harry potter book of crimes

Maka guessed it right after all.

At present, Haierbo is far from seizing the demon's body. He can control this body to walk in front of Maka step by step, which is already close to the limit.

Unfortunately, for Maka, guessing this question right or wrong doesn't seem to make any difference.

"Mr. Stewart, let's go!"

When Maka noticed that Haierbo's unique expression disappeared from that black face, and a pair of deep black eyes gradually glowed with indifference, his first reaction was to leave here immediately.

Haierbo's purpose was to drive the two of them away from here, and whether it was bluffing at the beginning or breaking the pot now after finding out that he had not deceived Maka, it was a way to drive them away.

Because of this, Maka knew that whether she guessed Haierbo's thoughts correctly or not, there was essentially no difference, since she would run away anyway.

But this time, at least Stewart seemed to finally realize the seriousness of the matter. After all, the shadow magic that he was originally proud of was easily exposed by Haierbo just now.

Can he really avoid the opponent's attacks by hiding in the shadows?

Now facing the sudden change in Herbo's expression, Stewart was far less determined than he had been at the beginning.

Therefore, when Maka reminded him, he immediately followed Maka's footsteps and ran quickly.

"Don't stop. Don't stop until you leave the scope of the fog!" Maka said, "Concentrate on running and leave the rest to me."

I have to say that Maka's reaction was very quick.

Just after Haierbo took the initiative to let go of his control over the body, the real devil's will regained control of the body. Although Haierbo's doing so would slow down his ability to seize the demon's body, since he was still able to do so for the time being,

If you can't control your body, you might as well leave the job of driving away Maka to the devil.

But this sudden switch of control over the body between the two was discovered by Maka in a very timely manner.

"boom!"

Not long after Stewart ran away, the demon had completely taken over the body and rushed at a terrifying speed towards Maka, who had deliberately slowed down a bit.

That punch was dodged by Maka at the same amazing speed.

"Call the gods to protect you."

Before leaving London, he had already found this fighting method that could at least delay it for a while. When the silver eagle flew quickly towards the opponent, Maka took a moment to look back and confirm.

Stewart was already far away.

"Fortunately, although this guy is stubborn, he is not an idiot."

After muttering secretly, Maka turned back and continued to deal with the demon's attack seriously.

…

Not long after Stewart left London and left the scope of the fog, he saw another figure rushing out of the gray fog and quickly rushing towards him.

The one who came out next was naturally Maka, and he certainly didn't look very good, because when he was just entangled with the demon, he was covered in dust and gravel from several explosions caused by himself.

"Mr. Stewart, are you okay?"

Fortunately, this time Maka, who had some experience in dealing with it, was not in the same position as last time, and he had just rested for three hours and was in good spirits. After getting out of another fierce battle,

, he still had the intention to ask about Stewart's situation first.

"I'm fine," Stewart said, looking at Maka who was slightly panting, "Besides, it seems like I should be the one to ask you this, right?"

"Oh, maybe!"

Maka dusted herself off, glanced twice at the mist behind her, and then shook her head slightly.

"So, Mr. Stewart, I believe you have seen that this kind of guy cannot be dealt with by ordinary means."

"Yes, even though I haven't really tried it, I already understood it just from Haierbo's words." Stewart said somewhat silently, "To be honest, this is the first time I have seen anyone other than our family members.

People know the secret of the 'shadow magic' passed down from generation to generation in our family."

"I don't think you should be too surprised about this," Maka shrugged upon hearing this, "You know, Haierbo is an ancient wizard, and your family's 'shadow magic' is obviously also directly

Derived and passed down from a branch of ancient magic...it's not surprising that this guy knows."

Just as he was speaking, Maka suddenly waved his hand and then turned around and said:

"Mr. Stewart, I think we should leave as soon as possible! After you disappeared, your teammates were very anxious. I'm afraid if we were later, they would have come to find you on their own!"

"Yeah?"

Stewart nodded and then said:

"Of course, but before that...McLean, we have come out now, so can we talk about the previous topic?"

Obviously, Stewart is still thinking about recognizing his relatives, and even if he encounters changes, he has not forgotten his original intention.

To a certain extent, this guy is really big-hearted.

"Uh," Maka couldn't help but pause after hearing this, and then reluctantly nodded, "Okay! So...since Mr. will talk to me about life issues, it means that about my past, you must also be early

You already understand it, right?”

"I did do some research," Stewart nodded immediately. "I am from an ordinary Muggle family, and there has been no sign of contact with the magical world since childhood, including your parents... at least on the surface, that is the case."

"So"

"No, listen to me first," Stewart interrupted, "leaving aside the past so long ago, at least I suspect that you are my son for other reasons."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, and then continued:

"I don't know how much you know about my Stewart family, but I think I can tell you that one of my ancestors is Salazar Slytherin."

"Oh, yes, I have some understanding of this," Maka nodded, "Your maternal line comes from the Gaunt family. I saw this in the directory in the Hogwarts library."

"That's right," Stewart immediately answered, "And because of this...McLean, I actually have reason to doubt whether you are the heir of Slytherin."

"Huh?" Maka was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Stewart, where did your 'doubt'... come from?"

The heir of Slytherin? When was this a joke?