harry potter book of crimes

"...I don't think it's a good habit to hide in the dark and eavesdrop!"

When Delphi outside the cubicle said this, Maka was stunned for a moment, but then she turned her head and looked at the ghost gentleman beside her.

"please."

He grinned and made a mouth gesture, and then stretched out his hand towards the door panel, gesturing for the other person to go out and take the blame for him. Of course, the person who was discovered was probably the ghost, so asking him to come forward was not a shirk.

An act of responsibility.

If this person hadn't suddenly appeared, how could Maka be discovered by Delphi if she was hiding here with bated breath?

"Well……"

Fortunately, this Mr. Sewer Ghost is an honest man...well, or a "gentleman", after all, Maka looks like a girl now!

When he saw "her" asking him to go out and top the tank, seemingly pleading, he hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, passed through the door panel and floated out.

Oh, Merlin testifies! Maka really didn't make any "pleasing" expression. Although he pretended to be Luna, he didn't have the ideological awareness to be a "cute girl" yet!

If he had to say what he was thinking when he asked the other party to go out... it was probably something like "If you don't go out, I will have to cast a magic spell on you"!

Of course, whatever thoughts Maka had at the moment were just trivial matters, and even he himself quickly threw them aside. Because the next moment, he heard the ghost Mr. Apologize outside:

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation... In fact, this is my territory. The therapists at St. Mungo's and many patients know this!"

"Even the dean would not say that this is his territory, how dare you say that?"

When Delphi saw that it was a ghost, he actually let down his guard quite a bit.

Because there are always a lot of ghosts in the magic world, and even the magic world has opened an office specifically for their placement, so that they can have a place to stay and not scare others from time to time.

However, even the scariest ghosts are often harmless. At best, they can only yell at you and scare those who are timid with their "death appearance", that's all.

However, the only and biggest specialty of ghosts is that they live long enough. If they hear something and remember it, they may be able to tell it to you in the future.

Listen for your descendants.

Therefore, when Maka suddenly heard that Delphi was going to use the forgetting spell on the other party, he was not surprised at all.

"...Although I'm a little sorry, I have to use a forgetting spell on you. I think you should be able to understand that the conversation I just had with Miss Granger is actually very important. At this time, I have to be more cautious.

"

"I feel a little sorry too."

While Delphi was speaking, Maka couldn't help but say this quietly in her heart. But at this time, he had already hidden his figure, and walked quietly holding Luna wrapped in an invisibility cloak.

Arrive at the bathroom door.

The door had been open since Hermione left just now, so he obviously didn't need to spend more time thinking of a way to sneak out without opening the door.

"Forgetting spell? Oh no... no need, right? I promise I won't say half a word to others! What's more, if you accidentally delete more... No, no, beautiful lady, please don't come here.

!”

"Don't worry, I'm very good at forgetting spells. I won't delete too many things...forget them all!"

As soon as Delphi finished his last words, a magic spell accurately hit the opponent's white body. The forgetting spell that directly acted on the mental body immediately shocked the ghost gentleman.

Seeing the other party looking around blankly after being hit by the spell, Delphi finally nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, Maka had already left with Luna.

…

Since Hermione still left first when leaving, Maka had to sneak out of the bathroom in advance with the help of the Immortal Hidden Potion.

Fortunately, he finally returned to the ward before Hermione and put Luna on the bed that was empty because of his departure.

"To be honest, it's okay if I'm hungry for a while. I'm just going to suffer for you for the past two days."

Before Hermione came in, Maka apologized secretly while stroking Luna's hair, and gave her a few sips of water. Then, he silently took out an unknown piece of paper and stuffed it into her

pocket, and silently exited the room while remaining invisible.

After finally leaving St. Mungo's, all these "appearances" had not changed, so Maka was finally able to let go of a certain part of the pressure in her heart and let out a breath of turbidity.

It's a pity that although there is still a lot of time before the end of the time rewind, and the "ticking" sound in his ears is still lingering, the city of London can no longer give him a break from his busy schedule.

The fog was shrouded heavily, the streets were full of traces of spells, and the sounds of distant battles could even be heard from afar.

The ones who have suffered the greatest misfortune in this city today are not the wizards, but the original owners of this city.

Maka looked at the streets and buildings in front of her that were covered by thick fog. She couldn't help but close her eyes slightly and whispered to herself:

"That's why I often say that I am not a philanthropic person...because when I encounter a disaster, the first thing I think of will always be the few people I care about."

Yes, if he can spend so much time and energy on saving the city instead of Luna alone. Even if it is impossible to do it in a short while, it will at least save the city a lot of casualties.

.

This is obvious.

But he did not choose the latter of philanthropy, but chose the former of selfishness. He was as timid as a mouse and did not dare to face the reality of Luna's death, half of which was for Luna's death, and most of which was for Luna's death.

But it was just the pain in his own heart.

Doesn't he know about these miserable scenes outside? Even if he can't see it, he can easily guess it, but he subconsciously ignores those things that will condemn his conscience.

Now, Luna is probably fine, and he no longer has any reason to evade certain responsibilities. When he faced everything that was happening around him again, he felt a completely different feeling from Luna's death.

Pressure suddenly fell on his shoulders.

"There are still a few hours until dawn...can't do anything?"

Maka will never forget that he is still in the "past", and everything he does as a time traveler will affect the future world to a greater or lesser extent.

Therefore, the best thing for him now is to find a deserted place to do research or take a nap, and then wait for the arrival of dawn.

However, what Maka needs most right now is obviously not to rest, but to find a way to relieve the complexity and heaviness in his heart.

"Young man, what are you doing standing there? Do you want to die?"

Suddenly, Maka, who was walking on the street, suddenly heard a deliberately lowered voice coming from directly above him.

He then looked up and saw an old Muggle man talking to him from the second-floor window of the house facing the street.

"Come up quickly! Don't wander around on the street... In the past two days, I have seen many people die on the street inexplicably! If you don't want to die, come up quickly!"

After Maka heard this, she couldn't help but be startled, and then nodded unconsciously.

After he walked around from the alley on the street to the back of the building, he soon found the stairwell of the small apartment and walked up the old stairs step by step.

"Come in!"

In Maka's opinion, anyone who can let people into his house at such a time is either a fool or a kind person. Of course, there are still some people with malicious intentions who want to take advantage of others...

As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a rather familiar smell. In addition to the damp musty smell common in old London neighborhoods, the air in this old man's house also contained a slight smell of ink and paper.

This is when you have a certain number of long-term collections of books, and you will accumulate a bookish taste.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the living room and took a casual glance, he saw that there were two large bookshelves in the room that was probably a study room, and they were already filled with old books of all sizes.

"Sir...are you the only one at home?"

"Ah, um... yes!" The old man nodded slightly, but then quickly waved his hand and said, "Sit down first! If you are hungry, there are some pancakes on the table, you can take it and eat..."

"Oh, thank you."

Maka didn't refuse, and sat down gently on the sofa over there, then picked up a piece of cake and took a bite. While he was eating, the old man poured him a glass of water, and then poured it into his mouth.

Sit down opposite.

"Young man, why are you walking alone on the street? Why don't you find a place to hide?" the old man asked casually, "As I just said, there are so many messy things outside these days, how dare you be alone?

Wandering on the streets! Didn’t you see not even a single person on the street?”

After hearing this, Maka thought for a while and said:

"Actually... I didn't want to either. It's just that my home was destroyed and I had no place to go. After hiding in the ruins of the community for two days, I almost ran out of food and drink, so I came out to look for it."

He is naturally very good at telling lies. He can just find any excuse to make excuses, and no one can say that he is making up nonsense.

"Oh, really?" When the old man heard this, he immediately nodded again, "Then where did you come from all the way? Didn't you encounter any danger? I have seen a lot of nervousness in the past two days.

He's a nasty guy, chasing people around with a small wooden stick, and it can actually emit light..."

The old man was talking nonchalantly, but Maka seemed a little absent-minded. When the other person was not paying attention, his eyes moved slightly and glanced at the room next to the study he just saw.

The door was tightly closed.