"I wonder if you're related to Rowena Ravenclaw?"

As soon as Maca said this, another thunderclap exploded above everyone's heads, and immediately after, the torrential rain fell down on their heads and faces.

"Why do you ask?"

The old man, like Maka, held an invisible magic umbrella through the dense rain curtain, but he could see that there was not much expression on his face.

Seeing that he didn't answer immediately, but asked himself a rhetorical question, Maca couldn't help but smile.

This old man just said that he is different from himself, and he will answer when he asks! As soon as he opened his mouth, this guy immediately forgot all about that sentence.

But this time, Maca didn't shy away from the other party's question.

"Because of this pattern," he said, pointing to the sign on the helicopter not far away, "in fact, after seeing the representative animals of Ravenclaw College, many people have some questions - why is it not a 'raven' on the coat of arms of Ravenclaw College?" ”

"You think I'm related to the founder of Ravenclaw College, just by virtue of this emblem?" The old man looked at Maca through the rain curtain, shook his head slightly, and said, "Yes...... In this land, ravens are seen as a symbol of wisdom and victory, and it just so happens that Ravenclaw also means 'raven's claws'. But, ahem...... Isn't it also seen as death and foreboding? ”

As he spoke, the old man said lightly: "Perhaps, it is because of this that Rowena Ravenclaw prefers the eagle, right?" ”

However, after waiting for him to finish, Maca immediately waved her hand.

"Oh, I don't think Rowena would be shy about 'death' and 'ominous'," he casually vetoed, "she's had a deep study of demonic literature, and in that case, she certainly wouldn't be unaware—"

At this point, Maca stretched out her left hand and used her fingers to sketch an ancient runi character.

"...... the meaning of 'death' is actually 'destruction and creation' that is absolutely fair and just."

"Really?"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but nod his head, and his gaze was even more focused on Maca's left hand side, the dark blue character he had sketched.

"Young man, I have to admit that you have come a long way in your magical journey......"

"No, it's nothing!" Maca waved the runiwen symbol in her hand and said softly, "It's just that I'm a little lucky in my life...... It's just a bit unfortunate. So ......"

"So-"

Maca was about to continue to ask something, but this time the old man took the initiative to take the lead.

"Young man, you ...... Ahem...... Can you tell me what you know? What prompted you to suspect that I was connected to Rowena Ravenclaw? ”

"I can see that you are a wizard with enough wisdom that you would not ask such an indispensable question without some information that no one else knows."

In fact, when the other party said this, it was equivalent to semi-affirming Maca's questioning. Of course, if this old man wants to say something valuable, I'm afraid Maca needs to shake a little more and have more weight.

"Okay!" Maca thought for a moment, and immediately spread her left hand, "Then I might as well ask a different question...... I want to know, you...... Is it the surname 'Ravenclaw'. ”

"Hmph...... cough cough cough ......"

This obviously more straightforward question caused the old man to laugh out loud, but it also caused him to cough heavily several times again.

It can be seen that he is deeply moved by this inquiry.

And after laughing and coughing for a while, the old man did not answer immediately. Under Maca's gaze, he waved his hand vigorously, and then gestured to the blackstone fortress in front of him.

"I have something to say to you, young man," he said slowly, "about the old fellow who has recently crawled out of the ground...... Of course, I will tell you as much as I can if you want to know. ”

"Haier—" "No. ”

After hearing this, Maca only paused slightly, and subconsciously wanted to say the name, but was immediately stopped by the other party.

"Don't say it here."

After getting Maca to shut down, the old man gestured to Miriam behind her, who then pushed the wheelchair and obediently led the old man towards the fortress prison.

Seeing this, Maca hesitated for a moment, and then followed thoughtfully after that.

"Young man, I think we'd better get back to the previous topic......" The old man sat crookedly in his slightly bumpy wheelchair and continued to Maca not far away, "I think you know that Dementors are addicted to sucking all positive emotions, and they also suck souls. ”

Hearing that the other party brought the topic to the Dementors again, Maca couldn't help but have a little more speculation at the moment. Because, just now, the old man suddenly mentioned the birth of Helbo.

"You're trying to say that 'he' wouldn't like to be near Dementors?"

"Looks like you've thought of something," said the old man with a smile...... "Yes." At least, he wouldn't have come here in a remnant state...... Even these monsters were originally from his own hands. ”

"Oh?"

As she spoke, Maca glanced back—the two men in suits were following them, walking forward in unison.

And in the hands of the two of them, they actually held two umbrellas that had been prepared a long time ago, and they saw that the style was still bought in a Muggle mall.

"He created the Dementors? I didn't think about that......"

"Don't care, this kind of thing is unlikely to be imagined by normal people," the old man suddenly showed a sarcastic sneer, "Who would have guessed that these monsters are actually human remnants?" Even 'he' himself was only trying to study how to split souls to create Horcruxes, which led to the birth of these monsters. ”

"I see," Maca listened and wondered for a moment, then said with some abruptness, "no wonder the number of Dementors has hardly changed...... As soon as the soul suck fills up the gap, they will disappear, and the person who is sucked will become the new Dementor......"

The study of Dementors was of interest to Maca, who had previously made wand cores out of the materials on them.

But even if Maca is not very interested in them now, when she hears some related knowledge, she can't help but be a little curious, and can't help but want to think about it.

"That's right," said the old man affirmed, "what is lacking, instinctively asks for something, and these feared and disgusted fellows are a wretched bunch...... Seriously, if 'he' hadn't returned, it would have been a good decision to have the Dementors guard the prison. ”

"Oh, don't talk nonsense," Maka shrugged, "beware of being scolded in the newspapers by the wizarding media who put human rights first!" ”

The two chatted as they made their way to the fortress prison, and in a short time they came to the great gate.

Needless to say, the two men in suits who followed behind took the initiative to stretch out their wands and slowly lifted the gate in tacit cooperation.

"Let's hurry up too! Don't make it too hard for them......"

After entering the vestibule of the fortress with the old man and the wheelchair-pushing Millyam, the gate behind them slowly fell back to the ground - the two men in suits who opened the door with the spell did not follow.

"Millie, go tell He-Man to come down! It's raining enough, you go and help him sort out his mind and ease his mental burden......"

Seeing the old man's command, Miriam immediately nodded in agreement, and then stared at Maca hesitantly for a short time before hurrying towards the watchtower on the side.

When Maca heard this, she nodded knowingly.

It seems that the transformation named He-Man, although more skilled than Asa, can continue to maintain his own will even after the transformation. But most of them also have huge restrictions and loads, and if there is no one to help, maybe they will never be able to change back into human form.

"I always feel that this kind of deformation of yours ...... Where do I think I've seen it? Maca thought for a moment, and suddenly said the words that had been suppressed in her heart before, "Oh, yes...... I thought, isn't it the Book of Zezz? ”

"Merlin's magical research, anyone would want to give it a try, wouldn't they?" The old man did not deny Maca's words, "Especially a study that Merlin has not been able to complete." ”

"But unfortunately, you didn't make it happen." Maca glanced at him, then said rather deliberately, "And, neither did Rowena. ”

In the secret chamber of Rowena and on the island, Maca has found no less than no less than the information related to the transformation of bloodlines, both theoretical and experimental...... In fact, Maca's transformation of the eight-eyed giant spider borrowed some of these results.

"yes!"

At this point, the only ones left here were the Dementors roaming around. In this case, there are some things that the old man seems to be planning to stop hiding.

"If I have to say, I'm just doing my best to continue this never-ending research...... "but unfortunately, I don't have a brilliant brain, nor do I have a brilliant comprehension, so this research has not made much progress until now." ”

"So!"

Maca secretly sorted out her mind in her heart, and then suddenly turned around and faced directly at the old man in the wheelchair,

"Are you a descendant of Ewen Ravenclaw, Rowena's husband?" As he spoke, he reluctantly shook his head, "Or are you actually Ewen himself?" ”

This last conjecture, Maca is actually reluctant to say it, because there are enough "old immortals" who have been in contact with him recently!

However, the old man smiled helplessly.

"Well, it's been a long time since anyone has called me by that name...... "I thought it had been completely forgotten." ”