The room was very quiet, except for a few slight breathing sounds - no one spoke, and no one made any noise. It was as if the lively scene when Maka was greeted at the door had never happened at all.
Because the current situation cannot be calculated well, and because Luna is still lying on the bed in front of her, sleeping dreamlessly.
The rising sun let the bright sunlight shine through the window and fall diagonally on the corner of the bed, making the patterns on the quilt seem a little brighter.
I don't know how long it took, but Hermione, who had been standing nearby, seemed to be unable to hold it in any longer, and couldn't help but speak first to break the tranquility in the room.
"Maka, how are you?"
She thought that as long as Maka took action, Luna would be fine. Previously, in Calais, I could only rely on the Dreamless Sleeping Potion until now. It was just because Maka had important things to do, so I could only put it off for a while.
That's right, as long as Maka can personally treat Luna, the "magic imbalance" won't be a problem at all!
Of course, Hermione's confidence in Maka is indeed justified, and Maka does have a solution already. However, behind the incident of "Luna's sudden onset of illness", there were more doubts lingering in Maka's thoughts, which made him rarely look forward and backward.
"To be honest, I don't know... I need more time to think about it."
Hearing Maka's answer, Ron who was not far away seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Hermione and Willy raising their hands at the same time.
Hermione looked at the silver-haired "old classmate", then waved to Ron and others, and then retreated from the door with a few friends.
Willy pursed her lips and watched them leave, then glanced at the back of Maka who was sitting by the bed, and then silently greeted Helen and others on her side to leave the room.
"Thanks."
Maka didn't look back, just thanked her gently. Because now he really needs to spend some time alone to put together many of the things in front of him - including Luna's problems - and sort them out one by one.
For example, is the root of Luna's magic power imbalance as simple as the fog created by Haierbo
Perhaps because of repeatedly traveling through the long river of time, Maka gradually developed the habit of considering the rules of time as one of the premises when considering many issues.
Even though he is far from understanding the rules of time, Maka will always feel very uneasy if he ignores it and doesn't think about it.
Therefore, even if it is not clear whether this habit is good or bad, he can only do this for now.
"No, that's not right... We can't just consider Luna's problem!" Suddenly, Maka, who was silently looking at Luna's sleeping face, frowned, "During the previous flashbacks, an accident also happened. And there’s Delphi! Isn’t it?”
Yes, if you want to say that in this battle with the zombies, there was also Delphi besides Luna who suffered repeated hardships and losses. Moreover, the endings of the two people may be very similar, that is, losing magical activity and becoming a Muggle.
As for the others... maybe Hermione can be counted as one of them. If she hadn't been saved by the relics left by Dumbledore, Maka would have also tried to use the power of the time turner to save her.
"But what exactly is the problem?"
After Maka brought Delphi in to think together, she soon saw him shaking his head.
"No, if we start thinking about Delphi, we will think of forging memories for her no matter what."
And that incident obviously had nothing to do with Luna.
"Um-"
Maka sighed slightly, and finally put aside the question that made him hesitate. Unfortunately, the next thing that required him to think deeply was not any simpler and clearer than Luna's question.
He leaned back in his chair and touched the pocket on his waist - the stone box stored inside had been blocking his mind since last night, making him feel deeply irritated.
"This thing cannot be opened casually for the time being. The danger has been clearly engraved on it."
Today's Maka is no longer the magic school student who only had a partial understanding of the magic world.
The misfortunes he suffered one after another made him much calmer and more steadfast than his past self... Of course, it might also be said that he was much more "cautious", whichever way you put it.
In short, when someone puts the possibility of "danger" in front of him, even if there is a huge benefit at hand, he must first consider whether he has the ability to take it.
"After all, 'greed'... is also a major sin!"
Although it is indeed very possible that the stone box contains the help that Rowena left for the candidates, if you only look at the problem with such greedy thoughts, you will probably be in bad luck in the end.
What's more, Maka still hasn't figured out what Rowena's specific plans are!
"However, this seems to be the only clue that may lead to the elimination of Haierbo, right?"
Doubts and contradictions were layered and intertwined, making Maka rack her brains and couldn't figure out a train of thought that could run through the many possibilities. In the end, Maka had no choice but to put this mess aside just like before.
I saw him raising his hand and patting the pocket on his waist, muttering to himself:
"At least... this stone box cannot be moved until it is completely cornered."
The interruption of Rowena's series of trials left him lacking a lot of key information, which even made him regret his initial suspicion.
If he had followed the path laid out by Rowena step by step while remaining alert, maybe many things would be different now.
"Hey."
Thinking of this, Maka couldn't help but smile bitterly - it's impossible, he is who he is, and even if he did it all over again, he wouldn't be able to make a different choice from the past.
Putting aside this pointless regret, Maka rubbed her forehead and then thought about more trivial matters. Just like Sirius and Harry who are staying in the warehouse at the port of Calais at the moment, and the possible movements of Haierbo after this.
It wasn't until the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door behind him that his thoughts, which were immersed in various assumptions, were brought back to reality.
"Tuk-tuk."
There were two knocks on the door, and the old housekeeper's voice came through the door.
"Mr. McLean, lunch is ready. The head of the house invites you to go down and have dinner with everyone."
"I know, come right now."
As Maka spoke, he turned his head and looked out the window, only to realize that the sun had already moved above his head where he could not see it.
The midday sun was so bright that it pierced his eyes, causing him to quickly look away.