"Maka, can you save Christine... Please, save her! If she dies like this, then what's the point of my life... Maka?"
Looking at Charles's pleading, Maka knew that this was the state of the man who had endured it all the way until now.
In order to hold on to Maka's glimmer of hope, he put aside everything in his mind, so that he could temporarily not think about the reality that his wife was dead.
But now, Maka, who represented hope, had come to him, which made the grief in his chest no longer suppressable, and it suddenly burst out.
However, Maka shook her head in embarrassment.
Can a dead person come back to life
In some cases, the answer to this question can sometimes be yes.
Because people have different definitions of death, it can be divided into several types. For example, the heart stops beating, or the brain stops functioning. This was once one of the criteria for determining death by Muggles and even wizards at a certain period.
As for Maka, his judgment of death is based on the state of the soul.
In fact, from the moment Christine's eyes met those of the basilisk, her soul was destroyed under the rules of death.
In other words, from that moment on, her death had "begun."
Once the death rule begins, there is probably no possibility of reversal except for the time rule.
But, timing rules
Thinking of this, Maka turned her head subconsciously and saw another figure walking this way - the windbreaker wizard. Didn't he come here to seek a moment of "reversal"
I remember that in order to save the entire Hogwarts, he tried again and again using the time turner, and experienced hardships that ordinary people could not imagine.
And that was a situation where he was the only "variable" at that time.
Now besides him, there is another time traveler here. In this situation where two "variables" existed at the same time, he simply could not and did not dare to challenge the majesty of the rules of time.
Because he understood that he was walking on thin ice just by himself. If he is not careful, even he himself will be lost in the long river of time, and he may not even know how he died.
As the saying goes, the more you know, the more you realize your ignorance. Even the research on secondary rule runes is only half-baked. How can he have the confidence to touch the time rules at will
However, looking at Charles' pleading expression and Kristen's lifeless face at the moment, Maka felt really uncomfortable.
As soon as he saw this couple, he would remember the time when the three of them played Trident Attack together. For an outstanding newcomer like him at that time, these two seniors really took care of him in every possible way.
From daily training to cooperation on the field, to high fives when winning. Without them, Hogwarts would not have the nickname "Point-Scoring Mania" that has been passed down to this day.
To be honest, if it weren't for this friendship, Maka wouldn't have funded them in galleons to open some magic shop after they graduated.
After a moment of silence, Maka could only close her eyes slightly and said softly:
"sorry."
He couldn't look into Charles's eyes because he knew that the possibility of keeping Christine alive was actually not zero. But unfortunately, with his current ability, the chance of seizing that possibility is even smaller.
And if you fail to catch it, no one can know the consequences.
"sorry… "
Maka apologized once again, even if it was of no value to Kristen's death.
"I can not do it."
It's not "I can't save her", but "I can't do it" - Maca stood in front of Charles, bearing the cruelty of reality and gave the answer he chose.
After all, at this point in time, there are still many things he needs to do.
"…Maka."
Charles looked at him blankly for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. But in the end, he nodded feebly, seemingly accepting the fact that people cannot be resurrected after death.
yes! Even a great wizard like Dumbledore is now sealed in an ice coffin for people to pay homage to. Why does he think that Maca can revive his wife who died in front of the basilisk
Charles didn't understand the idea that death was just another great adventure. At this moment, he only knows that people are extremely insignificant in the face of death. No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot shorten the distance between life and death.
The grieving Charles paused on the spot, but had to let go of his grief over his wife's death again, and let the two children float in front of Maka.
"This girl is my cousin, and the other one should be her classmate or friend..."
After hearing this, Maka opened her eyes and took a look.
"Are they Muggles?" As he spoke, he started to check the physical condition of the two children. "It looks like they were poisoned, but there were no wounds on their bodies... Where did you find them?"
While asking, he took out the medicine from his waist and took out several bottles in succession.
"That should be the sewer," Charles forced himself to calm down first, but his voice was still trembling, "There is a basilisk, Christine is... because of it..."
"Well, I understand."
Maka could somewhat understand Charles's mental state at this time, so he quickly interrupted him and did not let him continue to talk so forcefully.
"The sewer...is it gas?"
There are many subtle differences between the bodies of Muggles and wizards, but overall the differences are not big. With a little modification, magic potions can be used to treat Muggles.
Of course, this will certainly place high demands on healers.
After tossing several potion bottles around for a while, Maka poured two doses of potion into the mouths of the two children. Not long after, Candice and Kevin's expressions improved slightly.
"Please help me send these two children to the school hospital! They still need follow-up treatment... Oh, by the way! They are both Muggles. Remember to remind Madam Pomfrey when the time comes."
After turning around and speaking to the Wizard of Blois Castle who was standing aside, he handed the child over directly to him regardless of whether he understood it or not. Anyway, the person outside who knew English was listening, so there was no need for him. Go worry about it.
After such an explanation, Maca turned to Charles again.
"The only thing that can accommodate the activities of the basilisk is London's sewer system, right?" He said, "You should also take Christine to the castle first! I will go to London to have a look..."
Even if he couldn't bring Christine back to Charles, he could at least help the two of them avenge themselves. What's more, as for the origin of the basilisk... he somewhat knew it.
"I am coming too."
Suddenly, that familiar hoarse voice sounded from behind, causing Maka to pause slightly.
"May I?"
"Well," Maka said without looking back, "come if you want!"
The next moment, Charles watched the two of them walk out of the school gate one after another, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.
…
Not long after, along the Thames.
The Thames River was sparkling before noon, and even though London was still hazy at this time, it didn't rain at all. Cars were coming and going on the roads on both sides of the river, and there were many Muggles on the walking path, walking at different paces.
London, once a heavily polluted and foggy city, has now become a livable city.
Originally, it was a good idea to take a walk here under the nice weather, but the things that had just happened made Maka have no intention of enjoying the scenery along the river.
With a heavy heart, Maka and the windbreaker wizard walked along the river for a while.
Speaking of which, the entrance to the London sewers is actually not difficult to find. Soon, the two of them stepped into the dark and deep underground world together.
To be honest, as long as you know that the basilisk is hidden here, it will be a matter of time before you find it.
Once inside, Maka immediately released his Acromantula and asked these little guys to find the location of the basilisk for him.
After waiting for a while to see a large number of spiders crowding each other and crawling away in the waterway, he and the windbreaker wizard followed suit and slowly walked deeper.
If he could detect the traces of the basilisk's remaining magic in advance, he might be able to find the big guy who was killing lives all over the world faster.
only…
I remember that last time in France, Herbo was with the basilisk, and this time there is no guarantee that the two are not in the same place. If Haierbo is really here now, how to deal with him will be a problem that has to be faced.
There is no doubt that Haierbo is becoming more and more difficult to deal with nowadays, and it has been some time since the last time the two met, and Maka doesn't know what the other person's current state is.
Of course, if it was just a head-on fight, he and the windbreaker wizard wouldn't have to worry about being at a disadvantage when they were together. But right now, London is right above their heads, and the presence of Muggles has become a shackle that is difficult to ignore. Once a war breaks out, it will undoubtedly be their side that is tied up.
Maka was thinking to herself while walking forward step by step with the windbreaker wizard. As the two of them gradually moved away from the entrance, the surroundings became darker and darker. When they passed a corner, even the walls of the waterway nearby were submerged in shadows.
In this seemingly endless darkness, the two of them did not rely on any light for illumination. Only two sets of overlapping footsteps echoed in the sewer, which was particularly clear because of the incomparable silence.
I don’t know how long it took, but when the two of them were walking in a rather wide passage, Maka suddenly stopped and tilted her head.
"Wait," he said, "two little guys are back, I think... they may have discovered something."