"...I must say that at this point, I don't know what the right choice is. But what I want to tell you is that I will respect every choice you make as much as possible."
"Including myself, I think everyone should act and live the way they want. Whether it is pain or happiness, we will be the ones who experience it from beginning to end, because that is what it is. Our own future.”
"So at least I think we should respect other people's choices, and we should be more responsible for our own choices."
In the ward, Maka stood beside Luna's bed and said these words to the friends gathered in the room.
To be honest, this was indeed what he said from the bottom of his heart. It was a truth that everyone around him, including Luna, Hermione, Willy, etc., gradually understood.
Even if he doesn't fully understand this truth himself, it might even be wrong at all. But as he said, this is actually a choice he made when faced with options.
And he will take responsibility for his own choices.
Having said this, Maka paused, then turned around and said:
"Therefore, from today on, I will no longer interfere with your choices... Including Harry, I think you must want to do something yourself; and Hermione, I will not deny everything you have learned through suffering. I just I hope that everyone will think carefully as much as possible and not let things happen that we don’t want to see happen.”
"I know," Harry nodded immediately when he heard Maka name him, "I will think about it again."
On the other side, Hermione glanced at Luna on the hospital bed, then nodded slightly and said:
"Yes, me too."
Immediately afterwards, the friends expressed their understanding one by one, and even Harry and Ginny fell into deep thought on the spot.
Seeing this, Maka suddenly waved her hand and said:
"Then, it's time for me to do what I should do most right now... No matter what everyone does next, please remember, be careful!"
Regarding the situation outside, everything Hermione and Pansy witnessed before can be used as a reference.
Maka believed that even if there were people like Harry who still wanted to go out, they would seriously seek out the two of them to find out how dangerous London was at the moment.
No one here is hopelessly stupid. After understanding the situation clearly, everyone will definitely make a decision after weighing it carefully.
Maka didn't speak any more, only to see him squeeze Luna's pale little hand tightly, and said softly in his heart:
"I'll leave for a moment...just wait here quietly. I'll be back soon."
…
The time turner that had always been beside her disappeared, which was undoubtedly a very worrying thing for Maka, who always had a good memory.
Although he rarely had the opportunity to sort out his things, the leather pockets around his waist that were heavily layered with traceless stretching spells had already been piled with many items. But no matter how many things there are, they are all thrown in there anyway, so where will they go
However, he couldn't find what the problem was.
Of course, now is obviously not the time to think about these so-called doubts, because there are many, many things he needs to consider.
Not long after, Maka said goodbye to all the friends in the ward and hurriedly left St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Although Helpo was forced to retreat by him, he was still very careful to leave a lot of things behind before leaving there. Safeguard.
You know, before the current St. Mungo's was a magic hospital, it was one of the only wizard refuges in urban London. There are not only people like Hermione and Harry there, but also more asylum seekers seeking temporary asylum, right
"Crack."
A moment later, with a soft knock on the door of Blake's old house, the door was slowly opened from the outside.
Immediately after, Maka's figure walked in from the door.
The appearance of the front hall has not changed since his initial cleaning and renovation. It is still so neat and bright.
After entering, Maka did not stop moving forward at first. But after hearing a burst of hurried footsteps, he paused here.
"Oh... Dear Mr. Maclean, welcome back... Old Kreacher is here to say hello to you."
Today, Kreacher looks even older, and walking seems to be more difficult than before. But after seeing Maka, he still bent over as deeply as before, lowering his head so much that the tip of his nose touched the carpet.
"Okay, I just have something to do this time. I came here to get something. Just do whatever you want. Don't pay attention to me. I'll leave in a moment."
"Oh, old Kreacher knows. Old Kreacher will go back to the kitchen to wipe away the dirt-"
"Oh, Mr. Maclean won't stay, what a pity it is! Without him, the mistress's family will only be poor old Kreacher, and a few uneducated fools... And they He actually has the nerve to stay at home all day long..."
The latter words were obviously Kreacher complaining to himself again.
In fact, since the number of people living in the old house has increased and the home has become more and more lively, Kreacher's problem has gradually improved. It's a pity that the number of people here has continued to decrease since then, so that his habit of muttering seems to have become serious again.
Maka shook her head. She had no time to pay attention to the lonely Kreacher at the moment. Seeing that he did not go to the reception room to disturb Mundungus who was struggling with intelligence inside, she turned around and walked towards the stairs.
The time turner is definitely an extremely important magic item. When Maka went to the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, five of them were taken away at once.
Of these five time turners, except for one that he always kept with him, he hid the rest in some relatively safe places.
As for the study room located upstairs in Blake's old house, he had lived here for a long time, so he kept one of them here.
After entering the room, Maka just glanced at it casually - the mountains of books and documents originally piled here had been taken away, so the study naturally seemed a bit empty, and there was really nothing to see.
However, without so many unsightly things, some of the furniture and decorations that were originally here suddenly became much more eye-catching. You can clearly see the furnishings in the room at a glance.
He just paused at the door, and then walked straight to the old-fashioned grandfather clock placed in the corner of the study.
Of course, things about time are hidden in the place that represents time.
This grandfather clock seems to have been weathered, but the maintenance of magic keeps it at the most accurate point. Every time the pendulum swings, people can feel the preciousness and weight of time.
The time turner is hidden here. Even if a wizard who can sense magic and understand the rules comes to try it, he may not be able to detect anything strange.
However, when Maka opened the crystal cover of the dial above and reached out to touch it, his expression changed.
Could it be that the time converter placed here is gone
No, it's still there, but...
Maka did not pick it up with his hand, but raised his hand slightly, and then he saw a slender and exquisite gold chain, several gold rings with thin shafts, and a small broken into pieces. Small hourglasses floated out one after another.
Of course, along with these "parts" came out a pile of fine black sand.
Originally, the hourglass of the time converter was filled with golden sand, which had natural time regularity properties. The converter was also made based on this precious natural regular substance.
But now, they have completely failed.
"Kreacher—"
Maka stared at the badly damaged time turner and suddenly shouted.
Time turners have had accidents again and again, from the loss of one to the damage of this one... To say that this is an accident is absolutely unjustifiable.
Who is it? Who is having trouble with him? Is this... could it be another "good thing" done by Haierbo
To be honest, no matter which angle you think about it, Maka cannot deny this possibility. Because he knew very well that Haierbo, as an ancient wizard, had a much deeper "respect" and "fear" for the rules than he did.
After that desperate experience, Maka no longer dared to touch such subtle things as the time turner. If this time it wasn't about Luna's life, I'm afraid he would never think about the harshness and ruthlessness of challenging the rules of time again in his life.
So, not to mention Haierbo who has a deep understanding of the rules and runes.
Thinking of this, not only did he not want Maka to use the time turner, but he was also determined not to try to use it, Haierbo's only choice was to destroy these things.
Well, maybe leave one for yourself
Maka didn't know, he only knew that things were getting worse and worse as he went down step by step - what would he do if there were no time turners left? What should Luna do when she is lying on the hospital bed and is getting colder
No, he really didn't dare to think about it.
"Kreacher!"
Maka turned around suddenly and walked quickly out of the study door.
"Oh, dear Mr. MacLean, may I ask—"
"Tell me all the guests who have been here - that is, the people you don't know! Now, tell me immediately!"
"Maka?"
Just as Maka was urging Kreacher, Mundungus suddenly appeared from the stairs and looked over furtively.
"Ah, is it really you? I just heard you shouting for Kreacher... What happened?"