harry potter book of crimes

Maka's impression of the port city has always been pretty good.

Although most of his eleven years of childhood were filled with gray and even darkness. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that when he was bored, climbing up to the roof and looking at the rippling water became one of the few times he lived in those days.

One of the ways to calm yourself down.

That's right, whether it's the sparkling golden light under the sun or the shining silver light under the moon, they are both beautiful in Maka's eyes.

Now, when everyone had put aside the recent panic and fell asleep, Maka quietly left the "back" of the warehouse area, found a tall building and sat on the edge of the roof.

This is a good place, with the colorful Muggle nightlife behind you, and in front of you are the waves under the dim night, and the large shadows on the horizon that have not yet been noticed by the Muggle citizens of Calais.

The huge contrast between one and the other made Maka feel as if she was sitting on a certain dividing line in this world. To be honest, this was definitely not a wonderful thing, but it gave people a good feeling.

"well……"

Maka held on to the edge of the roof, sighed softly, and then simply fell back, lying straight on her back on the rooftop.

The stars in the sky filled his field of vision in an instant, as if a dark curtain was covered with glittering gems.

He looked at the starry sky, confirmed the constellations with his little in-depth astronomy knowledge, and then roughly calculated the time.

"Well, that 'little guy' should be there now, right? After another day and night, we should meet..."

I have to admit that shooting stars are beautiful. Of course, the prerequisite is that they won’t hit you.

Wait until tomorrow night, when the "little guy" in Maka's mouth breaks into the atmosphere, Maka will be able to actually see a beautiful meteor rushing towards him. He believes that the feeling will not be much better.

"Although, it must be beautiful... Well, Hermione and Luna should have moved to Paris by then. Maybe we can remind them to look up at night?"

"I definitely won't watch it anyway."

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from the direction above Maka, who was lying flat on his back, but Maka was obviously not surprised, because he had already noticed someone approaching.

When she heard what the other party said, Maka didn't ask why she didn't look, but changed the topic casually.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Guess," the other party heard the words and couldn't help but said quietly, "At times like this, you always like to climb to higher places, so as long as you look for the highest place nearby, you can probably find you... At least, that's my memory.

That’s what I was told.”

"Oh, yes," Maka smiled softly, "After all, your memory was given to you by me, and there will always be some of my 'private goods' mixed in it..."

Just as he was speaking, Maka suddenly dropped the smile on his face and said apologetically:

"Sorry, overall, I just gave you some bad memories."

"No, Dad, it's really okay..." The other party shook his head, walked to Maka's side, and then lay down gently, looking at the stars with him, "And it's not all wrong.

Okay, isn't it? For example...the days when you let me stay by your side, although they are dangerous every day, they are probably the best times besides the days when I come to you."

"Um?"

Maka couldn't help but be slightly startled as she listened.

"Life these days...do you feel good?"

"Isn't it bad?" Delphi lay beside Maka and whispered softly while recalling, "Maybe it was very busy, of course it was also very dangerous, and I even almost lost my life... Well, and now I am completely gone.

The ability to help my father. But even so, I still feel that life like this is good, because my father will never leave me, and he will always protect me... Oh, and also, my father is very young..."

"That's all. What's that last sentence?" Maka couldn't help but laugh again, "To be honest, I'm not mentally prepared to be a father yet!"

But when Delphi heard this, he immediately shook his head.

"It's okay, Dad, that's enough...that's good..."

Maybe it was because she felt at ease just being by Maka's side, so not long after she lay down, her eyelids became heavy.

Maka listened to the voice coming from his ears getting lower and lower, and soon he found that the other person had completely fallen into a dream.

"It's so windy here that you can still fall asleep. Don't you worry about catching a cold?"

While talking, Maka waved her hand and wrapped a blanket around the other person. Then he sat up again, his legs hanging on the outer wall of the tall building, and stared at the shadow in the distance in a daze.

He remembered that he had mentioned to Lupine in the warehouse before that Haierbo would probably start to erode the inland based on the Kent County he occupied in the future, and for the British Muggles, it would definitely be a battle.

A greater disaster.

Moreover, when mentioning this point, Maka also said that she actually has some ideas to deal with it. However, once certain practices are started, it may be difficult to stop them in the future.

As for the "approach" he was considering...to be honest, he didn't think everyone could agree with it, and even he himself was actually somewhat resistant to it.

Even though, right now is a time of disaster and crisis.

"It's hard to handle!" Maka sighed again and secretly said in her heart, "Yes, at least let's take a look at the Muggle side's attitude first!"

Haierbo's injury gave him time to deal with the big rock above his head, and also gave many people the opportunity to think carefully. In fact, it was not just his "certain practices", but also the Muggle side.

Are there some methods that can be called "taboo" that have not been used?

However, the reason why taboos are taboos is because they harm others and themselves. If the mists created by Haierbo would also affect him, then he would definitely think twice about using them.

"I think we have to figure out, is this a 'disaster'... or a 'war'?"

Now, in fact, this is no longer a unilateral problem in the UK, let alone Maka's problem alone. In recent days, I am afraid that many people around the world who can know the causes and consequences are thinking silently.

After pondering for a moment, Maka pursed her lips and closed her eyes slightly against the night wind. His hair was swaying and flying in the wind, just like his threads, which seemed to be smooth.

, but couldn’t find the answer I wanted.

"Anyway, let's deal with the matter in front of us first!"

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and picked up Delphi, who was wrapped in a blanket. Then he jumped back slightly and disappeared silently on the way downstairs.