harry potter book of crimes

"It's so hot——"

Is it very hot now? No, it should be a bit cold in this season...

It's just that the skin and muscles all over the body seem to have disappeared, and it's like I can't feel anything.

The broken bones of the left forearm were temporarily connected with a repair spell, but after all, it was broken just now. The muscle repair spell scratched by the sharp broken bone cannot be restored.

However, there was no pain at all and my whole body was numb.

"It's so hot——"

Obviously I can't even feel the temperature, but I always feel that there is a tight and stuffy feeling pressing in from the surroundings, and the irritability is getting worse...

"Ham meat in a compressed can...is probably...this way, right?"

Maka was walking staggeringly in the deserted alley, her eyes were blurred, and she looked like she was carved out of the same mold as Luna when she was in a daze.

The light of some street lamps shone from afar, dragging the shadow behind him into a long one. The shadow kept twisting with his swaying steps, like a Venezuelan poisonous anaconda.

At this time, in his field of vision, the surrounding environment seemed to have lost its color, becoming like walking in an old faded Muggle photo.

The roadway became winding and uneven, sometimes alternating with peaks and valleys like ocean waves, and sometimes upside down like a roller coaster, making it impossible for him to maintain a good sense of balance.

Of course, it is not actually completely colorless.

Within the entire field of vision, everything with magical power was stained with a hazy color.

Yes, it's like the looming rainbow when you spray mist from a watering can on a sunny day. You can't even distinguish the colors clearly, but you can feel the ambiguous colorfulness.

"Well...it's really difficult to stay awake to a certain extent..."

Maka covered her mouth with one hand and supported the wall with the other, staggering her feet forward step by step.

Although there was no solid feeling under his feet, he was usually used to precise steps, and now he was moving forward reflexively, which was not completely impossible.

"Although the purpose of this potion is completely unknown, but..."

He muttered to himself from time to time, struggling to keep his mind running to prevent his brain from shutting down completely.

"...But when I see Willy, I'd better praise her...after all, she's not good at potions at all..."

"Ah - it's so hot!" Maka muttered inarticulately.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, a black outline outlined by the lights outside the alley.

"Hmm? Who's there?"

The black figure was talking, but the sound waves spread all the way, reflected back and forth on the walls of the alley, and were finally collected by the pinna into Maka's ears.

The voice changed its tone just like that, and its volume was astonishingly loud, as if it was about to punch a hole in his eardrum.

"ah--"

Maka opened her mouth, but her vocal cords were vibrating meaninglessly.

"Huh... are you a drunkard?" The figure at the entrance of the alley snorted coldly, "Okay, just think of it as working overtime tonight..."

"The soul is out of body!"

Before he finished speaking, a gray light appeared in Maka's sight and rushed towards him. Probably because of the illusion, the water-gray magic power that should have covered it like a net,

At this moment, it also became twisted and turned.

Although he couldn't hear what magic spell the other party was chanting at all, he could tell just by looking at the magic power that it was the Soul Imperius Curse.

Maka's first reaction was to raise her right hand, but the wand in her hand had been lost at some point... maybe on some road she had walked before?

In his twisted and deformed hand, there was no wand that was also twisted and deformed. At least he realized this fact in a flash.

At the moment when the gray light curtain was about to envelope him, Maka drooped her eyelids and waved her half-stretched right hand violently.

In an instant, a surge of magic power surged out, completely dispersing the gray magic light curtain.

"Rough way to use magic power...wasteful, really wasteful...I never thought that I would have such a day..."

The irritability and complaints in my heart swelled up at the same time, as if they were magnified by a magnifying glass, covering almost every corner of my heart in the blink of an eye.

"The flames are blazing."

Exquisitely detailed research and countless practices allowed him to cast spells without a wand like the older generation of African wizards, while still maintaining a high degree of accuracy.

But even so, he still needs to sing vocally to ensure completion.

The flame formed by igniting the magic power did not turn into a fire dragon like it did in class. But even if the shape was irregular, it was still a sea of ​​high-temperature fire that could obscure the sight.

"Ah...it's a waste of magic power again...that's why I don't like to cast spells without a wand..."

The price of maintaining accuracy is to consume more magic power to carve and maintain those incomplete rule runes.

The figure at the entrance of the alley was burned and scared away. From the beginning to the end, Maka didn't even see his appearance clearly. He was always a distorted black outline, nothing more.

But then again, even if that person stood in front of him and showed him, he would only see a messy magic light.

It doesn’t matter whether you look at it or not.

Maka didn't have time to think about these things at all. He was still trying his best to keep his mind running, and always paid attention to the countless beating magic light spots in his field of vision.

"Ah...it's so hot! Huh? What is that...?"

Suddenly, as if he noticed something, he quickened his limp and chaotic pace, moving forward crookedly, towards the target in his sight.

It was an indescribable mass of chaotic colors, with strips of light intertwined together to form a colorful human shape.

"Hmm... human? Humanoid magical creature? Or..." Maka stumbled forward and kept walking, still nagging in her heart, "It looks very beautiful... what is it?"

Is he really a human?"

However, no matter how fast he walked or how much he swayed, the human figure did not change at all. It was still so far away and still in the same position in the field of vision, but the color gradually changed into pale gold.

"Looks...a bit like...Luna?" Maka suddenly stopped, tilted her head and narrowed her eyes, "Oh...that should be the so-called 'goddess' the patient talks about, right?"

He thought so, then shook his head and looked away.

"So, the 'goddess' and so on... are just part of the illusion... right?"

When he stopped paying attention to the specious "goddess", in just a moment, the light golden color disappeared without a trace.

Maka continued to move forward, continued to search, continued to murmur... The dream-like scenery around her was retreating, sometimes faster and sometimes slower, and she couldn't even estimate the exact passage of time.

Walk out of the alley, pass through the path, cross the road, and then continue forward.

Most pedestrians later don't want to cause trouble, which is natural. A black market is a black market, and there are all kinds of people, but most of them are wise people who know how to keep a low profile and survive.

After barely holding on for a long time, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around again. After that, Maka once again stepped into a deserted alley.

Places like this are very common in the black market where various houses are dotted. They are the product of intensive construction where every inch of land is at a premium.

"Ah - it's so hot!"

Maka felt like she could only repeat this sentence, and she didn't get tired of turning it over and over again...

No, it's actually very annoying! But no matter how annoying it is, I have to keep talking. If I don't say anything or think about anything, I'm afraid that the effect of the potion will "take away" my consciousness in the next moment.

"Ah! Is it...that one?"

Just at the distance covered by this step, an unusually eye-catching light spot lit up in the distance, like a morning star before dawn, which stood out in the gloomy night sky.

Maka took a deep breath and quickened her pace again.

Hurry up, you can go faster, can you go faster? The staggered footsteps are looking for a balance in the ocean of illusion, but it is too difficult, and he still falls down after all.

"It doesn't matter. I don't feel anything at all. Just get up and keep walking."

Closer, closer, this is it!

"Here comes another one, give it to him..."

Maka was still wearing the old wizard robe used for disguise, but the wide-brimmed peaked hat had long been lost. Fortunately, the mask that fixed the transformation technique had not expired, so her identity would not be exposed from the beginning.

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But to be honest, even if others could see who he was at a glance, he would still not be able to figure it out.

The bright magic source was stuffed into the pocket of his coat by someone, while another person seemed to be planning to open his mouth and pour it in.

Then... I'll probably be given a "forget everything" as a gift, right?

It would be prudent to leave no trace at all - but this potion seems to weaken the effect of the amnesia spell, otherwise Mrs. Longman would not have any impression.

Maka brushed away the person who came to pry his mouth, and looked around with squinted eyes.

As Mrs. Longman said, this place is dark and damp... Well, it can only be said roughly, because the illusion is still there, and the world is still distorted.

"This guy still dares to push me..."

The man he brushed away was obviously angry, but as soon as he took out his wand, he was stopped by another man.

"Stop! The master has said that every person who takes the medicine in the early stage is important, don't mess around!"

"Uh... ok, ok! Forget it... let's drink it up for him quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Maka's arm, and the other person directly used a magic spell to try to imprison Maka.

But before they could react, they felt themselves tense up first, and then fell hard to the ground.

"vomit--"

As if she felt that the shaking was too intense, Maka held her knees and retched while the world was spinning.