It is often said that once a residential area is devoid of inhabitants, the rate of destruction will suddenly become much faster.

The forest near Hogwarts is no longer the largest living group, the "Centaurs" and the "Eight-Eyed Spider", and the changes are not significant.

It's just that due to the presence of the group of elves that Maca flickered, the biological atmosphere here has become more and more lively and lively.

The elves are undoubtedly a race that likes nature, so while considering living in this forest, they also used their past skills in the island jungle to cook all kinds of animals and plants in the forest very well.

"Are these trees taller than when they came back?"

As Maca walked inside, she roughly measured the height and density of the trees, and she couldn't help but think that it would be nice to keep the elves who had been idle all day here.

Walking along the way, Maka found herself in the place.

This was originally a tribe of the Centaurs, and they have always maintained the style of the ancient Centaurs as much as possible with the inheritance concept of reverence for the ancients and ancestors.

They believe that nature is both gentle and cruel, and that nature gives them food to survive and reproduce, but it also makes them food for other races.

Therefore, they respect nature, but they are not blindly trusted. They would also cut down trees and build houses, sharpen bows and arrows, and transform a part of nature into the most suitable tribe and hunting ground for their habitation.

But if you look at the centaur tribe now, the elves who also revere nature are different.

At a glance, Maca saw that the original shacks, hedges, and spiked walls had long been demolished, and all kinds of rattan baskets, pots and bowls, bows, arrows, and spears could not be found.

However, near the hillside near the cave, a rock-made structure was slowly taking shape. From the architectural style to the specific structure, there is a strong human atmosphere.

To be honest, Maca looked at it and felt that there were many contradictions here.

"Yes," he shook his head after just a moment's thought, "although these elves have been breeding on islands without humans for thousands of years, they should be considered 'wild'. However, Rowena left too many traces of her on that island, and in this way, it became the concept of life of these elves for generations. ”

Maca thinks that even if the building is finally completed, these elves will probably only choose the basement part to live in, right?

Like the servile mentality of house-elves, the creatures in this world are constantly under the influence of their surroundings, and change is inevitable.

The so-called "wild elves" can probably only become a joke to comfort themselves.

"Oh! McLean, you're here! ”

As Maca looked at the building under construction in front of him and was thinking in a dark way, a familiar voice interrupted his thoughts, it was the elf elder Rak who appeared beside him.

"Well," Maka nodded, "I'm going to go in and check those two things, and I'll leave the usual guarding and guarding to you." ”

"Of course!" Old Luck said with a hundred times more spirit, "For the sake of His Excellency Fei Rui, the best friend of the ancestors, we will do our best!" ”

"That's good," Maka smiled, "I'll go in first, and you guys will get busy." ”

With a wave of his hand, he greeted the elves who were busy moving brick walls by magic, and passed through the roughly built central hall, where he soon saw the huge stone door.

This was made by the elves he had instructed at first, and then there was the extremely deep dragon's lair in the belly of the mountain. When the buildings outside are built, this door will be the only entrance to the cave under the protection of the elves.

It's just that it's just a formality right now.

The double-opened stone door had no magic attached to it, and Maca just waved her hand, and the door opened immediately.

Don't look at the elves outside playing the real version of building blocks, and the slightest trace of the centaur tribe is gone. But in the belly of this mountain, it still maintains the same as before, and it is still the forbidden area of the cemetery of the centaurs.

At that time, the old horse man who led Maca into this depth before his death has now become one of the white bones on the kneeling ground around him, and it is difficult to distinguish who is who.

"It's still so dark here."

That being said, Maca didn't cast a glowing spell.

Because he knew very well that there would be little obstacle to reaching the location of the Bewitching Monument and the Devouring Mirror, except for the remains of a dragon of extraordinary size.

"And it's still that big!"

After walking for about ten minutes, a faint blue glow in the darkness ahead told him that he had finally arrived at the place.

It was a rune array of quite a small scale, and compared to the Bewitchment Monument not far from here, this array used to isolate and seal the Devouring Mirror was obviously much more laborious.

According to the actual situation, the level of the two should be similar or even equal.

The reason why Maca made such a large array to seal the mirror was purely because his research on the Devouring Mirror was far less profound than the Monument of Bewitchment.

However, even with such a trivial rune array, Maca was not too reassured.

"Speaking of which, it's not because of the 'despicable Helbo'......"

Putting aside the scattered troubles in her mind for a moment, Maca sat down on the spot, staring at the Devouring Mirror in the center of the large array, and fell into an unknown number of analyses.

It was a long time, perhaps at least three hours, before Maca stood up and stretched.

"Devouring Mirror." He stared at the mirror and muttered something under his breath.

"The Monument of Bewitchment." He turned his head to look at the monument again and muttered softly.

"Sin!"

After speaking the word for the third time, Maca rubbed her slightly stiff face, then lifted her foot and walked deeper into the cavern.

Perhaps, when people are exposed to certain past environments, they will subconsciously mix memories with their thoughts.

Just now, as he was speculating about the nature of these terrifying magical items, he inadvertently remembered some of the words of the old horseman.

As we all know, the centaurs are good at astrological prophecy, which is a natural ability of theirs, which is deeply rooted in their blood.

At that time, Maca was invited in by the centaurs because of the prophecy of the old centaurs.

Now, in the quiet of the mountain, Maca gradually recalls some of the words that the old horse people once spoke. Or rather, some "prophecies" that had been told to him.

"It's not me who came to you, it's fate guiding you."

"When Venus shines, sin is washed away by the truth."

"The 'true evil' reappears in the world, and only the spokesman of the truth can rebury it."

"When the sin of nothingness deteriorates into reality, 'chaos' will return...... When chaos opens up calamity, matter will be eroded, rules will be reordered, and destiny will fall apart......"

At that time, Maca almost didn't understand a word of these words, but now, he finally had something to gain.

"If you compare it with the inscription of the Ancient Druid, a wizarding sect, the Confession of Sins, the Mirror of Devouring should be the Great Sin of Gluttony...... If you bewitch the Monument, is it jealousy or conceit? Well...... No, it doesn't seem to be a good match. ”

The "Seven Sins" in Muggle Catholicism is actually derived from the Druidic "Confession of Sins". It's a pity that both the original translation of the Druid inscription and the "Seven Sins" are inseparable from the "root of the calamity" that Maca knows.

It's just that Maca doesn't have to label these strange ancient objects with some "sinful name", it's enough to just understand the meaning.

"But if that's the case," Maka shook her head secretly, "Eune's plan is not necessarily an unavoidable but reasonable one, as exaggerated as it may be......

In fact, everything is not afraid of exaggeration, but if it is exaggerated, it will not work in the future, that is really bad!

Maca pondered this with a heavy heart, and walked for a while until she came to a place that he had almost abandoned in his vague memory.

A circular stone henge.

As soon as Maca raised her hand, the light clusters on her fingertips suddenly floated up, gradually lighting up the area.

It can be seen that in the middle of this quaint stone formation, a smooth and regular stone monument stands silently. And right next to this stone henge, a large unsheathed sword lay flat on the ground, already stained with a little dust.

I still remember that when the old horse man inserted it into the groove on the outer edge of the stone henge, an unstable rune appeared on the stone tablet.

"It represents destiny and change."

The old horseman's words seemed to echo in Maka's ears again, dimly interpreting part of the deep meaning of the rune.

However, the old horseman's prophecy Maca is somewhat clearer, but this rule rune Maca is still difficult to decipher. Even if this rune had always been recorded in the Scroll of Truth, he could refer to it at any time.

"Although I still don't understand it, I at least know now that this may be the key to solving those problems."

After this, Maca did not pick up the sword and insert it into the groove, after all, it is better to read the scroll of truth. He just stood near the stone henge, alone in silence.

It wasn't until late evening that Maca left the massive cavern and returned to Hogwarts.

……

"Huh? What is it? ”

After Maca returned, a group of elves suddenly turned their heads in unison and looked at a bush that was empty.

"Looks like a new neighbor?"

"No, no, no, how can there be a neighbor with malicious intentions!"

"Hey, there are good neighbors and bad neighbors! That McLean is a good neighbor, this one...... Of course, it's a bad neighbor! ”

"Huh! It's going to run, go around! ”

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