent?

At least Tefleur couldn't think of it, and maybe there was someone who could deal with this McLean, but he knew that that person would definitely not be himself.

"Let's go!"

Young Master Teffler only thought about it for a moment, and immediately made a decision. He took a few cautious steps back, then circled around to where the wizard was, and hurriedly moved to the door.

"At least he's not stupid," Maca said with a smile to old Edward, "Actually, I don't really like to fight people, and it seems more suitable for me to stay in the lab and do research than those fights and kills." ”

"That's pretty good!" The old butler couldn't help but laugh too.

The two men who had stayed at Teffler exited the room, and the door closed again, leaving only Maca and Old Edward.

"Mr. McLean, Maxime-"

Edward was about to speak, but Marca suddenly waved his hand, motioning for him not to speak. Maka stared sideways at the door and waited for a moment before turning around and shaking her head.

"They are gone," he said, "I know, sir—Madame Maxim has informed you beforehand, right?" ”

"That's right," the old butler nodded, "but I didn't expect you to be watching from the outside all the time, and I would have thanked you for your help just now, otherwise ......"

Obviously, the guy who suddenly pulled out a sharp blade just now was not a good stubble. If Maca wasn't there, even if this old Edward could get away with it in the end, he probably wouldn't have been able to get out of it. Of course, the worse outcome is naturally that he misses and is captured, and what will happen afterwards is unimaginable.

The wizarding world has never been a peaceful world, and where there are opportunities, there are dangers. As in the Muggle world, beneath the surface of peace lies the unknown.

"It's nothing," Maca spread her hands lightly, "I'm here today for a purpose, and like them, I don't play by the so-called 'rules'. This time, I helped you just now, and I should have returned the favor in advance. ”

"What's not to be polite," said old Edward, shaking his head, "Madame Maxime and I have chosen you only because you have given us enough reason to trust you!" ”

When Maca heard this, she thought left and right, but she didn't find that she was trustworthy anywhere. Well, except for some of the whitewashing schemes he and Dumbledore had come up with.