harry potter book of crimes

To be honest, once you gradually get used to the dizziness, the feeling of watching time go backwards like this is really amazing.

In this hazy field of vision that is not filled with fog, looking at what happened in the past and the people who passed by in the past meandering back and forth like flowing clouds, there is really an illusion of transcending everything.

I remember that my "future self" once mentioned that under some kind of "thinking horizon", everyone squirmed like an ugly worm. I'm afraid I only feel like this when using the time turner.

Only then can we have a rough experience.

Of course, if possible, Maka actually doesn't want to experience this feeling even once.

But there was no way, in order to restore the fact that he was determined not to compromise, he turned the small hourglass again, even going back a little more time than the last time.

And if I had to name a specific point in time, it would naturally be the night before the tragedy happened.

"call……"

When the chaotic feeling of going back in time suddenly stopped, Maka felt that her eyes were clear, and even the ubiquitous gray fog seemed to suddenly become insignificant.

After briefly regaining his composure, he turned back and glanced at the window behind him.

This time, the location he chose to trace back could be seen from inside the St. Mungo's Building. Even though the city outside was already filled with fog, the stars were still twinkling when he looked out the window.

There is no doubt that the seemingly brilliant starry sky is fake, a scene created by magic. But because of this, the fake night sky outside the window is easier to judge the time than the real starry sky.

At this glance, you don’t need any astronomical knowledge, let alone any complicated calculations. You can tell what time it is at night just by looking at the position of the moon. It will not be like the real moon every night.

There will be some slight deviations.

"The time...well, there should be no mistake."

After a little confirmation, Maka then looked around this "room". The lights here were relatively dim, and the humid air was slightly cold, so it was obviously not meant for people to live in.

In fact, this is just a bathroom... and it's a women's bathroom!

"..."

Looking at this place that she would definitely not come to under normal circumstances, Maka's expression seemed a little embarrassed.

But there was no other way, because he knew for sure that he would never come in here if he was fine, so he specially chose such a place to use the time turner.

After all, at this point in time, my past self is also at St. Mungo's, and should be silently patrolling the night outside for Luna, Hermione and other friends!

After looking around subtly, Maka quickly controlled her eyes, then reached out and pulled open the compartment door closest to the window.

Then, he hid in decisively and locked the door firmly.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be any different?"

Maka muttered secretly in her mind to eliminate the embarrassment, flipping down the toilet seat and covering it, then turned around and sat down.

So, after just a few actions that did not make much noise, the bathroom returned to silence again. Except for a faucet over the sink that dripped a drop of water from time to time, there was no other movement.

As for Maka, she just sat on the toilet seat in this cubicle without saying a word for three hours. During this period, she didn't go anywhere and barely even moved.

"It's a bit cold..."

Since there was another version of himself not far outside, even though it was certain that he could not enter the women's bathroom at this time, he still had to keep his magic power and perception in check at all times.

Therefore, at this time, Maka was no different from an ordinary person and could not use any magic. These more than three hours of "bathroom time" really made him feel the discomfort he had not seen for a long time.

"Well, besides being cold, my feet are a little numb."

Just as Maka was about to stand up and relax her muscles, a burst of footsteps suddenly sounded outside, approaching from far away, and seemed to be walking towards the bathroom.

Suddenly, he sat back down again after standing up halfway, but his left hand had already taken out a dark medicine bottle that had been prepared from his waist.

Needless to say, the reason why he was in a daze here was of course to wait for someone.

"Ah! No!"

Suddenly, Maka's expression changed slightly. He had just taken the medicine bottle in his hand and put it back into the pocket on his waist.

Immediately afterwards, his expression suddenly became more subtle.

The next moment, a faint conversation was heard in the corridor outside the door:

"Hermione?"

"Oh... Maka? It's so late, you... why haven't you slept yet?"

"Me? Well, I fell asleep in a while."

"Uh, oh..."

Before she finished speaking, footsteps sounded again. Judging from the light steps, it must still be Hermione's. But before she could take a few more steps, Maka, who was in the corridor outside, spoke again.

"Hermione, you...well, I don't have to ask you where you are going. However, if you want to go downstairs, I don't recommend it."

"Ah, no... no, I'm not going downstairs." Hermione's voice seemed a little less straightforward, "I just... um..."

"Oh, I told you, I don't have to ask you where you went."

"……Um."

At this point, the brief conversation ended. However, it could be heard that Maka at that time still guessed what Hermione wanted to do when she got up at night, so although she still said a few words uneasily, she still said a few words after all.

It didn't embarrass Hermione too much.

As Hermione's footsteps sounded again, Maka, who was sitting on the toilet seat, finally shook her head silently. How could she have forgotten that this happened before?

Just as he was thinking about it, Hermione in the corridor outside gradually walked to the door of the bathroom. After the door opened with a "squeak" sound, Hermione... came in.

In the cubicle, Maka pursed her lips, and then consciously stretched out her fingers to block her ears.

He couldn't help but feel a little lucky now. Fortunately, he thought carefully enough and chose this compartment located at the deepest part of the bathroom. If he had chosen the one at the front, Hermione probably wouldn't have asked more questions even if she couldn't open it.

, but who knows if she may have a sudden whim?

However, she didn't know if she was afraid of something coming, but Maka suddenly heard the footsteps not stopping in the outer compartment, but getting closer and closer to her...

What's going on? Does Hermione have the habit of choosing the innermost compartment to use?

"It seems that blocking your ears is of no use? You will still hear what you should hear."

Maka thought so and put down her hands helplessly, then stared at the door panel of the cubicle that was so close and continued to stare blankly.

At the same time, he already had another magic potion in his hand.

As long as Hermione didn't speak, then he didn't have to speak; and if Hermione did speak, then he seemed to have no choice but to take a small sip of the voice-changing potion that he originally planned to use later to improvise.

Fortunately, for some reason, Hermione's steps suddenly stopped outside the door of this cubicle... She neither reached out to pull the door nor moved again. For a while, the bathroom became silent again.

"Are you looking at the moon from the window?"

Although the scene outside the window is fake, it is still a product of magic, and the effect is even better than the Muggle display screen. If you just look at the moon and look at the night without fog, London will be relieved.

As far as I'm in the mood, it's totally fine.

A moment later, footsteps sounded again for an unknown number of times. Maka thought she was going back, but she naturally chose the compartment closest to the window.

"Click."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know there was anyone in there."

Just saying this, Hermione outside hurriedly walked away. Upon hearing this, Maka knew that there was no need to take the potion, so she just pinched her throat and said "Yeah".

Hermione obviously didn't suspect him, so she chose the middle seat across a cubicle to use it, quickly washed her hands, and left from the door.

At this moment, Maka, who was in the deepest compartment, couldn't help but secretly apologize for hearing something she shouldn't have heard.

"Well, this is a bad thing, and we must not let it slip in the future... To be on the safe side, let's erase this memory when we have time..."

I don't know if Dumbledore's habit of extracting memories and storing them was developed slowly because he listened too much when he was young, or simply watched too many eye-catching things.

After thinking about it, Maka suddenly curled her lips and put aside these messy thoughts.

After Hermione left, nearly two hours had passed, and Maka, who had already begun to ponder certain magical principles, finally heard a series of gentle footsteps coming from outside the door.

This immediately shocked him, he brought back his scattered thoughts, and quickly repeated the action plan he had thought of in advance in his mind.

At the same time, after hearing clearly that the pace outside was chaotic and irregular, Maka became even more sure that this time it was right.

As for Luna's swaying way of walking, let alone at night when she is asleep, even during the day she seems to be sleepwalking. Anyone who is familiar with her will usually hear her correctly.

In addition, Maka still remembered that Luna had an apple and a cup of tea after dinner today, so the possibility of Luna coming to the bathroom at night is naturally very high.

"Well……"

However, while he was concentrating, Hermione, who had just arrived, suddenly reminded him of something.

"By the way, um... let's wait until she is done with it before taking action! Otherwise... it doesn't seem good?"