Hogwarts Archmage

"Damn..." A woman with a voluptuous figure held her head and kept rolling. Her skin, which had not sweated for a long time, was now dripping with big beads of sweat. Her clothes were already soaked, but she seemed to feel It was very cold, my body was shaking constantly, and my face was very pale.

Jasmine looked at Max with some worry. George next to her tried to use some creations to treat her, but every time she got close, the creations would let out a scream, then emit a puff of black smoke and quickly wither.

Her usually delicate hands were covered with veins at this moment. Max squeezed her temples hard and shouted: "Get out, get out immediately! Don't leave anyone behind!"

A wave of air followed the sound. This wave of air was not very impactful, but it enveloped the McCalls very softly and pushed them out of the door.

Jasmine wanted to say something else, but George shook his head at her and closed the door to Max's room.

Until they all left here, Max tore off his clothes with one hand, then made a knife with his hands, and stuffed his whole hand into his chest along the ravine on his chest.

The red blood rushed straight down the chest to the ceiling, but it was stopped by an inexplicable force halfway, and it was tightly twisted into a sphere, floating in the air, absorbing the new blood.

A piercing scream came from the hole in her chest. Max pulled hard. After severe pain, a black and red meat ball was pulled directly out of her chest.

The meat ball twitched randomly for a while, and finally stopped after realizing that the outside world was not harming it. However, from the inside, it issued a sharp question that made the brain boil:

"What are you doing!? Aren't you afraid that your master will kill you!? Aren't you afraid that my mother will kill you!?"

Max didn't bother to answer his question, but breathed rapidly. The blood floating in the air was slowly pulled back to her chest. The sweat slowly disappeared. After pulling out the meat ball, her headache stopped. .

After a few more minutes, Max's breathing slowly calmed down, and she slowly sat up, staring closely at the "guy" in her hand.

Maybe it was the scarlet pupils in the black, maybe it was the calmness on the face that was beyond the normal state, or maybe it was because of other reasons. In short, the flesh ball calmed down.

But the silence didn't last long. Soon, it screamed again: "Why are you looking at me like that!? What do you mean?"

The sound is still unpleasant, and the decibels are not low, but it always makes people feel guilty.

"Listen, you little bastard, either you tell me what you did, or we both die together." Max said in a very calm voice.

"What can I do? I'm even just an embryo!"

"or…"

Max picked up the phone that fell on the ground and waved it toward it: "Maybe I can just ask my boss?"

"You...you..." It was a little angry.

"What's wrong with me? Actually, I originally wanted to take you out and put you back if your head still hurts... But unfortunately, this matter is obviously related to you..."

The meatball was also a little confused. Max's movements were so fast that he didn't even have time to react. Otherwise, how could such a big mistake happen?

"But I'm afraid you won't believe me even if I say it..." it said in a murmuring voice.

"Just talk."

It was silent for a while, seeming to organize its words. After a long time, it said: "You should know that to a certain extent, you are also my mother."

"Yeah, I know."

"I'm transforming you."

Max frowned: "Why."

"I need a suitable hotbed that can allow me to be born quickly---of course, this speed may be different from what you imagine. Its time span is probably several decades."

"So you're going to transform me into some sort of... um... hatching bed for you?"

"No! That's not the case!" Its voice was a little urgent: "I just don't want you to become a monster. I approve of you!"

"monster…"

Max was stunned for a moment, and then quickly asked: "What's going on?"

"I...I am different from my mother. He made a contract with my father, so for her the endless knowledge is just a sequelae of a period of time, but for me it is an unbearable disaster..."

Max listened patiently to what it said without interrupting it.

"I have calculated that in up to 200 years, I will completely lose my emotions and become a flesh and blood machine with only storage and reading functions...

"And if you didn't transform me and allow me to be born early, I would still be in the embryonic stage at that time and wouldn't even be qualified to have my uterus removed...

"A machine with intelligence... When it cannot bear the mass storage, it will inevitably transform the surrounding environment. At that time, you..."

Max pursed his lips and accepted its words: "I will become a pendant of yours, a flesh and blood machine like you, right?"

"No...it's worse than me. You will even lose your thoughts..."

"yes…"

Her eyes gradually became a little confused. Just when Meatuan was about to put herself back, Max suddenly laughed: "You are still talking, a lie weaved that is easy to believe."

"you…"

"Half truth and half false, right?" Max gently stroked the area that was probably its "head": "Actually, you don't know many things, you only know things on paper...Ms. Langley once I told me not to believe you, and I also told me that you would hunt down and kill your mother as soon as you were born. You may not have feelings, but... you will not become the pure flesh and blood machine you said. , and it’s even less likely to affect me..."

She lightly tapped its body with her fingers: "You seem to have forgotten one thing. I am Margaery Langley's subordinate. It is just my job to take care of you. We can be friends, but I am not your real mother." …Ms. Langley gave me a lot of reassurances that you don’t know about.”

"She...she..."

"She's lying to me---that's what you want to say, right?" Max smiled charmingly: "She won't lie to me, because there is no need. If necessary, she only needs to inform me...for example She informed me that I would be killed by you countless times in the future, but I still took over the job of raising you."

"Why?" Roudan was a little confused.

Max glanced at it with confusion: "I thought you were very smart...Of course it's because I can't help it? Which one do you choose between dying immediately or being killed occasionally but not dying in the future?"