The room was quiet, except for a few slight breaths—no one spoke, no one shouted, and the scene of greeting Maca at the door seemed to have never been seen at all.

Because the current situation is by no means good, and because Luna is still lying on the bed in front of her, sleeping dreamlessly.

The rising sun allows the bright sunlight to shine through the window and fall obliquely on the corner of the bed, making the patterns on the quilt seem to be more bright.

I don't know how long it took, Hermione, who had been standing next to her, seemed to be a little unable to hold back, and couldn't help but be the first to speak to break the silence in the room.

"Maka, how's it going?"

She thought that as long as Maca made a move, then Luna would naturally be safe. In Calais City, I could only rely on dreamless sleeping pills to survive until now, but because Maca still has important things to do, I can only drag it out first.

That's right, as long as Maca can personally treat Luna, what kind of "magic imbalance" is not a problem at all!

Of course, Hermione's confidence in Maca did make sense, and Maca did have a solution long ago. However, behind the incident of "Luna's sudden illness", there were more doubts that were entanglement in Maca's thoughts, which made him a little forward-looking.

"To be honest, I don't know...... I need more time to think. ”

Hearing Maca's answer, Ron, who was not far away, seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Hermione and Willy raising their hands at the same time.

Hermione looked at the silver-haired "old classmate", then waved at Ron and the others, and then retreated from the door with a few friends.

Willie pursed her lips as they left, then glanced at the back of Maca, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and silently beckoned Helen and the others from her side to leave the room.

"Thank you."

Maca didn't look back, just softly thanked her. Because now he really needs to be alone for a while, and integrate a lot of things in front of him, including Luna's problems, and sort them out one by one.

For example, is the root cause of Luna's magical imbalance as simple as the fog created by Helpo?

Perhaps because of the repeated wandering in the long river of time, Maca gradually developed the habit of taking the rules of time as one of the prerequisites when considering many issues.

Even if he was far from knowing the rules of time, if he didn't think about it, Maca would always feel very uneasy.

So, even if it's not even clear whether this habit is good or bad, he can only do it for now.

"No, that's not right...... You can't just think about Luna! Suddenly, Maca, who was silently looking at Luna's sleeping face, frowned, "In the previous few backtracks, there was also Delphi! Isn't it? ”

That's right, if you want to say that in this battle of the living corpses, there is a Delphi in addition to Luna. Moreover, there may be a lot of similarity between the endings of the two, that is, losing their magical activity and becoming a Muggle.

As for the others...... Maybe Hermione can be considered one of them. If she hadn't been spared by the relics Dumbledore had left behind, Maca would have tried to save her with the help of the time-turner.

"But what's the problem?"

After Marca had brought Delphi in to think about it, she quickly saw him shake her head.

"No, if you want to start thinking about Delphi, I'll think about forging memories for her anyway."

And that incident obviously has nothing to do with Luna.

"Hmm-"

Maca sighed slightly, finally putting aside the question that had made him hesitate for the time being. Unfortunately, the next thing he needed to think about was no simpler and clearer than Luna's question.

He leaned back in his chair and touched the pocket of his waist—the stone box that had been stored in it had been blocked in his mind since the previous night, and made him deeply irritable.

"This thing must not be opened casually for the time being, and the danger has been clearly engraved on it."

Today's Maca is not the only magical school student who knows a little about the wizarding world.

Disaster after disaster made him much calmer and more steady than his past self...... Of course, it may also be said that it is a lot more "cautious", no matter how you say it.

In short, when someone puts the possibility of "danger" in front of him, even if there is a great benefit at hand, he must first weigh whether he has the ability to take it.

"After all, 'greed'...... It's also a great sin! ”

Although it is indeed very likely that the stone box contains the help that Rowena has left for the candidate, if you only look at the problem with such a greedy idea, I am afraid that it will probably end up badly unlucky.

What's more, what kind of plan Rowena has, Maca still hasn't figured it out!

"However, this seems to be the only clue that is currently possible to eliminate Helmpo, right?"

Doubts and contradictions are layered and interlocked, so that Maca racks her brains and can't figure out a line of thought that can run through many possibilities. Thinking of the end, Maca had no choice but to put this mess aside as she had just done.

I saw him raise his hand and pat the pocket on his waist, and muttered to himself:

"At least...... The crate could not be moved until it was cornered. ”

The interruption of Rowena's series of trials has left him with a lot of crucial information now, which even makes him regret his suspicions at the beginning.

If we had followed the path arranged by Rowena in a step-by-step manner while maintaining our vigilance, many things might have been different by now.

"Hey."

Thinking of this, Maca couldn't help but smile bitterly - impossible, he is him, even if he does it all over again, it is impossible to make a different choice from the past.

Aside from the pointless regret, Maca rubbed her forehead and moved on to more thoughts. Sirius and Harry, who were staying in the warehouse at the port of Calais, were like what Helbo might do after this.

It wasn't until a sudden sound of footsteps sounded outside the door behind him that his thoughts, which had been caught up in all kinds of assumptions, were pulled back into reality.

"Tuk-tuk."

There were two knocks at the door, and the old butler's voice came through the door.

"Mr. McLean, lunch is ready, and the head of the house invites you to come down and dine with everyone."

"I see, here it is."

As she spoke, Maca turned her head to look out the window, only to realize that the sun had already moved above his head, which he couldn't see.

The midday sun, with its bright piercing eyes, made him look away quickly.