harry potter book of crimes

The mercury scattered all over the ground, the dug-out ground, the corpses that had lost all signs of life, and the gurgling blood that seemed to never end...

How many times has this happened? Why? She must suffer this?

Maka, who had just rescued Harry and rushed to the central square, felt her scalp numb as she looked at the desperate scene in front of her.

Ever since she met her "future self" during the Triwizard Tournament, the misfortune of death seemed to be haunting Luna.

After that, even though Maka tried her best to save her fate again and again, every success seemed to be just an illusion. Reality seemed to keep telling Maka that everything he had done,

They are just delaying the other party's death time and time again.

As soon as the time comes, the nightmare will come back!

"Who can tell me... what on earth... what should I do?"

Maka stood there, muttering to herself in a daze.

He knew that all of this must have something to do with him. His existence made the world completely far away from what it should have been.

Some people who were supposed to die survived, and some people who were supposed to be alive have died... It can be said that Maka has affected the fate and future of many people intentionally or unintentionally.

And Luna Lovegood is obviously one of them.

But now, no matter how much Maka blames himself, it is of no use. All he can do is probably to try his best to find out the problem and try his best to solve it.

However, the terrifying scene in front of him kept stimulating Maka's nerves, making him feel as if the parts in his head were rusty and could no longer rotate.

But at this moment, suddenly, a slight whisper penetrated into his ears:

"Dad...Helpo...the secret passage."

"Delphi?"

Maka's eardrums suddenly caught the almost inaudible voice, just three words, but it woke him up suddenly like a bolt from the blue.

Yes! Delphi should be here! This was one of the arrangements he made by himself. How could he completely forget about it just now?

But, since Delphi is here, why does the result become like this?

"Delphi! Delphi where are you? Dai"

Maka hurriedly glanced back and forth in the square, but did not find the other party's presence. It was not until he turned his head to look at the edge of the square that he saw the dying figure lying there.

At this moment alone, Maka, who had regained her thinking ability, immediately realized that there was something wrong. Where was the magic power fluctuation belonging to Delphi?

The dispersing effect just now has gradually passed, and even the magic power in the air is no longer so thin, and the magic power in everyone's body should have recovered a lot.

But since arriving here, Maka has never sensed Delphi's existence. Even after hearing the sound, she still relied on her own eyes to find the other party.

Without having time to think about it, Maka immediately ran over, squatted aside and picked up Delphi from the dusty ground.

"Dad..." Delphi half-opened her eyes with difficulty, but her eyes seemed to have no focus, and she looked at the sky in confusion, "The secret passage, Haierbo... went to the secret passage."

"I know, I know... don't say anything. Drink the potion first and open your mouth."

As Maka spoke, she hurriedly took out the healing potion from her waist, held the back of her head and poured the potion into her mouth.

Just the big hole dug in the ground silently indicated where Halbo was going. But under the current circumstances, if Maka chased after her, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving up on Luna?

No, he will never choose to give up... Absolutely not!

What's more, there is now a question that concerns him very much, right in front of him. His intuition tells him that the answer to this question is very likely to be a very crucial clue on how to save Luna.

"Delphi, how do you feel? Delphi?"

However, after feeding Delphi a full dose of healing potion, the other party's serious injuries did not seem to improve at all.

"Dad... I'm sorry, I couldn't... I couldn't complete the task you gave me... I'm sorry..."

"No, I don't blame you! This is all my fault, you don't have to say sorry! Come on, try this again... drink it, it will be fine."

While Maka comforted her softly, she was still looking for other types of healing potions and feeding her them again and again.

However, although Delphi's injuries were serious, they were only physical injuries, but all the healing potions that Maka used on her were ineffective.

"Damn...why? Why is this?"

He has asked "why" too many times today, but unfortunately, no one can give him any answers.

"Dad...it's so dark, I can't see you."

Delphi's eyes became more and more distracted. She raised her hand with difficulty, as if she wanted to confirm Maka's existence. Suddenly, Maka, who was still looking down for the potion, felt a chill on her cheek. It was Delphi's finger.

The tip lightly scratched his face.

"I'm here, I'm right here!"

Suddenly startled, Maka quickly reached out and grabbed her palm. The cold-as-ice touch made Maka once again annoyed about why there is such a thing as a "cooling rule" in this world.

"Dad... you know? I'm really scared. I'm afraid that everything will happen again in another way. I'm afraid that the future will still be the same as in my memory. I'm even more afraid that you will abandon me again...

…Because…because I can’t help you with anything…”

Delphi's suddenly fluent words made Maka feel something was wrong. But now, it seemed that all he could do was to hug her more tightly and listen carefully to every word she said.

"Don't worry, how could I not want you because you can't help me?"

"Really?"

Looking at the girl's absent-minded eyes, Maka's brows furrowed more and more tightly, but her tone became softer.

"Of course it's true, I promise you!"

After a pause for a few seconds, Delphi suddenly held Maka's hand hard and said with great difficulty:

"Dad, I know what you are going to do...if you see the me in the past, please...must tell her this sentence..."

Before he finished speaking, Maka felt his palm loosen, and the slender hand in his palm was about to slip. At that moment, he subconsciously grasped the soft and boneless hand tighter.

"I know, I will."

The next second, Maka couldn't help but whisper.