Why don't you get your hands dirty yet? What is he waiting for?

Seeing that Maca had quietly appeared behind the other party, but he was just standing there, without further movement for a long time, Old Werther was very puzzled.

But he didn't know that Maca was still haunted by that inexplicable strangeness, and although her eyes were fixed on the subordinate in front of her, her mind was completely elsewhere.

"Yes, something must be wrong...... What are you ignoring? ”

Maca stood behind the couch and remained silent for a moment. It wasn't until the old man sitting behind the desk was anxious that he seemed to come back to his senses a little, and reached out and patted the back of his head lightly.

When he arrived, Old Werther saw the hateful dark wizard shake violently, and then the whole person fell on the sofa as if he had lost his strength.

Maca didn't care much about that.

Seeing him under the slightly stunned gaze of the old master, he walked around to the sofa and pulled the dark wizard to the floor, and then sat down by himself.

"He-"

"Oh, old Mr. Werther, please don't speak yet."

Old Werther was just about to speak, when he was interrupted by Maca's words.

"I have something to think about, so please be quiet for a moment...... Well, by the way, if you have a time turner in the Werther family, please help me find it. ”

With that, Maca sat down on the couch, crossed her legs and arms folded, and fell back into thought.

"Time...... Converter? ”

Perhaps most modern wizards don't know how that thing works, but Old Werther knows the substance that naturally adheres to the rules of time—the sands of time.

But because of this, he understands better than most other wizards the horror of touching the rules of time.

"No, we don't have that kind of thing in the Werther family!"

"Really?" Maca said somewhat absentmindedly, "That's really bad news......

Seeing that after Maca responded casually, she lost the meaning of speaking again, and Old Werther could only calm down and continue to wait.

But who knew that after more than ten seconds, the dark wizard who was easily dialed to the floor by Maca moved slightly. Immediately, the old man saw that the other party had an extra wand in his hand, and faintly pointed to Maca on the sofa.

When he saw it, he was about to say something to warn, but he didn't expect that Maca, who was still immersed in thought, would easily spot the small movements of the person on the floor.

"Huh?"

At the same time, old Werther and the dark wizard lying on the ground only felt a flash in front of them, and then the wand was already in Maca's hand.

"Has the soul been transformed by Helpo? Well, no wonder...... If you can't defend against the attack of soul magic, you won't be sent here. ”

Maca muttered softly as she backhanded the wand she had snatched, and a biting cold instantly enveloped the one on the floor.

With a freezing sound of "clicking", this time, the other party was obviously unable to move at all.

And it was at this moment that old Werther seemed to be unwilling to wait any longer, and suddenly spoke:

"McLean, are you going to use the Time Turner to stop Helbo in advance? No, you can't do it - the rules of time have never been something that humans can touch! ”

"As far as some of the ancient texts of my Werther family are concerned, the order of time cannot be reversed, and there is no possibility that what has happened can be changed. Those wizards who try to disrupt the rules of time often end up missing, and no one knows what they have encountered in the long course of history......"

"Well, I know...... Well? ”

Maka, who was casually responding, suddenly seemed to notice something, and suddenly sighed softly.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"I say, those wizards who disrupt time, the end-"

"No, not that," Maca interrupted immediately, "one more sentence. ”

Old Werther didn't know what Maca was thinking, but since the other party asked, he could only recall:

"You are asking...... 'The order of time cannot be reversed, and what has already happened cannot be changed'?"

But Maca just nodded to herself, and suddenly said to herself:

"The order of time cannot be reversed...... That's right, it turned out that I remembered the order wrongly! ”

As she spoke, Maca slammed up from the couch, waved at Old Werther and walked to the door. As he walked, he also thanked:

Thanks to the old gentleman's reminder...... Well, I've got to go first. The guy on the ground isn't dead, so you don't have to worry about Helbo noticing anything - if you don't want to get into trouble, just leave it as it is. ”

"Wait a minute!" Old Werther hurriedly shouted to him, "And the matter of the demon summoning technique!" If this ritual is completed by that guy, the entire wizarding world will be-"

When Maca heard this, she only paused slightly at the door, and said without looking back:

"Needless to say, I've already learned about those things."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of the study closed silently, completely hiding Maca's back. Old Werther looked in the direction of the door, and his mouth, still half-open, moved again, but finally he closed helplessly.

He already knows the horrors of demon summoning?

Are you sure?

……

Not to mention the demon summoning technique, at least Maca finally understands what the lingering strange feeling in her heart is.

True, he realized that he seemed to have misremembered the order of the two events, so much so that he ignored an inconspicuous possibility.

I remember that at Noether's house earlier, Maca found out that the time turner he took out was a fake, the product of the Transfiguration technique he used to exchange for the real thing.

However, Knott and McNeill were taken by Voldemort to the Department of Mysteries to ambush him, long before he returned to the Time Hall to retrieve the Time Turner.

At that time, there was no fake time turner he had made in the cabinet of the Time Hall!

When you think about it, it becomes clear that Walton McNeill was really lying to him, as Knott's first reaction at the time.

Perhaps, McNeill didn't know that the time turner was a fake.

However, either way, Walton McNeil, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic and a former Death Eater, went to steal a total of two time turners, and I am afraid that he did not run away.

After a short time, Maca hurried out of the Werther mansion and soon returned to the alley in front of Nott's house.

"Tuk-tuk."

After reaching out and knocking on the door, he waited in front of the door for a while, and then heard a familiar footstep coming from inside the door in front of him.

It was Nott's daughter, Joey, who had come to open the door for him.

When the little girl saw Maca appear outside her door again, she was somewhat confused for a moment.

"First, sir?"

"Your father is still at home, right? I've got something going on, and I'm going to have to look for him again. ”

"Ah...... Well. ”

Probably because he saw his father's respectful attitude towards Maca, Joey didn't dare to shut Maca out again this time, and when he heard him say this, he immediately opened the door and stepped aside.

Seeing Joey's silent appearance, Maca patted her on the top of her head, and then walked straight into the house.

"Mr. Nott, come down for a moment! I'd like you to help me with something—"

Mrs. Parkinson, of course, had already gone back, and there was no one in the living room at the moment. Maca stood in the middle, raised her head and shouted upstairs.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a "thump" from upstairs, and Knott hurriedly ran down the stairs from the bedroom above.

"Mr. McLean? Why are you ...... again?"

He had just said the beginning, and he felt that it was a little inappropriate to say this, for fear that a careless wording would annoy Maca. So although he complained in his heart, he quickly piled up a little smile on his face, and turned to say a little embarrassed:

"Well, I mean—Mr. McLean, is there anything else I need to do?"

"Of course, it's about the time-turner," Maka said immediately, "I remember Miss Parkinson told me earlier that you and McNeil were among them when Voldemort and his men ambushed me at the Ministry of Magic......"

"No, no, there is no such thing!" Knott quickly denied, "I don't know if McNeil is, but I certainly don't...... It's true! ”

Seeing that he tried his best to deny it, Maca just waved his hand and said calmly:

"Don't worry, I don't mean to pursue it - I just want to make sure that McNeill's time turner was indeed stolen at that time?"

"Oh, it's ......," Nott nodded hesitantly, "yes, it was at that time. ”

"What did you see with your own eyes?" Maca repeated again.

This time, Noether obviously hesitated for a longer time, but nodded again under Maca's gaze.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

When Maca heard this, she bowed her head slightly:

"That's good...... In that case, take me to McNeill's house! If you can get something out this time, you won't have to go to Azkaban again. ”

Maca's commitment is of great significance to Nott. The thought that he might not have to stay at home like this in the future made him involuntarily excited.

However, Maca only promised not to go to Azkaban again, did she?

Looking at Notte, whose smile was getting stronger and stronger, Maca immediately pointed in the direction of the door and urged:

"Let's go! Lead the way...... I'm in a hurry. ”

"Oh, okay, of course!" Nott hurriedly ran forward, and said eagerly as he ran, "Don't worry! Mr. McLean, I'll be there soon......"

Maca shook her head, and followed.