“…… Anyway, go and bring the lady first! ”

Maca's understatement made Draco's expression freeze again. Immediately, he twisted his head in Lucius's direction...... I saw that he opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Don't use the illusion to shift, just walk," Maka added suddenly, "Don't worry, it's just in time." ”

When Lucius heard this, he first glanced at his son, and then nodded silently at Maca's side. Draco's eyes followed him until the door was closed again, and his face was full of expressions of incessant expression.

“…… You're scared. ”

It was the third time Snape had said he was scared today, and only this time, Draco couldn't deny it anyway. Because he knew very well that his words and expressions had already been full of flaws.

And in front of Snape and Marka, such forcible lies are naturally childish and ridiculous.

"Draco," just as he could only choose to remain silent for a moment, Maca suddenly called out to him, "You're right, I have a 'disgusting' kindness...... And this has become a breakthrough for you to use yourself to blackmail me. ”

"But...... Didn't expect that, right? He said, smiling slightly, "In the end, you are going to lose on the conclusion that the 'other self' observed......"

Seeing that Draco was just staring blankly at the closed doorway, as if he hadn't heard his own words, Maca shook her head disapprovingly.

"I think 'he' can tell you a truth," he continued, "that good and evil are relative, and they both come from acquired habits – in your hearts, there is 'good'. ”

From the character of "this" Draco in front of her, Maca saw a lot of "evil" side. So he had also considered whether Draco's two-sided division was between good and evil.

But after a series of reflections, he realized that it was impossible for the soul to be neatly divided into two. What happened to Draco was not a "split" of two points, but an "expansion" of one.

In other words, no matter which Draco is, it is actually intact.

"What the hell are you talking about......"

Guided by Maca's words, Draco finally spoke. At this moment, his voice was vaguely hoarse, and his tone was full of impatience.

But Maca, on her part, shrugged.

"Am I not right?" He continued, "No, isn't it you who can best understand what I'm saying?" What I'm talking about, you know all too well—"

Obviously, in these words of Maka, the intention to poke at the other party's sore spot can be said to be everywhere. Even a somewhat absent-minded Draco could hear this.

However, Maca's provocation continued, sentence after sentence, like an endless noise.

"Draco, didn't you say you could 'assimilate and devour' your other self?" Without waiting for the other to think too much, Maca continued, "Let's try it?" Right now—"

As he spoke, he stretched out his left hand and gestured in the direction of the door.

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, lo and behold, she's coming! Take advantage of the last bit of time you have to take advantage of it! Maca spread her hands and said, "I mean, if you can really do it?" ”

As Marca's voice fell, Draco's face suddenly sank. Immediately after, he snorted inexplicably, and a sharp light appeared in his eyes again.

"That's amazing! McLean ......" Draco glanced at Marca, and the sarcastic tone returned, but it was mixed with a plausible emotion, "I have to say, whenever I thought I had carefully estimated what you were capable of, you were still able to break my expectations again and again......"

Maca raised an eyebrow, but didn't interrupt the other.

"Yes, you almost irritated me," Draco sneered, "taking advantage of the loophole in my heart, you pretended not to think I could assimilate 'that guy', and kept teasing my will and encouraging me to refute you with facts......"

In the middle of his words, he glared and said loudly, "But, do you think that you can make me ignore this thing on the floor with such a tight press?" How many times have you seen you set up this strange formation? ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Maca paused with her staff on the side of the rune array on the floor, looked at him calmly and said, "Have you already guessed its purpose?" ”

"Hmph, your magical strength is indeed completely incomparable to me, at least not at all now." Draco said coldly, "But, if you want to be more savvy, I will never throw in the towel...... Anyway, I've been the best student at Slytherin House in recent years! ”

Seriously, Draco wasn't boasting, he had always had good grades in school. Although it was not conspicuous in the shadow of Hermione's perennial first grade, the top 10 ranking was guaranteed every year.

Yes, even during the period of mental instability before he took a leave of absence.

If I have to say, the fact that he has always avoided Maca as much as possible is probably one of the proofs of the "shrewdness" in his heart.

"Well, I'll admit, you're right," Maca nodded, "I did want to stimulate you to use that energy in your body...... Only by making it active can I lock it with the power of the magic script and remove it from your body once and for all......"

Speaking of this, Maca paused slightly, and her expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"But are you overlooking something?"

Human attention is limited, especially when they think they have grasped the key, and it is easier to inadvertently ignore other things.

With Maca's words, the door to the room was suddenly opened from the outside, and a figure rushed in.

"Draco! My darling—"

Lucius's wife, Narcissa, is a woman who absolutely dotes on her children. Judging from her and Lucius's age, Draco's son was not too early.

Lucius and Narcissa were friends at Hogwarts at the same time, and their love affair was almost natural, even five years before Harry's parents.

But just a few years ago, Draco enrolled at Hogwarts in the same year as Harry, and he has come to this day as a peer.

How many days and nights Narcissa had secretly prayed and doubted herself during the time when Draco was not yet born was not a matter for outsiders.

But the maternal love she pinned on Draco's son is probably something that anyone can imagine.

"Madame, please be careful, if you step on the formation on the ground, Draco will not be saved." Looking at the mother who rushed straight towards her son, Maca immediately spoke to stop her.

His words still worked, because although Narcissa did not want Lucius to be as respectful of Maca, she would not hesitate to put her son's safety first.

And the moment Narcissa appeared in the room, Draco's breathing suddenly became heavy.

I saw that the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting, and his molars were staggered and creaking, as if he was trying to endure something, and his expression was distorted.

At this moment, he felt that his inner world was surging one after another, constantly washing through the barriers of his will.

In fact, both Draco Malfoy in the past and now have an ambivalence towards his father, Lucius. In other words, the so-called "other self" is actually dissatisfied with his father.

And now Draco has only made his dissatisfaction with his father huge.

But for his mother Narcissa, all Draco had was a pure dependence - this kind of love born of dependence may be difficult to show in ordinary times, and how many children would not like a mother who dotes on them wholeheartedly?

"Mother, I ......"

As Narcissa stood still on the edge of the rune array, looking at him emotionally, he couldn't help but want to call out to his long-lost mother.

His face was full of struggle, his mouth opened and closed, and his throat chattered.

Maca was watching him closely, and she could even feel the vibrations that came from the depths of his soul. This affection for his mother was an instinctive impulse that Draco could never completely suppress.

But even so, Draco persisted, he didn't want this kind of ridiculous and pitiful love. If he accepts this feeling, then he will no longer be able to maintain his current self.

"Mother, help...... Help me...... Don't listen to him, I'...... You are needed! ”

Up to this point, Draco's mind was still clear. He knew that he might not be able to restrain the emotion in his heart right now, but at least before he could retreat temporarily, something very threatening would have to be lifted.

And that thing was the weird formation that looked extremely amazing under his feet.

Seeing that her son seemed to be suffering unspeakable pain, and hearing her son say that he needed herself, Narcissa was immediately shaken.

So, under the gaze of several pairs of eyes, she couldn't help but lift her right foot, and she was about to step forward.

At this moment, the Malfoys didn't notice that Snape had quickly taken out his wand. And what they didn't notice was that it was Maca who secretly pulled Snape's sleeve!

"I see...... So that's ......"

Maca, who had been staring at Draco alone from beginning to end, had already set off a huge wave in her heart.