Back in the United States, Greenwald had intended to use the hands of the Obscurial to stir up disputes between wizards and Muggles. Although this was not his real purpose, it was still one of the desired results.
Unfortunately, Newt Scamander, who happened to be traveling there at the time, happened to step into his plan. After a series of chaotic farce, Scamander finally crushed Greenwald's conspiracy and erased the memory of all Muggles in New York City.
At that time, Scamander was using the "Wingwing Demon Toxin Diluent" that could naturally clear bad memories.
As for how he managed to erase the Muggle memories of the entire city... In fact, not long ago, Ewan Ravenclaw's subordinate, He-Man, who could transform into a thunderbird, had already demonstrated it to Maka. Go through it again.
"...Are you ready to start?"
On the rooftop of the tall building, Maka looked at the low clouds sweeping over the sea and frowned.
The letter he sent before coming was addressed to Old Youn, but it seemed that Old Youn did not come with him this time.
And the wizard named "He-Man" seems to have disliked him since last time.
"Forget it, as long as the Muggles forget about tonight's mess, the rest won't matter anymore."
Originally, Maka wanted to get all the people from the International Federation of Wizards back before erasing their memories, but actually thinking about it, it wouldn't be bad if they all had these bad memories wiped away together.
Anyway, he didn't want to take credit for this matter - to be honest, his Maka McClain's personal achievements were already eye-catching enough, so there was no need to worry about everything.
Not long after, when those low and thick clouds quickly enveloped the entire city of Haifa, streaks of lightning accompanied by rumbles and roars echoed throughout the city.
Maka looked up into the thunderclouds and found some traces following the flow of the dark clouds.
Since the thunderbird transformed by He-Man did not appear, it must have been hovering in the clouds. And the sudden arrival of all this means that a particularly heroic heavy rain is about to come, and the potion ingredients mixed in it will drive away all the memories that should not be left behind.
After thinking about this, Maka shook her head unconsciously.
All right! The effects of any potion vary from person to person. Leaving aside wizards, even Muggles have various physical differences. Maybe some unlucky ones will have more memory shares erased. In that case...
"In the future, there may be many people in this city who will live happier lives, right?" Maka chuckled and secretly complained, "Well, at least there will be more 'happy wretches'."
The next moment he was pondering in his mind, the first drop of rain finally fell from the clouds, turning on the switch for tonight's downpour accompanied by thunder and lightning.
Maka raised her hand and pointed toward the sky, and the turbulent air flow rushed upward and suddenly blew away in all directions, pushing aside the dense rain curtain that seemed to be one.
Viewed from a distance, the rain was blocked above his head, instead showing the outline of the airflow, making it look like he was really holding a transparent and strong umbrella.
Unknowingly, the Muggles in the city who were exposed to the rain all looked confused.
"Let everyone come back!"
Maka said something to the little spider standing on her shoulder, and let it break into the rain to call for other companions. Obviously, these rainwater mixed with pharmaceuticals will not affect magical creatures... As for other ordinary animals, that's not sure.
Blah blah blah—
Tonight's short rain may seem extraordinarily long in the eyes of some people.
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That night, Haierbo did not come out to interfere again.
Maka originally thought that he would take advantage of this last opportunity to do something, but until the clouds cleared and the rain stopped the next morning, he did not appear again.
Ajinbad, who left the square before Maka, went to the Muggle leader after the heavy rain came down to complete the final work for this matter.
Regardless of whether he acted with emotion and reason, or took out his wand and rolled up his sleeves and went to work, in short, all the disputes were temporarily settled, which was a good thing after all.
The war between Muggles and wizards is a turmoil that neither side can bear.
After learning that these things were a period of opportunity for correction, Maka yawned and returned to Hogwarts, got into bed and fell asleep.
Maybe the "Merlin" who was always talked about by everyone finally saw Maka's hard work and exhaustion. Nothing major happened in the following weeks. The global magic community, including Israel, which had previously been in trouble It's all peaceful and quiet.
During this period of time, I'm afraid Ron was feeling a little uncomfortable... Well, whether it was psychological or physical, he seemed to have a little discomfort.
In the past few weeks, he had not figured out how to deal with himself and that "boy who looked like a girl."
At the same time, after Troyer realized that Ron was finally no longer around him, he subconsciously felt a sense of emptiness from the bottom of his heart.
It's just that he gave up at the beginning and understood that it was impossible for him to be with Ron, so he was much less entangled than the latter.
However, his women's school uniform has not faded away.
Occasionally, two people who seem to have some fate will meet unexpectedly on campus. But whether it was under the clear blue sky like the sea, or in the plain whiteness like frost and snow, they just passed by each other without looking at each other.
He lowered his head, thinking about the pain and suffering of being destined to be together for a lifetime; he also lowered his head, and what passed through his mind was how to cut off this evil love.
So it dragged on, the clear sky became less and less, but the snowflakes became bigger and bigger.
Suddenly I raised my head and realized that December... seemed to have already become today.
"Maka seems to be busy again lately?"
Hermione whispered something to Ginny in the library one afternoon.
"Yes!" Ginny raised her head from the book and thought for a moment, "It didn't take long for him to feel relaxed. Why did he start again... Has anything big happened in recent days?"
"I read the Daily Prophet every day, but apart from some inexplicable little things, there is no news at all."
Hermione said, shaking her head in confusion, and then flipped another page of the book open in front of her.
"Forget it! He is always busy, isn't he?" Ginny said with a smile, "For a person like him who talks about trouble but always likes to take everything into his own hands, it would be strange if he is not busy! "
This sentence seemed to reach Hermione's heart, but she immediately nodded her head and expressed her agreement again and again. But after that, she pursed her lips and touched the slightly rough edges of the pages out of habit.
"I remember reading in a book that 'the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility'. Now that I think about it, this seems to be describing Maka..."
Hermione's words couldn't help but arouse Ginny's emotion - she had also received a lot of help from Maka, and looking back now, it seemed as if she had always owed Maka something.
But at this moment, another voice suddenly passed through their ears.
"Actually, it seems better to describe Maka with 'the greater the responsibility, the greater the ability'... Don't you think?"
The person who said this was naturally Luna. In fact, just by hearing her unique ethereal voice, you can tell it instantly.
"'The greater the responsibility, the greater the ability'..."
Hermione savored Luna's description of Maka over and over again, and after a moment, she couldn't help but sigh softly.
This simple girl doesn't seem to care much about anything, but to be honest, her wisdom is probably not inferior to that of any so-called "smart person".
"Well, you're right."
Hermione nodded in agreement, and then saw the hazy smile on Luna's face, but couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
But suddenly…
"What are you talking about?"
Another voice interrupted her thoughts.
Ginny and Hermione both turned around, and Luna also looked up. It turned out that Ron was here.
"I don't want to see you now."
Hermione glared at him decisively, and his sister Ginny immediately turned away again, as if she didn't see anyone behind her at all.
Luna, on the other hand, greeted Ron with a brisk expression.
"Oh, good afternoon!" Ron gave an awkward smile helplessly, and then said, "Hey! What's wrong with me? Why don't you want to see me? And Ginny, you-"
"Stop talking, this is the library." Hermione whispered angrily, "Besides, don't you know why we don't want to see you... If you continue to look like this all day long, I will be in trouble for the rest of my life. I don’t want to see you anymore!”
"Ah..." When Ron heard this, he suddenly drooped the corners of his mouth again, "Okay, okay! Then I won't disturb you studying here."
After he said this, he turned around and walked towards the bookshelf. Behind him, Hermione's muttering could be heard vaguely:
"Look! Here we go again..."
He has been in a bad state recently, and Ron actually knows this. But this kind of thing cannot be recovered easily, especially when his best friend Harry is always absent.
Yes, during this period, Harry basically spent all his spare time in the Room of Requirement, competing with the Sword of Gryffindor alone.
Of course it was good for Harry to be so diligent, but as a result, Ron lost the only person he could complain to. But once the trash can was gone, he could only hold back the turmoil and tangle in his heart by himself.
"Oh... I think I should read a book on psychological counseling, otherwise I have to go to Maka for some magic... medicine..."
The speed of his casual mumbling suddenly slowed down.
"..."Ancient Solitary Snakes: The Mystery of Same-Sex Reproduction"?"
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly came into his eyes.