No one knows who did it.
It stands to reason that Kreacher definitely knows the people who come in and out of Black's old house the best. After Sirius turned this place into a stronghold for the Order of the Phoenix, although Kreacher might not come out to meet people often, he would definitely remember who came.
Because he has always been an absolutely conscientious house elf.
So after Maka asked Kreacher but didn't get the answer he wanted, he knew that he might have to figure this out on his own.
"Dunge, you have to work harder here today. If the intelligence information is not accurate, send it directly to Diagon Alley. Kingsley is deployed in London, so don't put too much pressure on..."
To be honest, Maka was obviously as uneasy as anyone else at the moment. But when he saw Mundungus' hesitant expression, he suppressed his anxiety first and said a few words of comfort.
He knows that many people are being tested during this current crisis. And to finally get through this difficulty, it is always impossible for him to rely on himself.
After all, this incident is not like the disaster caused by the Devouring Mirror. There are too many people who have witnessed all this and been involved in it.
"Okay, I have to leave now... Lupine should be back in a while, and then you don't need to be so nervous."
Maka didn't stay long at the old Blake mansion.
The time turner stored here was destroyed, and he didn't have time to further investigate who destroyed it, so naturally he wouldn't stay and waste time.
At least before that, he had to check out the remaining time turners.
The next place Maka is going to is the Ministry of Magic.
Although he had taken away five originally, there were still many left in the Time Hall of the Department of Mysteries. Since he was very close to the Ministry of Magic at this moment, it was certainly impossible for him to choose to go further away than what was close to him.
…
A moment later, the atrium of the Ministry of Magic.
Since Scrimgeour gave a speech here before, there are still some people who have not left. They did not return to their posts, but they did not abandon everything and escape from London.
People are always conflicted, especially when they can't make up their minds. No one knows which side, Maka or Halpo, will win, and whether the Ministry of Magic will be able to survive in the end.
In addition, it is not safe at all outside now, which has led to these timid Ministry of Magic employees staying here, neither advancing nor retreating.
And when these wizards with somewhat stiff expressions saw Maka actually appear from the foyer, everyone present stood up one after another from every place where people could sit.
"Mr. MacLean..."
"Oh, Mr. McClain, how's the situation outside?"
"Mr. MacLean, the British wizarding community depends on you now, and we will definitely support you!"
Seeing these people hurriedly approaching him and chattering, Maka could only shake his head secretly in his heart - he actually knew that when a disaster occurs, the majority of people are helpless.
Although there are still some people in this group who are chanting to support him, it is just talk, because those who are truly willing to show their support with actions are unlikely to stay here and hesitate.
"Okay, I understand... Excuse me, everyone, I'm going to the Department of Mysteries."
Maka didn't even need to tell these people not to follow him down, because he knew very well that none of these people who were full of hesitation would leave here unless the whole situation changed significantly.
However, before entering the elevator, Maka was stopped by an urgent voice.
"Mr. MacLean!"
"Minister Scrimgeour," Maca turned back slightly, "Sorry, I have to go to the Department of Mysteries to 'borrow' something, and I'm in a hurry now."
"Uh, oh! Actually, I don't want to waste your precious time. I know you must be very busy." Scrimgeour trotted over to Maka and said with a frown, "But I really want to ask a question - Of course, if you need anything, just go and get it, that’s totally fine, I can make a request for item transfer for you afterwards.”
"Well, okay! Thank you..." Maka nodded, "So, what do you want to ask?"
"Let me ask you a question," Scrimgeour said immediately after hearing this, "Based on your personal estimation, how likely is it that London can survive this crisis safely... How much is left?"
"'Get through it safely'...?" Maka thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "If you want to ask if it is possible to return to the order of the past... I can only say that it is not impossible, but I can’t give you any guarantees now.”
But on the other side, after hearing Maka's completely uncertain answer, Scrimgeour still breathed a sigh of relief as if he had regained some hope.
"That's enough, that's enough!"
In fact, Scrimgeour had completely given up the idea of restoring normal order. Because the current situation in London is no longer a disaster for the magic world.
According to Scrimgeour's contact with the Queen of England, it was learned that the heavy fog in London and the series of battles in the fog had spread among the Muggle community outside London.
Even though the royal family and the Prime Minister were trying to control the news as much as possible, and wizards and magic were not highly credible in the eyes of Muggles, this incident eventually began to ferment in secret uncontrollably.
In such a chaotic situation, Scrimgeour could no longer imagine the possibility of restoring its original order.
However, now, he can still get the answer "It's possible" from Maka. This is undoubtedly a hope born of despair for him.
So, what more could he ask for
"Mr. MacLean, I'll go down with you right now—no one will stop you from getting anything while I'm here!"
After all, the Time Turner is a research collection of the Ministry of Magic. It would be best if it could be acquired and used openly.
Maca did not refuse Scrimgeour's companionship. He quickly got into the elevator with the Minister of Magic, who had already lost his mind, and went down to the lowest floor that the elevator could reach.
The pure black rotunda, the closed circle of black doors, and the various magic fluctuations that can be vaguely perceived through the doors - this place is no different from the last time Maka came.
The difference is that this time Maka doesn't have to figure out which room to enter one by one.
"Mr. McClain, where are you going? I can show you the way."
"Well, the Time Hall."
As soon as Maka said these words, Scrimgeour was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but whisper:
"Could it be that... the thing you want to use is a time turner?"
The Department of Mysteries is a department that studies various mysterious items, unknown phenomena and powerful magical powers, and the Time Hall is a research room purely used to study the relationship between time and magic. .
In addition to various magic clocks, the only thing that can be used is the time converter.
"Mr. MacLean, then-" Scrimgeour seemed very hesitant, and after a pause, he immediately said, "I know that my research on magic cannot be compared with yours, but I As Minister of Magic, I still have to tell you something."
"... Judging from what is recorded in the research files, although the situations encountered by wizards who have used the time turner are different, many of them have never come back. No one knows that after using it , what will happen... Therefore, the conditions for applying to call it are set very stringently."
"And the most important thing is that the people who tried to use the time turner to change the past never appeared again!"
In today's crisis, Maka's existence is very important to Scrimgeour. He doesn't want to look back and never find Maka again.
So Scrimgeour had to say these words, and he said them very sincerely.
"Yes, I know that it is actually very dangerous," Maka nodded, "So I also suggest that you don't let other people call it in the future, and cancel the regular application process... But this Once, I thought I had to use it again.”
Speaking of which, Maka added slightly:
"But one thing I can tell you - I've actually used a converter once in the past, and I actually changed some things... Oh, don't let anyone put this in the research file, because it doesn't What’s the point?”
Due to Scrimgeour's hesitation, Maka finally found the door of the Time Hall on her own through her induction ability. After he finished speaking, he saw that he no longer delayed and walked straight towards a certain black wooden door.
"Already used it? Then...hey!"
Scrimgeour was stunned on the spot, then hurriedly chased after him. But before he could catch up with Maka, he saw that the other party had opened the door to the Time Hall, and then inexplicably stopped at the door.
"Mr. McClain, what's wrong?"
There was no need for Maka to answer, because he just followed Maka and took a look inside, and then he understood the reason why Maka stopped at the door.
"This...how could this happen!"
The two saw that in the corner of the time hall where a large number of clocks were stacked, a delicate cabinet had been seriously damaged. And that's not just ordinary destruction.
I saw that the glass door of the cabinet was constantly changing from complete to broken and then restored to complete again. The carved wooden board of the cabinet was also falling to the ground and put back automatically again and again, as if time in that corner had completely broken away. This world has become an independent cycle.
This scene gave Maka a feeling of familiarity.