Perhaps, as Helpo says, people who live longer do not necessarily become more and more sluggish to the concept of the passage of time.

Just like Maca, even if it was two lifetimes combined, the years he spent were not a fraction of Helbo's long life.

But today, he only felt that time flew by, and it was not enough to be fast.

This afternoon, after Maca took Pansy and the three of them back to Fort Blois, France, she directly canceled her trip to the royal estate in the evening to continue the experiment.

One afternoon and all the night since he returned, he had been pondering the reason why Helbo had gone to take Ens away during the day.

However, no matter how far Maca thought about it, it seemed to be a puzzling move—he didn't understand what the hell Helpo was thinking, and he knew what the hell the guy was trying to do.

He only knew that Helbo's actions would inevitably be ill-intentioned.

……

Late at night, in the upper bedroom of the tower where Maca lives.

"Well, I don't know what bad things are going through at this time."

While he muttered so softly, he didn't realize that the hand that was holding the quill had stopped for a long time.

The candlestick in the corner of his desk flickered with a bright magical flame, causing his shadow to flicker on the wall, changing in various inhuman shapes.

The night is naturally quiet, and perhaps the darkness can occasionally make people feel a little scared, but correspondingly, it is also easier for people to immerse themselves in thinking.

Unfortunately, sometimes the reason why a question cannot be answered is simply because it lacks the proper clues. In this case, no matter how suitable the environment is, it seems that in the end it will only make people feel overwhelmed.

At this moment, Maca seemed to suddenly notice something, and suddenly glanced down at the soles of her feet.

"Parkinson's?"

In the middle of the night, Pansy doesn't sleep, what is she doing here?

With this in mind, Maca casually closed the hand that hadn't moved since nightfall, and then pushed away the chair and stood up.

It wasn't long before he heard footsteps on the stairs outside the room, followed by a knock on the door.

"Tuk-tuk."

After two careful knocks, the door to the room slowly opened under Maca's control.

"Professor McLean."

Turning her head to look at Pansy standing in the doorway, Maca waved casually.

"Come in! It's so late, what are you doing with me? As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his brow furrowed slightly, "Oh, is Malfoy awake?" ”

After returning in the afternoon, Malfoy, who had barely survived Maca, was taken directly to the medical care unit at Fort Blois, where he was treated by a therapist from the Blois family. Since then, Pansy has remained in the care room, guarding him with two servants of Fort Blois.

To be honest, Malfoy was really badly injured this time. Even if he didn't suffer any magical damage, the physical damage alone almost killed him.

"Yes, Professor." Pansy didn't enter the door, and when Marca had finished, she was still standing in the doorway, "But I found that when he woke up, he still didn't seem to be very conscious—I had gone to the healer to see it, but he didn't seem to understand it very well." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Maca quickly nodded again.

"He didn't understand that it was just because he was thinking too much, that Malfoy's situation was simply caused by a certain amount of brain damage."

"Brain damage?"

Seeing Pansy's expression change from confusion to surprise and then from surprise to worry, Maca immediately beckoned at her again.

"I think you'd better come in first! I'm tired of talking to you like this. ”

It wasn't until this moment that Pansy realized that Maca probably wouldn't have rushed to the hospital room to see Malfoy, so after hesitating for a while, she had to temporarily suppress her worries about Malfoy and walk in.

"Sit down!"

Maca pointed to the sofa opposite, and then continued what she had just said:

"Yes, it's a 'brain injury' - although Malfoy's injuries this time were very serious, especially after a large number of broken ribs, the partially broken ribs pierced the heart and lungs on the spot, which was the biggest reason why he almost died."

"However, no matter how serious those fatal injuries are, as long as they are rescued in time, they can only be solved by a few bottles of potions such as white fresh essence. Instead, it was the impact on the back of his head......"

Speaking of this, Maca shrugged her shoulders and said:

"The damage is not serious, but it is difficult for me to say what kind of impact it will have on him in the future, and whether it will be temporary or permanent."

Hearing Maca say this, Pansy, who had just sat down carefully on the couch, couldn't help but stand up again.

"That is," she said in amazement, "Drakota...... Is it possible that you will only be like that for the rest of your life, with drooling at the corners of your mouth and spending it in a daze? ”

"Yes," Maca began, "of course, maybe one day there will be a sudden recovery—maybe tomorrow, maybe a few months?" I do not know. ”

"It's-"

Pansy had told herself that she could no longer care about Draco Malfoy. But now it seems that she may be very difficult to forget the boy who has occupied her mind and heart for many years.

However, after a moment of calming down and thinking about it again, she seemed to gradually begin to feel a little relieved.

"Well," she pursed her lips, and couldn't help but say faintly, "maybe...... This wasn't necessarily a bad end for Draco. At the very least, it must be much better than the trouble he went to Helbo as if he was crazy. ”

In this regard, Maca could only shake her head a little helplessly.

"Who's to say it isn't?"

……

In Malfoy's case, Maca is not really qualified to make an assessment.

After experiencing repeated setbacks, the other party has completely lost his way on the road of his life.

In fact, with Malfoy's original temperament, he can actually be more or less reflective after the initial Voldemort incident. And everything that followed only made him more and more confused.

And this, to put it bluntly, is also the result of Maca's single-handedness.

So, after that, Maca didn't say anything to Pansy about Malfoy. He just chatted with the distraught girl for a while, and then let the other party go back to rest.

Then, it wasn't until the next morning that Enns' unexpected return caused him to put aside many thoughts and focus on the matter at hand.