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"Don't mention the legends that are too far away from today," Maka waved her hand and said, "As for wandless casting, aren't there a lot of them in Africa?"

In fact, there is really nothing to fuss over about casting spells without a wand. As Maka said, the Wagadu Magic School in Africa has such a convenient-sounding "habit", which is to use fingers and gestures to trace the trajectory of spells.

Of course, after the invention of the magic wand in the European magic world, direct casting of spells with bare hands became less and less common in Africa.

Because African wizards discovered that after they got used to the wand, the difficulty of casting spells dropped sharply, and the success rate was far beyond that of casting spells with bare hands.

"Of course I know about the situation in Africa, but I have never seen you cast spells without a wand so casually." Saint Guina stared at his hand hesitantly, "Just look at your Patronus Charm.

The degree of ease with which it comes is almost comparable to 'our' innate magic..."

"If you are very interested in this topic, we can continue the discussion another day." Maka urged with a smile, "At least you should know that I am not 'arrogant', but 'confident', right?"

"Okay, okay, I admit, you won..." Shengguina sighed, and then sat back on the chair again, "Although I failed to seduce you, I have to say that it is a pity.

.”

"Then why don't you tell me what makes you regretful?" Maka didn't seem to be bothered by this at all.

Saint Guina seemed to want to collect her thoughts. She was silent for a while with a smile on her face, and then continued to speak.

"After all, it was purely an accident that I met you, Mr. McClain, in the bar today..."

After the sparkless confrontation just now, the vampire lady in front of Maka seemed to have finally given up her original plan, and her words became much simpler.

"Yes, it is true that Mr. Deis is looking for you... Maybe he has arrived in the British magical world now?" She said softly, "However, there is one thing that is different from what I just said. I actually

...is on the other side.”

"Yes, the side that agrees with the alliance with Voldemort -" At this point, she couldn't help but smile bitterly, "This sounds very contradictory to what I just said, doesn't it?"

"What's the reason?" Maka asked nonchalantly.

"I can't say it's a 'difficulty'..." Saint Guina shook his head and said, "The reason is very simple, because my last name determines which side I should stand on, even if I don't want to at all."

"You know, our family is actually very 'conservative'..." she said helplessly, "In this regard, we are much more stubborn than your pure-blood family of wizards!"

Maka nodded in understanding. He somewhat understood why Ms. Saint Guina just ignored the risks and used the vampire's natural magic to seduce him.

"Are you worried that even if you tell the truth, I won't trust you?" He said, "That's why you plan to use your natural magic to seduce me and make me willingly agree to form an alliance with you?"

Having said this, Maka thought for a moment and then said: "So, what is it that motivates you to take this risk and form an alliance with us? If I were to judge from your position, it would be better for both parties to help each other.

The best, right?”

Ms. Saint Guina nodded and said: "If you want to maintain the status quo and protect yourself, of course that is true, but... the ending we want... is not like this."

At this moment, the expression on her face looked a little complicated, but there was a hint of expectation in it.

"To be honest, I didn't expect Mr. McLean to be such a broad-minded wizard. If that's the case, then I'll just say it—"

Saint Guina pursed her red lips, and then continued:

"Actually, a large part of our tribe wants to truly integrate into the wizarding society. This is not only caused by the similarity in appearance. The most important thing is... we actually envy the prosperity of the wizarding society today."

"Is it 'truly' integrating into wizard society?" Maka recalled the current state of the vampire clan, "As far as I know, you are indeed doing this."

In the modern magical world, the troubles caused by vampires are indeed becoming less and less. Although there are still some die-hards who occasionally cause trouble, many vampires have begun to peacefully enter and exit some wizards' social situations.

However, even so, if there is no official support from the wizarding world, even if the vampire side has a strong will, it will inevitably encounter great resistance.

And if there are vampires who really side with Voldemort this time, regardless of success or failure, it will be equivalent to the entire clan being tied aboard Voldemort's pirate ship.

Instead of doing this, they might as well take a gamble on the Order of the Phoenix. At least in the eyes of those rationalists, Maka's winning rate is obviously much higher.

"Yes, we have actually been working hard to integrate into wizard society, and although it is difficult, at least there is still hope..." Saint Guina said, and sighed again.

"In fact, we have even prepared some funds and plan to start a very important integration plan." She said with a frown, "Originally everything was fine, but who knew..."

"Integration into the plan?" Maka immediately noticed this keyword.

"Yes, the integration plan." Saint Guina nodded, "After some discussions, we decided on this plan that will ease the conflict between us vampires and your wizards-"

"We want to organize a group called the 'Vampire Tolerance Association' to create a platform for peer-to-peer communication between wizards and vampires - if possible, we also plan to start a formal blood trade in this association, I believe

That will greatly reduce the predation rate of our people."

"Because human blood is the most delicious food for vampires... right?" Maka thought for a while and said, "If you want to organize this association, you will definitely face great difficulties... In other words, you need a

A thrust from a wizard?"

"Yes, we originally planned to conduct pilot operations in the British wizarding community," Saint Guerna said calmly, "because...Mr. Dumbledore is in the UK."

Dumbledore has always shown a softer side when it comes to dealing with magical creatures. It's no wonder that they set their breakthrough point on the greatest white wizard today.

…

That night, Maca and Ms. Saint Guina continued to discuss their respective views, and this rather tortuous interracial dialogue was over.

Of course, Maka did not agree immediately. After all, this was just one-sided words from Saint Guina. Whether Maka personally believed it or not, he had to do more research to determine the specific situation.

Early the next morning, Maka put aside the vampire matter and returned her attention to the task of finding the giant.

Yesterday in the bar, Hagrid and Maca had obtained relevant information about the giant community from the wizard named Troca.

Maka, Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim followed the general direction provided by Troka and headed north to the border between Latvia and Russia.

There, in a remote and uninhabited mountain, they began to hike as much as possible.

Those giants don't like wizards, especially wizards who use magic, which can easily arouse their anger and hostility, which is definitely not conducive to negotiations.

However, with the help of Maka's little Acromantula babies, the search process went very smoothly - it could even be said that it was like an outing in the wild.

But Hagrid was extremely curious about those Acromantulas. If Maka hadn't stopped him, there's no way he would have been made into a stone sculpture by those "little cuties"!

After all, Hagrid is just a hybrid of a giant, not a real giant, and his resistance to magic cannot be compared to that of a real giant.

Under Maka's instructions, his little darlings immediately came back to notify him after discovering the giant's figure.

"Let's go! Just in that direction——"

Maka waved to Hagrid and Madame Maxime, and then jumped directly onto Xiao Liu, making Hagrid feel envious for a while.

When they crossed three mountains and climbed up the fourth ridge, they immediately saw the faintly glowing bonfires below.

And near those bonfires, figures as huge as hills were constantly wandering, which was really amazing.

Unfortunately, it took them most of the day on their way here. No matter how fast they searched, they couldn't catch up with the night that was falling quietly.

"It seems we can only wait until tomorrow," Maka whispered, taking out three potion bottles from her waist and handing them to Hagrid and Mrs. Maxim, "Take a sip to warm yourself up...

It’s really cold here!”

After that, he took a sip and then went out to pick up supplies for the night.

"This tent has been cast with the Traceless Stretching Charm, but..." Maka looked at the two big men around her, then shrugged, "Well... Madam, you should be fine, but Hagrid guesses

Will your waist get stuck by the tent opening?"

In fact, his words were just polite words. Not to mention Hagrid, Mrs. Maxim would definitely not be able to get in, because his tent looked too small from the outside...

"Thank you, Mr. McLean, but no need..." Mrs. Maxim walked down the steps provided by Maca, "In this month, more than half of our days have been spent in the wild. It's nothing.

.”

"Yes, yes!" Hagrid said happily, "Maka, what's the name of this bottle of potion? When you drink it, you feel warm all over - this is enough!"

"It's made with the blood of salamanders. It doesn't have a formal name - maybe just call it 'warming potion'! Anyway, the names of all the potions in the magic world are based on this formula..."

As he spoke, he took out a large rattan box and placed it heavily on the open space in front of him.