harry potter book of crimes

The seal failed.

This is not because the stone box imitated by Maka does not work, but because... it simply did not have time to exert its intended effect.

When Maka felt a trance in his mind and came back to consciousness again, he found that the stone box he had just prepared to use had been left on the ground at some point.

And his hand actually reached near the black box again.

Maka was sure that he had always resisted the seductive power it exuded. In other words, what caused him to involuntarily reach out to the black box frequently was indeed another kind of

Something he cannot detect.

"So, what else is constantly affecting me?"

He subconsciously stepped back again, keeping himself away from the weird black box again, while frowning to himself. Even in order to prevent himself from trying to touch the black box unconsciously, he didn't use his hands to

The curse directly caused them to stick to each other.

Unfortunately, it seemed as if the whole world was telling him straightforwardly that all the measures he had taken were in vain - just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the familiar scene happened again.

This time, even Maka himself didn't notice that he inexplicably released the strong sticking spell he had just applied on his hand, and then walked to the black box again and stretched out his hand.

If you observe for yourself, you can find that the distance between his hand and the black box is getting closer and closer each time, and this time he is almost really touching the surface of the black box's cover.

However, at the moment when he was about to touch the lid of the box, he saw a layer of hazy ripples suddenly appearing in the Devouring Mirror placed directly in front of him. At the same time, a hand suddenly emerged from the chaos.

He poked his head out of the mirror and accurately grabbed Maka's wrist.

"McLean, wake up."

A voice came faintly from the other side of the mirror, waking up Maka who was still immersed in thinking. Maka lowered her head and looked at her right hand that was being firmly grasped, and then walked along with a sudden expression.

Holding the opponent's arm, he looked at the Devouring Mirror.

The world in the mirror was still chaotic and unclear. Maka could only vaguely see a figure wearing a black felt coat and short white hair standing inside. His whole person followed the chaos surging in the mirror.

It is slightly distorted by the mist.

Only one arm poked out from the mirror, tightly clasping his right wrist.

But... yes, Maka recognizes the other party.

"Mr. Greenwald, long time no see." Maka let the other party grab her wrist and said, "I thought you might have found Professor Dumbledore... haven't you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice coming from the mirror again:

"It's Albus who asked me to come."

"Oh, then should I congratulate you first?" Maka nodded clearly, "So, where is the professor? I thought it was him who came to see me, but I didn't expect... to put this mirror on

The decision here is correct, but you are the one who came to help me."

"Because Albus has other things to be busy with... You put this thing in front of the Devouring Mirror, which just pointed out a new path for us. He is going to take a look at it now."

In the mirror, Greenwald glanced down at his feet as he spoke.

It was only then that Maka discovered that the black box had actually reflected the world inside the mirror along with the mirror. However, because the world in the mirror was too blurry and confusing for Maka, if Grindelwald did not go

See, Maca is hard to even notice.

After the other party lowered his head and glanced at her, Maka heard him continue:

"McLean, Albus wants me to tell you - if it doesn't work, you can come over to us and travel with us. Because death is not terrible."

"Is that what the professor said?"

Maka was about to scratch her head with her left hand, but found that she almost reached out to touch the black box again. She quickly shook her arm and put her hand in her pocket, and then said:

"These words coming from your mouth are really convincing... But, yes! Let me think about it again..."

He said that he was going to them, but actually he was asking Maka to give up his own life. With Dumbledore and Grindelwald leading the way, maybe Maka could really go to the place that Dumbledore once took him to see.

place.

And more importantly, once he went there, he no longer had to worry about accidentally opening the damn broken box at his feet.

However……

"By the way, have you ever seen the remnant soul of Haierbo over there?" Maka suddenly changed the topic, "I think you should know - that guy made this mirror into his

Horcrux."

"I've seen it," Greenwald replied immediately after hearing it. "It's a piece of paper with some faded ancient Greek writing on it."

"Note?" Maka was startled, but then quickly shook her head, "Anything will do...Anyway, can you help me destroy it? If Haierbo is still here, I will even die.

, you don’t dare to die either?”

Unfortunately, Greenwald immediately said:

"It can't be done - Albus and I are just bystanders. Here, it's hard for the rules to affect us, and it's hard for us to interfere with the rules... we can only be spectators. I'll reach out and give you a hand like this.

This is already the limit - maybe Albus can do more, but even he can't break the rules."

"Listening to what you said, I realized that I don't want to go to your side anymore." Maka couldn't help curling her lips when she heard this.

"But here, you can pursue the truth without any restrictions."

As Grindelwald said, Maka found that the hand he was holding on her had begun to fade away, and the strength holding her wrist was obviously weakening rapidly.

"The time is up," Greenwald quietly let go of Maka's arm and returned his hand to the world inside the mirror. "It's time for me to go...McLean, think about it! You are a real wizard -

—At least Albus and I feel that we didn't make a mistake."

"Hey, wait! You haven't told me clearly about this black box-"

Maka originally wanted to say something more, after all, it was rare to find someone with whom he could discuss. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar wave of magic power suddenly appeared outside the cave, and began to gradually move towards him.

Coming closer here.

"Huh? Helpo is here... Anyway, just wait! Mr. Greenwald, at least you have to do me one more favor!"