No one knows who did it.

It stands to reason that Kreacher definitely knows best about the people who enter and leave Black's house. After Sirius turned this place into a stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, Kreacher may not come out to see people from time to time, but he will definitely keep in mind who has been there.

Because, he has always been an absolutely conscientious house-elf.

So after Maca asked Kreacher and didn't get the answer he wanted, he knew that he might have to figure it out on his own.

"Donger, you have to work hard today, and if you can't get the intelligence information, you can send it directly to Diagon Alley. There's Kingsley in London, so don't put too much pressure on you......"

To be honest, Maca's inner turmoil at the moment is obviously no less than anyone else's. But when he saw Montongues's expression of wanting to stop talking, he still suppressed the anxiety in his heart first, and said a few words to appease him.

He knows that there are many people in the midst of this crisis. And if he wants to finally get through this difficulty, it is always impossible for him to do it alone.

After all, unlike the catastrophe caused by the Devouring Mirror, there are so many people who have witnessed all this and are trapped in it.

"Alright, I've got to go...... In a little while, Lupin should be back, and you won't have to be so nervous then. ”

Maca didn't stop much at Black's house.

The time turner stored here was destroyed, and he didn't have the time to further investigate who had destroyed it, so naturally he wouldn't stay and waste time.

At least before he could, he had to check the rest of the time-turner.

And Maca's next trip is to the Ministry of Magic.

Although he had taken five, there were still a lot left in the Time Hall of the Department of Mysteries. Since he was very close to the Ministry of Magic at this time, of course he couldn't choose to go farther away.

……

Moments later, the Ministry of Magic atrium.

Since Scrimgeour spoke here earlier, there are still some people who have not left. They did not return to their posts, but they did not leave London behind.

People are always contradictory, especially if they don't have the right idea. And no one knows which side of Maca or Helmo will win, and whether the Ministry of Magic will be able to make it to the end.

Coupled with the fact that it is not safe outside at all, these timid Ministry of Magic employees have been stranded here, neither advancing nor retreating.

And when these wizards, whose expressions were a little stiff, saw that Maca actually appeared from the side of the hallway, everyone present stood up one after another from every place where they could sit down.

"Mr. McLean......"

"Oh, Mr. McLean, what's going on outside?"

"Mr. McLean, now that the British wizarding community depends on you, we will definitely support you!"

Seeing these people hurrying to his side to chatter, Maca could only shake his head secretly in his heart - he actually knew that when disaster strikes, the helpless people actually still occupy the majority.

Don't look at the people in this group who are still chanting for him, but that's just talk, because those who are really willing to show their support with actions are unlikely to stay here and hesitate.

"Okay, I got it...... Everybody, I'm going to the Department of Mysteries. ”

Maca didn't even have to tell the men not to follow him, for he knew very well that none of these hesitant people would leave the place unless there was a clear turnaround in the situation.

However, before entering the elevator, Maca was stopped by an eager voice.

"Mr. McLean!"

"Minister Scrimscher," Marka turned slightly, "I'm sorry, I have to 'borrow' something from the Department of Mysteries, I'm in a hurry." ”

"Uh, oh! Actually, I don't want to waste your precious time, I know you must be busy. Scrimgeour trotted over to Maca's side, frowning, "But I really want to ask a question - of course, you can get whatever you need, that's perfectly fine, and I can make up a request for your item transfer afterwards." ”

"Well, well! Thank you......" Maca nodded, "So, what do you want to ask?" ”

"I'll just ask you a question," said Scrimgeur, "as far as you can guess about the likelihood that this crisis in London will survive unscathed...... How many are left? ”

"'Survive safely'...... Is it? Maca thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "If you want to ask, can you return to the order of the past...... All I can say is that the possibilities are not impossible, but I can't give you any guarantees right now. ”

But on the other hand, Scrimgeour was still relieved as if he had regained some hope after hearing Maca's completely bottomless answer.

"That's enough, that's enough!"

In fact, Scrimgeour had completely cut off the idea of returning to normal order. Because as London is in its current state, it is no longer a disaster for the wizarding world.

According to Scrimgeour's contact with the Queen, the fog in London, and the series of battles in the fog, had spread among the Muggle community outside of London.

Even with the royal family and the Prime Minister trying to control the news as much as possible, and wizards and magic were not credible in the eyes of Muggles, this event finally began to ferment in the shadows.

In such a chaotic situation, Scrimgeour could no longer imagine that it could restore order.

However, now, he can still get the answer from Maca's mouth, "It's not impossible", which is undoubtedly a hope born of despair for him.

So, what more could he ask for?

"Mr. McLean, I'll go down with you—with me, no one will get in the way of your access to anything!"

The Time Turner is, after all, a research collection of the Ministry of Magic, and it would be great if it could be accessed and used openly.

Marca didn't refuse Scrimgeour's company, and he quickly got into the elevator with the already godless Minister of Magic, and went down to the lowest level that the elevator could reach.

The pure black rotunda, the closed black door, and the subtle fluctuations of magic that could be felt through the door—it was the same as the last time Maca had visited.

The difference is that this time Maca doesn't have to tell which room to go into.

"Mr. McLean, where are you going? I can show you the way. ”

"Well, the Hall of Time."

As soon as Maca said this, Scrimgeour was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but whisper:

"Do you mean...... What you're going to use is a time converter? ”

The Department of Mysteries is a department that studies mystical objects, unknown phenomena, and powerful magical powers, and the Time Hall is a research hall that is purely used to study the relationship between time and magic.

In addition to all kinds of magical clocks, the only thing that can be used is obviously the time turner.

"Mr. McLean, that-" Scrimgeour hesitated, and after a pause, he said immediately, "I know that my research into magic can't be compared to yours, but as Minister of Magic, I'm still responsible for telling you something." ”

“…… According to the research archives, the experiences of wizards who have used the time turner vary, but many of them have never returned. No one knows what will happen after using it...... Therefore, the conditions for applying to call it are set very strictly. ”

"And most importantly, the people who tried to change the past with a time turner, they never showed up again!"

In the midst of this crisis, Maca's presence was very important to Scrimgeur, and he didn't want to look back and never find Maca again.

So Scrimgeour had to say this, and he said it very earnestly.

"Yes, I know it's very dangerous," Maca began, "so I suggest that you stop letting anyone else call it in the future, and that the regular application process be eliminated as well...... But this time, I think I'll have to use it again. ”

Speaking of which, Maca added slightly:

"But one thing I can tell you – I've actually used the converter once in the past, and I've really changed a few things...... Oh, and don't let people put that in the research file, because it doesn't make sense. ”

Due to Scrimgeour's hesitation, Maca finally found the door of the Time Hall on her own through her sensing abilities. After he had finished speaking, he saw that he did not delay any longer, and walked straight towards a black wooden door.

"Already used it? That...... Ay! ”

Scrimgeour froze in place, and then hurriedly chased after him. But before he could catch up with Maka's footsteps, he saw that the other party had already opened the door of the time hall, and then stopped at the door inexplicably.

"Mr. McLean, what's wrong?"

There was no need for Maca to answer, because he just followed Maca and looked inside, so he understood why Maca stopped at the door.

"This ...... How so! ”

The two saw that in the corner of the time hall where a large number of clocks and watches were stacked, a delicate cabinet had been severely damaged. And that's not your average destruction.

I saw that the glass door of the cabinet was constantly going from intact to broken and then back to whole, and the carved wooden planks of the cabinet were falling to the ground again and again and then automatically putting it back in, as if time in that corner had been completely detached from this world and became an independent cycle.

This scene made Maca feel a sense of déjà vu in her heart.

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