Every living thing has a soul, and no exception is made in whatever it is. Even Voldemort, whose body has been reconstructed with the power of the Bewitching Monument, is indispensable for the soul fragment as the core.

Because of this, Voldemort is still Voldemort, not a puppet controlled by the Monument of Bewitchment.

And those silent people who are devastated in spirit and full of fear in their hearts have a very special soul.

The reason why they have a strong resistance to magic is precisely because their souls have changed in a negative direction in the midst of pain and torment, causing the magic in their bodies to go crazy as well.

Therefore, when facing the Silent One, mysterious and rare soul magic is the most suitable choice.

With just one blow, Maca dispersed most of the black mist that was rushing towards him, and Xu was mentally affected too much, so he retreated in a hurry.

Half of the black fog that was blown away faded and disappeared directly, while the rest gathered up again, chasing the black fog that fled behind.

It was just a confrontation, and the unusually large black fog directly shrank by one-third of its volume.

"Miss Schoen, I'...... Ahem...... I don't feel like I'm working with you, so why can't we stop and have a good chat? Maca didn't move, just stood in the direction of the door, blocking the other party's back path.

But even if he said so, the black mist that Helen had turned into did not mean to return to her human form. Although she was clearly not an opponent, she was not moved at all, and hung in the center of the room and was in a stalemate with Maca.

"Hmm...... Okay," Maka stared at the other for a moment, then shook her head, "Ahem...... Then let's not talk about it, I still have a lot of things to do......"

As soon as he said this, he raised his staff again. Seeing another huge black skull phantom rushing towards her, Helen, who was already in a tight position, immediately ducked to the side, trying to avoid the terrible attack.

It's not so pleasant to get hit by that thing. Just now, she even felt that the black fog that was originally manipulated like an arm command was even about to get out of her control!

You know, unlike the other Silent Ones, she is the only one who can fully control the Silent One form without the Deathholl Brand. That manic and violent feeling made her feel like she was back in her childhood.

However, she did dodge, and dodged it in time and quickly. But who knows, the skull phantom can actually turn - I saw that Maca waved her hand casually, and she was hit by the extremely swift black shadow.

Soul magic was silent, but Helen seemed to hear a cry from her own soul. In a chaotic dizziness, she could no longer control the black mist, and in the blink of an eye, it was out of her control.

But even so, the inexplicable energy did not go violently, but quietly retracted into her body, secretly hibernating.

Those energies do not want to cause riots, their instinct is to carry the spirit of the body to destroy everything with impunity. It's just that Maca's soul magic has made Helen's soul unstable, and the restless energy has no necessary support, and there is no threat for the time being.

As the black mist surged and contracted, Helen's body reappeared in front of Maca. She fell to the ground weakly, her face looking even paler than before, and it was obvious that her spirit had been greatly affected.

Maca glanced at her, coughed lightly twice, and then walked to the corner of the room. Around him, a ring of runes made of ancient magic words swirled gently, adding a mysterious touch to himself.

The golden night pot was now a mess, but even so, the brilliance was still bright enough to blind people's eyes. If you rely on a pair of eyes, it will be difficult to find what you are looking for.

But why should Maca be searched for by eyesight? As early as just now, he had already sensed that obscure magic fluctuation, which was especially eye-catching in this room full of night pots.

Soon, he swung his staff and removed a stack of night pots stacked in the corner, revealing a floor-to-ceiling ancient mirror hidden behind it.

The arch-like bronze frame is slightly tilted, and it is inlaid with a faintly misty mirror, and the frame is carved with slightly rough patterns, as well as many small magical symbols.

Clearly, this was the goal he had sought with great difficulty—the Mirror of Eris.

If Maca doesn't want to look at this mirror, it must be a lie. Because he was actually quite curious, what would he see in this mirror?

And now, he finally saw it.

"Hahaha...... Ahem...... Hum ......" just glanced at it, and he couldn't help laughing, but the laughter was mixed with some coughing sounds and a little helplessness.

He suddenly raised his head and glanced at the arch at the top of the magic mirror, which was engraved with this clear line: "Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on ohsi".

If you turn the whole sentence upside down and break it slightly, it is not difficult to see that the meaning of this line is ......

"I sho not your face but your heart's desire." Maca looked up at the line of letters, reading them backwards, but she shook her head in her heart.

If I have to say, the effect of this Eris Mirror is indeed very miraculous. There is nothing wrong with the desire it shows, which is the most urgent wish of Maca right now.

It was in the mirror that he saw himself sleeping—sleeping soundly in Hogwarts Castle, in his own office.

Isn't that what he longs for most right now?

As Maca laughed self-deprecatingly, he tilted his head slightly, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. For nothing else, because the girl who had shrivelled on the ground behind him was crawling towards him with all her might.

"It's really persistent...... "Maca said, and was about to turn around, but out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something, causing him to stop turning around, "Huh? ”

In the corner of the mirror, the girl's figure also appeared. No, rather, the strange energy of the Silent One's magical power is alienated in the mirror...... In the form of a black mist.

It stands to reason that this kind of magic that reflects the gods and souls can only be viewed from your own perspective. In other words, it is impossible to see anything else in the mirror, or the image of someone else.

Maca, who has a lot of research on soul magic, knows a lot about this.

But now, in the image he saw, something else appeared. In this regard, it is clearly inconsistent with the most basic theories of magic.

Clearly, the mirror has other uses.

After a moment's thought, Maca understood why Snape had called the girl the "key", and it was obvious that this energy was the key to destroying the Mirror of Eris and opening the seal.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately swung his staff, knocking Helen out completely, then pulled open his waist pocket and took out the folding tent, and moved the Mirror of Eris into it.

There might be a time when it needed it, and even if it wasn't, he wouldn't be able to leave it here just to be on the safe side.

After packing everything up, Maca cast a levitation charm and took the unconscious Helen with her. But he didn't leave immediately, but pointed to the golden night pots that had fallen to the ground with his staff.

Suddenly, a large number of night pots rose into the air under his control, swirled and gathered together, and turned into a surging black mist in the clanging sound of colliding with each other.

In the black mist, even the red particles of light like Mars were clearly discernible and flowed rapidly, no different from the form of the silent person that Helen had transformed.

And the next thing he had to do was wait a little longer—for a signal to come.

……

More than ten minutes later, in the Riverage district of New Jersey, USA, in the secret manor where the Silent Man was.

“…… Greenwald wants to deceive you with a pretense! He asked the Dark Wizard to send a girl to Hogwarts, and he wanted to make—"

Under the effect of the Replay Charm, Zoe was trying to tell the truth she had learned from the memories of the old wizard Lennie to Maca at the time. But before she could finish speaking, Greenwald, who was far away, had already controlled Old Lennie and blew away Zoe's figure in an instant with a wave of magic.

"That's not going to work...... How can a small replay spell reveal the truth? Sure enough, old Lenny is just an ordinary wizard......"

"Greenwald ......"

"Hello, we're meeting again...... Greenwald, who controls the dark wizard Lennie, said lightly, "though I do want to have a good chat with you." But I'm sorry...... I have some things here this time, and I don't want to talk about them right now......"

As soon as he finished saying this, before she could even react, there was a sudden surge under the skin of old Lennie, followed by a decisive explosion of blood and shards all over the room.

It was at this moment that the other Maca, who was on this side of Hogwarts Castle, paused slightly. He knew that the marker that had been placed on the old man's body in advance had been destroyed......

In other words, the time has come to get started!

He quickly put a disillusionment spell on himself and Helen, and then with a wave of his staff, the black mist that had been transformed by Transfiguration immediately followed his footsteps and rushed out of the Room of Requirement, rushing straight in the direction of the school hospital in an extremely violent manner.

"Ahem...... It's time to call back your self at this point in time......" he said to himself as he ran forward.