The idea of allowing Muggles to gain the ability to use magic had been hidden in Maca's mind for a long time. Not only did he think about it, but he also wrote down his thoughts in his magic research notes, and even secretly did theoretical research in several directions.

The possibility of magic comes from the activation of magic, which in turn depends on the soul of living beings. According to Maca's speculation, using the properties of the Bewitching Monument may be a very feasible shortcut.

To this end, he had tried once on an ordinary wizard named "Thomas", and had successfully gained the power of the Black Dead under Voldemort's command back then.

However, no matter how "ordinary" that Thomas is, he is still a real wizard after all. If he were to be a Muggle, he would not be able to withstand the power of the rules.

When the time comes, they may be able to awaken quite amazing magical talents, but at the cost of a complete loss of humanity and sanity......

And in that case, wouldn't it be no different from Voldemort's Black Death and Helbo's army of living corpses? Maca doesn't need such a bunch of humanoid beasts who only know how to destroy!

So, since this shortcut doesn't work for Muggles, it seems that Maca has to choose a more difficult path.

It's a pity that the path that relied entirely on his own wisdom and knowledge was obviously more difficult for him to accept than the former.

This "unacceptable" does not come from the result, but from the process.

"Ahh Damn, it hurts...... No, help me, what the hell is this......"

The guard, who had drunk the potion in the first test tube as ordered, was now on his knees on the carpet. He clutched his head in both hands, screaming hoarsely, and the muscles of his body tensed.

And right next to him, the other four guards saw that their companions were in such pain after taking the tube, and although the action of standing and standing had not changed, cold sweat was already oozing from their foreheads.

Opposite Maca, the prince seemed slightly frightened by this scene. Seeing that he was staring at the guard, who was on his knees and had a hideous face, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly, and his eyes showed obvious fear.

Her Majesty, who was already old, was still very calm on the whole, although there was also a trace of astonishment in the depths of her eyes.

Right now, Maca was naturally looking at the guard as well. Now he actually didn't have much to say, he just sighed secretly - at least these five doses of experimental potions would not cause damage to the lives of the users, but for Muggle adults whose magic has been silent since childhood, pain is always inevitable.

That is, in the next second when Maca was thinking like this, suddenly, a situation appeared that made everyone present slightly stunned!

I saw that there was an extremely violent hurricane blowing in this huge main hall, and the oil paintings on the walls, the curtains by the windows, the cushions on the sofa chairs, the cabinets placed on the sides, and the crystal chandeliers on the roof...... Almost everything that wasn't fastened or very heavy suddenly floated up and swirled around the guard!

For a moment, the queen and the prince could even feel that the sofa they were sitting on was about to move, as if they would fly into the air with them at any moment.

Maca wouldn't let them fly - it wouldn't be good if they hit someone. Soon he raised his hand and pressed it down, instantly causing everything that flew in the air to fall back to the ground.

"Mr. McLean...... This is...... It worked? ”

"No, of course it failed."

After a moment, Maca shook her head gently as she looked at the guard, who had fallen unconscious from mental overload.

This first dose of ingredients focused on the awakening of magic, and in that respect it was a success. However, it is precisely because this is too strong for the mental stimulation of taking Muggles, and the mental overdraft is particularly serious.

"The ratio of puffer fish liver seems to be difficult to control perfectly......

Standing behind the couch, Delphi heard Maca muttering to herself, and realized that the animal liver that Maca had ground in the preparation room had actually come from the highly poisonous pufferfish.

And Kingsley, who was standing next to her, was even more surprised, who, unlike Delphi, had grown up with a regular wizarding education at Hogwarts. As far as he knew, there was no precedent in the wizarding world for anyone to use that thing to make potions.

But just when Maca was still thinking, the queen, who had been waiting for a while, suddenly couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. McLean, since the first dose was unsuccessful, is it time to move on to the trial of the second dose?"

Undoubtedly, although the first experiment was an expected failure for Maca, for the queen who had seen a "magical storm", it was simply the hope that Muggles would learn magic.

So, it's no wonder she's desperate to continue the experiment as soon as possible.

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Maca paused slightly, then took out a notebook and wrote a few strokes on it, and then said:

"That's it."

"Let's get started!" The queen immediately waved her hand lightly and said, "Next." ”

The voice fell slightly, but no one moved—the guard was still lying motionless on the ground at the moment! And because he was lying on his stomach, his breathing was still a little weak, which made his four companions unable to tell whether he was still alive or not.

Who would have the guts to take orders in such a situation? Even if the person who ordered it was the Queen.

At this time, Maka, who had already read the thoughts of the four guards, hesitated slightly, and then took the initiative to say:

"Don't worry, he's not dead, he's just asleep...... If you don't believe him, turn him over and check it. ”

With that, the guards couldn't help but glance at Her Majesty's side, and when they saw that the other party nodded calmly, they hurriedly surrounded their comatose companions.

After a while, when they both confirmed that each other was indeed breathing and heartbeat, they finally breathed a small sigh of relief.

However, even if he didn't die, the hysterical screams of that guy just now still made people's hearts palpitate. They are guards, and they are absolutely loyal to the royal family, but when it comes to their own safety, they still have to think twice.

After all, they are not the so-called "dead soldiers" specially cultivated by the royal family!

However, the queen's orders had to be obeyed in the end. When one of the guards suddenly took a deep breath, he finally resolutely walked towards the coffee table in front of Maca.

Maca didn't move, just lowered his eyes, and let the stout guard take the second test tube, pull out the stopper, and pour the liquid into his mouth.