Among the people present, the only one who witnessed the entire incident was Hermione, who had been standing at the entrance to the opposite passage.
When she saw Maka save Harry, she was really relieved.
The situation at that time was too dangerous. If he was hit in the middle by the dragon tail of the Chimera beast, Harry would definitely not survive.
But just when she had just let go of her heart that was hanging in mid-air, that shocking accident happened!
Accident? Yes...that must be it!
She only saw Harry suddenly getting up from the ground, his terrifying bloodshot eyes filled with a violent and murderous aura. She didn't know what was wrong with Harry, but she understood that that was not the look a normal human being should have at all.
Harry raised the sword—the Gryffindor sword that she had handed to Harry personally, and then swung it at Maka's back without hesitation!
Hermione had touched that sword many times, and she knew very well that it was a sword that could be wielded silently, and that it was also an invincible sword.
"No-"
Hermione wanted to pull out her wand and stop Harry from losing his mind. But it wasn't until that moment that she understood why Maka always emphasized that the wand must be placed where it is easiest to pull it out; and why Maka always practiced pulling out the wand quickly over and over again...
She was too late, all she could do was run as hard as she could and scream loudly. She didn't even know whether she was trying to remind Maka or to vent her fear.
Immediately afterwards, the crazy girl Luna, whom she often envied, even a little jealously, opened her hands without saying a word, and blocked Maka's back at that critical moment.
Hermione didn't know. She didn't know if she would have done it so simply.
"...Yes, it will definitely happen...definitely..."
At some point, her face was covered with tears. She stood in front of Maka, staring at Maka's face in a daze.
How long has it been since Maka's face showed such obvious emotions
It was an indescribable sadness, and a revealed weakness...
Neither the original Maka nor the later Maka who became a little indifferent showed such obvious weakness. He was like a truly strong man who would never be afraid or negative. Even at the end of the first semester, when he faced Voldemort for the first time and failed, he only showed a moment of regret and anger.
But Maka, who was so powerful that all the little wizards were in awe, showed such a weak expression at this moment.
What is he afraid of? Is he afraid of losing the girl in his arms? Then...if it were me, would he also have such an expression
No, what am I thinking...
"Maka..."
As if she was frightened, Maka suddenly raised her head and looked at Hermione blankly.
"...She's going to be okay, right?" His voice sounded unusually hoarse.
"Yes, she will be fine... Didn't you give her the potion?" Hermione said quickly, "She will be fine... She will definitely..."
"Potion? Yeah, um-"
After Hermione reminded him, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and hurriedly checked Luna - it was a huge scar that started from the left side of the waist and went to the other side of the ribs. Fortunately, Maka's potion was used in time, and by now, most of the wound has healed.
He reached out and touched the side of Luna's neck. There was no problem. The pulse was very strong, so there should be nothing wrong.
When he turned back and planned to pick up the wand and use magic to test it again, he was stunned.
"This is… "
Just after reciting the incantation silently, he clearly "saw" that the magic power in his body had awakened and flowed down his arm to the wand. Immediately afterwards, a series of broken rule runes flashed at the tip of the staff.
When this simple detection spell was completed, a diffuse ripple formed by magic rippled out and enveloped Luna.
"...Magic?" he muttered to himself, "Why...wait!"
Maka suddenly closed her eyes, and soon opened them again quietly.
"To get back emotions and emotions in this way... I would rather not." He smiled bitterly at himself, but his tone was more angry.
"Maka...are you okay?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay," he smiled at Hermione, "I'm okay, Luna is okay... Where's Harry? Is he... okay?"
When Harry was mentioned, an unspeakable complex expression flashed across his face.
Could he blame Harry? As long as the brain is still in his head, he can't blame Harry... If he wants to blame it, he should blame himself for being too stupid. Since he saw Harry's appearance, he shouldn't let him stay behind him.
"Harry?" Hermione looked back as if she had just remembered, "Well... it should be fine..."
Maka looked up and looked ahead, only to find Harry lying in the open space not far away, and the Sword of Gryffindor had already been released.
It looked like he had a serious fall this time, but Maka subconsciously used a stun spell at that time, so he probably wouldn't be killed.
At this moment, a weak voice suddenly sounded from Maka's arms.
"...Maka?"
At this time, Luna was like a newborn kitten, squinting her eyes in a daze and looking weakly at Maka.
"Are you okay?" she said softly.
"I'm fine, of course I'm fine..." Maka quickly lowered her head and looked at her and said, "I should ask you this... How do you feel now... Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Luna shrank uncomfortably, as if she was still a little uncomfortable with lying in someone else's arms. She thought for a moment, shook her head slightly, and smiled softly at Maka.
"Mom said, don't get too close to boys..."
Probably because Maka's coma spell was too strong, Harry still didn't wake up until Maka was about to leave.
"Let's go!" Maka carefully carried Luna on her back, and then controlled Harry to float beside her, preparing to go to Krum with Hermione.
However, at this moment, Hermione suddenly thought for a moment and said, "We seem to have forgotten something?"
"What?" Maka looked around, then suddenly said, "Oh! Ron!"
Harry came here just to defeat the Chimera and rescue Ron. But after such an accident, they almost forgot about saving Ron.
…
When Maka discovered that the entrance to the maze was blocked and forced to break through the extremely thick wall, he immediately discovered the dark mark that was still smiling ferociously in the sky in the direction of the school gate.
Of course, this was all Maka knew, and even if he didn't want to find out, it was already too late.
After Maka glanced over there, she immediately called everyone to go to Hogwarts Castle.
If he had followed the original plan, he should have appeared at the scene of the incident at the school gate and tried his best to put on a good show. But now Maka began to hesitate.
"If you have some skills, you don't know who you are..." He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Let's not say that Voldemort's strength has not been fully understood yet. Even if the plan is successfully implemented, so what?"
"The biggest enemy is not Voldemort at all, but the unpredictable future!"
Call him cautious or cowardly, in short, he just wants to find a place to hide and live out his life peacefully.
He did not get closer to Dumbledore and Voldemort, but returned to Hogwarts Castle silently, and stayed by Luna's side so quietly.
"what's on your mind?"
Luna, who was lying on the hospital bed in the school hospital, stretched out her hand, gently touched the back of Maka's hand, and asked softly.
"Huh?" Maka drew her attention away from the chaotic thoughts, "No, it's not a big deal."
He smiled at Luna. Although his expression was no longer so stiff, there was still a hint of bitterness in it.
"… Yeah?"
Luna's hazy eyes looked directly at Maka, as if she had seen through his heart.
But this time, she didn't say anything more. After a while, she seemed a little tired and soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Of course Maka couldn't sleep, so he just sat beside the hospital bed, lost in thought again.
Outside the window, the dusk glow swirled among the faint clouds and mist, dyeing the Dark Mark in the air with a dazzling golden edge.
The wind in the distance is still howling, sometimes talking and sometimes shouting, but no one can understand its language.
Occasionally, a few red or green lights flashed in the distant sky, reminding the teachers and students in the castle that there was still a battle at the school gate that had not subsided.
Until the sun set and the moon rose, Dumbledore returned to the castle with a tired look on his face.
He didn't explain much to the others, but came to the school hospital immediately. When he saw Maka, who was silent, and Luna, who was sleeping in the hospital bed, he seemed to understand something.
"Remember to have dinner."
Dumbledore stretched out his wand and nodded at the table next to him. Several dinner plates immediately appeared on the table, filled with a variety of exquisite snacks.
"Thank you, Professor." Maka nodded to him.
Dumbledore said nothing more, he just nodded and left.
Time passed bit by bit, and the sky was completely dark. Only the moonlight outside the window appeared and disappeared, and through the large window of the ward, it sprinkled silvery white all over the ground.
Just as Maka was looking at Luna, who was slightly lost in thought, a shadow lengthened by the slanting moonlight suddenly appeared on the ground.
His first reaction was to reach out to protect Luna, who was still sleeping. Then he tightened his grip on the wand and turned back, looking at the window warily.