harry potter book of crimes

Sky?

Is it the sky?

The sky is distorting strangely. Although it is gray and gloomy, it can still be seen that it is definitely not what it should be.

Oh no, it seems that it is not the sky that is twisting, but... it is the whole world in front of me.

There is a burning smell in the lungs, a suffocating feeling caused by the lack of air and the inability to breathe.

The whole body is slightly cool, and there is a feeling of being tightly wrapped by something. But it seems that it has begun to loosen gradually...

Huh? Where does the water come from?

My throat became a little moist, and I swallowed subconsciously. It was refreshing and sweet.

In addition, the suffocation and tingling pain in the chest and lungs still occupy the main body of thinking, and even make people feel a little dazed, making people feel...as if they have forgotten how to breathe for a long time.

No! Wait first... wait first... It seems that there are more important things. When my attention spreads a little more, the answer is already very close, but it is covered up by the painful suffocation feeling, and then I subconsciously

ignored it.

There seems to be some sound?

No, that's not what I want.

I fainted? What happened to me before I fainted?

No, this is not important at the moment.

There seem to be a lot of people around... Is that Bill? Next to him should be Fleur... and a little further away, are Luna and Hermione! It's unmistakable. I can't believe the magic reaction of the two of them.

Will admit his mistake...wait, magic reaction?

I know, I know what I ignored - this is the cooling rule! I am now wrapped in the power of the cooling rule! To be more precise, it is a group of cooling rules that are fading.

force!

It was precisely because it was so familiar and so close! It was so tightly surrounded by it that it was almost everywhere when I woke up, so I subconsciously ignored its existence.

What's going on? I've been chewing dry food for too long. Do you want to taste frozen meat?

…

"Wow--"

A sudden and shocking turn of events caused Madame Maxime, who was wearing a black dress and reciting a eulogy, to forget the following words. The scene fell into a dead silence, and even the mourners in the front row were splashed with cold water on their insteps.

The guest seemed not to feel it at all, and stayed in place with a stiff and solemn posture.

Everyone knows that Maka McClane's coffin is an ice coffin made of special magic - even those Muggle viewers who are watching this live show on TV have already passed it at the beginning.

The introduction was learned.

However, no one expected that this ice coffin would suddenly turn into water and splash all over the ground during the funeral ceremony.

Therefore, people probably did not expect that the protagonist of today's funeral would stand up from the puddle of water where the ice coffin was, as if joking like that.

Then he spoke——

"I know, something must have happened... Yes, something must have happened. But please don't panic. After all, this world has always been weird and bizarre... Yes! What else can be better than waking up?

I found that I was attending a funeral, and the protagonist of this funeral was actually myself. How could it be even more wonderful to come? Well... I seem to be hungry. To be honest, I have a little bit of an illusion of eating frozen meat. "

Maka shrugged her shoulders and used humorous words to anchor her calmness while examining every detail in her field of vision. Her right hand lightly brushed the hem of her robe that was soaked and still dripping water, as if casually.

The wet clothes all over his body were evaporated like dust.

The picture in the live broadcast monitor took a while.

Then it was obvious that he had already noticed the rather eye-catching equipment and staff at the scene. There was even the logo of a well-known Muggle television station on the pickup pole and camera body.

"Is it a live broadcast?"

Maka suddenly turned her head and cast a questioning look at Maxim, who was still dazed. Perhaps because his gesture was too natural, Mrs. Maxim, who was not far away, nodded without any resistance.

It also acquiesces that the on-site leadership is handed over.

So Maka no longer looked at her, but first probed her head to look at the monitor screen, then took two steps forward and walked to the front of the camera, asking the Muggle cameraman who was at a loss to subconsciously obey.

The professional instinct completely focuses the camera on himself.

"To be honest," he adjusted his collar casually and looked directly at the camera and said calmly, "Don't look at me like this. I am actually quite confused about the current situation. After all, you have seen it. I have just recovered from an inexplicable situation.

I woke up from my sleep—before I even had time to wash my face and brush my teeth!”

Speaking of this, Maka smiled.

"But it doesn't matter, at least I have roughly guessed...the reason why this funeral was broadcast live like this." As he said this, he glanced thoughtfully at the sea a little further away, and then immediately looked back to the camera.

, "Hello everyone who is looking at me right now! I, Maca McClain, seem to be a heroic pioneer who has died on the 'other side' of the Channel - please give me a shot of the English Channel over there.

,Thanks."

He put the camera on the camera and asked the cameraman to move towards the sea, and then pulled it back again.

"That was my hometown, and I went to my hometown that had completely fallen in the disaster to fight bloody battles, and ended up fighting bravely in the chaos of the enemy... Oh! No, no, no, it seems that this is obviously not practical, is it?

"Maka paused, then waved her hands towards the camera and said, "Magic is a very wonderful knowledge. I survived by luck, and it seems that it was also thanks to it. Now, the distance between it and everyone has also changed.

This terrible disaster is quickly approaching. If there is an opportunity in the future, I would like to share this wonderful knowledge with everyone through the classroom - maybe you don't know about my job. If this

If this disaster had not happened, I would still be a serving teacher..."

It seems that some casual chatter can't make the atmosphere at the scene a little more relaxed, but presumably, the Muggle viewers in front of the TV who are still unclear about many facts are already under Maka's eyes.

During this chatter, I gradually came to accept this live broadcast program that had begun to deviate from the topic.

After saying a few more words that seemed to go off topic, but that actually allowed the audience to begin to understand wizards and magic, Maka finally removed the relaxed smile on her face and her expression suddenly became serious.

He looked at the camera lens, and his pair of deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the signal and look directly at the audience in front of the TV.

"The disaster will end! This nightmare will end! We have human warriors who are always fighting on the front line, regardless of wizards or ordinary soldiers - although many truths have been covered up by history because of the differences between our ancestors, we did once

We are one, and it will be so in the future! And as long as you and I can work together, disasters that can defeat us will never exist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the TV screens in various live broadcast areas suddenly became blurred, and the live broadcast signal was disconnected.