"... I don't think it's a good habit to hide in the shadows!"

玛 When Delphi outside the compartment said these words, Maca was stunned first, but she turned her head and looked at the Mr. Ghost beside him.

"please."

He made a mouthful with a grin, and then reached out to the door panel, motioned to the other side to carry the pot on his behalf-of course, most of what was found was actually the ghost, and it didn't matter that he came out. What to shirk responsibility.

If this person didn't appear suddenly, Maca was holding his breath and hiding well, how could Delphi be found?

"Uh……"

Fortunately, this sewer ghost is also an honest man ... Well, or a "gentleman", after all, Maca is now a girl!

When he saw "she" begging himself to go out to the cylinder, he hesitated, but eventually nodded, and floated out through the door.

Alas, Merlin testified! Maca didn't make a plea. Although he pretends to be Luna, he has not yet become a "cute girl".

If you have to say, what did he think about when letting the other party go out ... that is probably something like "If you don't go out, I'll have to give you a spell".

Of course, what Maca thinks are just trivial at the moment, and even he himself is quickly thrown aside. Because the next moment, he heard the Mr. Ghost apologize outside:

"Oh, sorry! I didn't deliberately overhear your conversation ... in fact, this is my place, St. Mungo's therapists, and many patients know this!"

"Even the dean won't say this is his place, how dare you say--"

Delphi saw a ghost, but she let go of her worries.

Because in the magic world, ghosts have always been a lot. Even the magic world has opened an office specifically for their placement, so that they can have a place to stay and not scare others from time to time.

However, even the most terrible ghost is often harmless. At best, they can only yell at you, and then rely on their "dead face" to scare and frighten those who are timid, and nothing more.

However, the only and greatest strength of the ghosts is that they have lived long enough. In case something has been heard and remembered by them, they may be able to speak to your eighteen generations and grandchildren in the future.

Therefore, when Maca suddenly heard that Delphi was going to use the oblivion spell on the opponent, he was not surprised at all.

"... I'm a little sorry, but I have to use an oblivion spell on you. I think you should be able to understand-the content of my conversation with Miss Granger just now is very important, and I have to be cautious at this time some."

"I feel a little sorry, too."

戴尔 While Delphi was talking, Maca couldn't help but say it quietly in her heart. At this time, he had already disappeared his figure, and Luna, who was wrapped in a cloak, walked silently to the door of the bathroom.

After the beating Hermione had just gone out, the door had been there. He obviously didn't need to bother to think of a way to sneak out without opening the door.

"Forgetting the curse? Oh no ... don't need it? I promise I won't say half a word to others! Not to mention, if you accidentally delete more ... No, beautiful lady, please don't come over ! "

"Rest assured, I am very skilled in oblivion spells, I won't delete too much ... I'll forget everything!"

As soon as Delphi's last sentence was finished, a curse hit the opponent's white body accurately. The oblivion spell that directly acts on the spiritual body immediately shocked the ghost.

After seeing that the other side was staring blankly after being hit by the spell, Delphi finally nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, Maca had already taken Luna away.

Uh ...

Hermione was still one step ahead when she left, so that Maca had to slip out of the bathroom with the help of Xianyin's potion in advance.

Fortunately, he eventually returned to the ward before Hermione, and put Luna on the bed that was empty because of his departure.

"To be honest, I'm hungry and I don't even have to be hungry, I have suffered for two days."

While Hermione hadn't entered the door, Maka gave her a few sips of water while stroking Luna's hair secretly. Then he silently took out an unknown piece of paper and tucked it into her pocket, and exited the room silently while remaining invisible.

After I was really out of Saint Mungo, all these unchanging "appearances" allowed Maca to finally release the pressure from a certain part of her heart and gently exhale a spit.

It's a pity, although there is still a lot of time before the end of the retrospective time, the "tick" sound is still lingering, but the city of London has no way to give him a relaxing break.

The fog was overwhelming, and the streets were full of traces of enchantments. The sound of battle in the distance was even audible.

It is not their wizards who are suffering the greatest misfortune in this city, but the original masters in this city.

Maka looked at the street buildings covered by the dense fog in front of her, and could not help closing her eyes slightly and whispered to herself:

所以 "That ’s why I often say that I am not a caring person ... because of the disaster, the first thing I think of is always the few people I care about."

Yes, if he could spend all his time and energy saving this city instead of Luna alone. Even if it's not possible for a while, it will at least reduce the city's casualties.

This is obvious.

But he didn't-he didn't choose the latter of fraternity, but the former of selfishness. He was as timid as a mouse, and he did not dare to face the reality of Luna's death. For half of them was Luna's death, but most of it was his own internal pain.

他 Did he not know these miserable scenes outside? Even if he couldn't see it, he could easily speculate, but he subconsciously ignored things that would condemn his conscience.

Now, Luna is probably okay, and he has no reason to avoid certain responsibilities. When he revisited what was going on around him, a pressure completely different from that of Luna's death, suddenly fell on his shoulder.

"A few hours before dawn ... can you do nothing?"

Maka will never forget that he is still "past", and everything that the traveler did at this time will more or less affect the future world.

Therefore, it is best for him now to find another place where no one is—doing research or sleeping, then honestly waiting for dawn to come.

However, what Maca needs most now is obviously not rest, but to find a way to relieve the complexity and heavy heart.

"Boy, what are you doing standing there! Are you dead?"

The cold, maca walking on the street suddenly heard a deliberately lowered voice coming from directly above him.

随之 He then looked up and saw that there was an Muggle old man talking to him on the second floor window of this street-facing house.

"Come up! Don't hang out on the street ... In these two days, I can see that many people have somehow died on the street! Come up quickly if you don't want to die!"

When Maca heard it, she could not help but nodded.

After waiting for him to walk from the alley on the street to the back of the building, he found the stairway of this small apartment and walked up the old stairs step by step.

"Come in!"

He can still let people enter his house during this period of time. In Maca's view, he is either a big fool or a good man. Of course, there are still some malicious people who want to make other people's ideas ...

As soon as I entered the door, he smelled a quite familiar smell-in addition to the damp musty smell often found in the old district of London, the air in this old man's house also smelled a little of ink and paper.

The book flavor is accumulated after a certain number of long-term collections.

It turned out that when he arrived in the living room, he glanced at random, and saw that there was two large bookshelves in the room, probably a study, which was already full of old books, large and small.

"Sir ... Are you alone at home?"

"Ah, um ... yeah!" The old man nodded slightly, but soon waved his hand, "Sit down first! If you are hungry, there are some pancakes on the table ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ You can eat them casually ... "

"Oh, thanks."

Maca didn't quit, and sat down gently on the sofa over there, then picked up a piece of cake and took a bite. While he was eating, the old man poured him a glass of water and sat down opposite him.

"Young man, what are you walking on the street alone! Why not find a place to hide?" The old man asked casually, "Like I said just now-all these days outside are messy things, you still Dare to walk on the street alone! Didn't you see a street with no personal pictures? "

Maca heard the words and thought about the road:

"Actually ... I don't want to. It's just that my home was destroyed and I have nowhere to go-after hiding in the ruins of the community for two days, I almost ate nothing to eat and drink, so I came up with it. . "

He is naturally very good at talking nonsense, casually find a reason that can make sense, and no one can say that he is making up deceit.

"Oh, right?" The old man nodded immediately when he heard it. "Where did you come from this way? Are you in no danger? I have seen a lot of nerves in the past two days. Hey guy, holding a small wooden stick to stab people everywhere, and he can even let out light ... "

The old man whispered, but Maca seemed absent-minded. While the other party wasn't paying attention, his eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the room next to the study he just saw.

The door of the room was closed tightly.

Alas. Wonderful book house