As mentioned before, Haierbo does not look at the identity of the apprentice when he receives it.

Not to mention that in the era he lived in, at least in the modern magic world today, the family background of other people must be as insignificant as the clouds in the sky in Helbo's eyes.

Therefore, among his apprentices, there are ordinary house wizards like Martin, and there are also grumpy dwarf wizards who live in beach houses.

Therefore, of course-among those people, there are so few pure-blood wizards with good talents who have encountered Helbo by chance. Naturally, it is not a surprising thing.

However, compared with the ordinary wizards in the past, most people from pure-blood families still have a rather peculiar pride.They may also succumb to the strong under coercion and temptation, but they may not be able to completely let go of their pure-blood dignity.

Today, there are two pure-blood wizards among Haierbo's apprentices a little restless.They did not completely follow Helbo's instructions, but tried to confuse the past while treating the task negatively.

There is no doubt that these two people do not want to do anything for Helbo at all.When they first met Haierbo, they only chose to follow because they were both frightened by the powerful force of the other party and wished to obtain benefits from him.

But, who is Helbo?

Although he didn't care much about the loyalty or loyalty of these apprentices, and he rarely contacted them actively, he couldn't really let these people fish in troubled waters under his own hands.

To this day, the two apprentices of pure-blood wizards who had been perfunctory to Haierbo's mission finally understood their stupidity.

Unfortunately, it is too late for them to regret it.

"...At this moment, dead?"

In Kingsley's office, Sirius frowned and flipped through the information Lupin had given him.

"That gang of pure-blooded family's'British Magical Surgery Action', I remember this is the last day, right? I didn't die for a long time, but died at this time... Could it be Helbo's hand?"

At the desk, Lupin shook his head casually.

"Who knows?" He tilted his head at Sirius and motioned, "Isn't this just for you to check! To be honest, the deaths of these two people are big or small-McNeill's family? Fortunately, there are not a few left in their house, basically they can't make noise. But the other Luo Er's family just..."

The two of them have no good feelings for pure blood, and there is news of death right now, so it would be nice not to gloat.But the two people died and it was okay. Afterwards, there would be any unfavorable riots for Maca and the Ministry of Magic.

Sirius obviously knew better than Lupin about the pure blood family.Hearing the other party point out the key, he also nodded.

"The Rohr family?" Sirius thought for a while, "It depends on where they guessed-did they use this as a warning to them by Helbo, or did they think it would just ruin the The Maca of the Lint family is in the dark."

"Of course, no matter what they think, it won't do us any good." Lu Ping waved his hand. "Anyway, let's find out more! No one knows what the two families will do at the moment."

Sirius nodded immediately, turned around and wanted to go outside, but stopped again without taking two steps.

"Does Maca need me to speak directly? Or, do you come to notify him with a secret letter?"

"He'll just wait for a while!" Lupin said, "I don't know anything yet. It doesn't make much sense to tell him about the deaths of those two people. You should wait for you to find out the specific reactions of the two families. , I will write another ciphertext and ask for his suggestions."

"Row!"

After all, Sirius stopped staying any longer, turned around and left in a hurry.

...

There is nothing wrong with Lupin's judgment-two lives at this time must be a little detrimental to Maca.

Since the affairs of the Flint family have not even been completely settled, even Mrs. Flint is still undergoing trials in Wiesengamo. This suddenly reveals that two people in the pure-blood family have died. People have dreams.

However, don't say that Maca doesn't know this thing yet, even if he knows it now, he won't actually be so earthy.

There are too many things that need him to worry about recently. The pure-blooded family is still making trouble, at least he won't distract his attention anymore until the stone in the sky falls.

Today, Maca plunged into the cave deep in the Forbidden Forest again, staring at the huge stone stele, immersed in the understanding of the rules of the soul.

Although the "arrogance" branch represented by this soul rune does not fit him very well, it does not mean that he can't master it.

After such a long time of contact, from the initial analysis to the initial mastery, and then to the present.Maca felt that he seemed to have gradually felt the "temperality" of this second-level rune.

That's right, he suddenly felt that the second-level rules might regard them as a kind of living thing-they not only have a unique and complete "thought", they even have a certain will.

Because of this, the Voldemort of the year was almost controlled by the rules several times, and turned into a powerful walking dead.

However, this "will" is definitely very different from human beings.

"So that is to say... the'comprehension' I have been doing is essentially to get close to their specific'thoughts' in order to gain their approval?"

While thinking about it, Maca felt the rune in the Bewitching Monument again. The fluctuation of the spirit caused the shock of the magic power, which spread around him.

Until now, he did not understand how great the value of the rune list given by the "future self" that had appeared in front of him.

With its "interpretation" of the scroll of truth, Maca can master this soul rune called "arrogance" at a speed that is almost no less than that of a highly compatible person, when it is not suitable for itself.

It was also until now that he realized how well Voldemort fits this branch of the soul rule.

"Is this the soul flame used by both Voldemort and Helbo?"

Maca suddenly raised his hand, looked at the black flames lingering in his fingers, and shook his head secretly.

"Sure enough... I'm still not very suitable for this stuff."

Together with his thoughts, he instantly broke away from the state of forcibly fitting the "arrogance", and the black flames swirling in his palms also disappeared.

Obviously, if he has to use it, it's not bad, but as he himself said just now, it is really not suitable.

Of course, the soul flames used by Voldemort and Helbo look the same, but they are quite different in essence, and the effects on the soul are also completely different.

What Macasi condensed was exactly what Voldemort used in the past.

"……Pity."

Shaking his hand casually, Maca couldn't help sighing slightly.

In fact, his mastery of this soul rune has already surpassed Voldemort in those days.The reason why he obviously evokes the soul flame more slowly than the latter is naturally because he comprehend it entirely on his own, while the latter is always on the verge of being corroded and assimilated by the rules.

But what made him regretful was that he had already mastered this level, but he still couldn't use it to compete with Helbo.

This is something he just realized after he truly understood "arrogance."

"The Devouring Mirror..." Maca suddenly turned around and thought to the ancient mirror that was heavily sealed in the distance, "It looks like it should be'gluttony', right?"

The true meaning of "arrogance" is arrogance, excessive self-fascination, and even more a kind of dignity without foundation.So, what is the true meaning of "gluttony"?

"Perhaps... Haierbo actually has an appetite that no one can match?"

After jokingly muttering to himself, Maca shrugged, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Today is a fairly good harvest-although the benefit to his confrontation with Helbo is not great, it can never be said to be useless.

Even if he can't take advantage of the "arrogance" that doesn't suit him, at least, he will no longer have to worry about the other party's soul rules for Shanghai Erbo.

It can be said that the two seem to have once again formed a relatively balanced situation.

"Oh! McLean, you are finally out!"

As soon as he walked out of the cave, Maca saw the thin figure of the elder Elf Lak.But after that, he saw the other party rushing to him.

"what happened?"

"It's the'girl boss' in the castle! She just came over to find you-I told her to go back and wait, but I don't know if she understood me."

"The female leader?"

Maca was also slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and when the word rolled around in his head, he understood who the old Ruck was talking about.

"Professor McGonagall? Well, that should be something related to the event... Has the federation approved?"

Thinking about this, he then nodded at old Luck.

"I see, you can go on your own! I'll go back and ask... By the way, you should hurry up and inform the people of what I said. There will be no time for you to move things!"

After speaking, Maca went to the elf's resident under the watch of the old Luck, and disappeared in the outer forest in a short time.

"Isn't it just a big rock falling from the sky?" Old Luck mumbled, "Forget it, anyway, it's just a temporary move. You should be back soon..."

While scratching his nest, he walked towards the place where the tribe gathered.

"Is the assembly finished? They are all here? Then listen to me—"

It must be admitted that, in terms of the ability to seek good and avoid evil, it seems that the horses who have moved out of this area are stronger.