The time turner was still the same time turner, and it hung on Delphi's chest, the thin gold chain still shimmering delicately.

If you turn the outer ring of the fixed hourglass rotor to the side, you can also see the words "Delphi McLean" carved by Maca herself not long ago. After more than ten years of rubbing, the notches on it have even lost their original edges and corners, and each letter has become much softer.

It can be said that it is a proof that Maca challenged the rules of time in order to change her fate, and it is also the greatest interpretation of her deep feelings for Maca as a "father".

Today, there are very few time turners left in this world, and the one that is held in the palm of Macato's hand at this moment is probably the most significant one.

Holding it in her hand now, Maca only feels heavy, because after all, it carries the fate and future of too many people.

"What should I do?"

Even though Maca had already had many time travel experiences, it was precisely because of this that he understood the difficulty.

Not to mention the physical wear and tear, it is extremely difficult to find a way through thousands of possibilities.

And most importantly, this time, the difficulties he will face are truly extraordinary.

Luna's Death ...... Delphi's Death ...... Plans against Helbo...... The Attack of the Living Corpse Army...... Everything is so tightly intertwined that it feels overwhelming to pick a thread out of the mess.

What's more, even if he did his best to get Luna and Delphi out of this dead end, what about the next time? And next time?

If this nightmarish cycle is not completely untied, repeated intervention will only make the future more uncertain, and if it is just a random tug of tangled threads, it will only make it tighter and tighter.

Well, in fact, the mess is now so tightly wrapped that it makes one wonder if it's been tied in a dead knot.

"Question...... Where is it going to be? ”

Maca didn't take the time-turner off Delphi's neck, he just gently hugged the other's gradually cold body, holding the hourglass pendant and her hand tightly in his hands, silently searching for the answer.

Images from memory flew through his mind, starting with the plan he had made against Helmo, to the fierce battle with Helmo on the Hogwarts side, to the march against the army of living corpses, the fog shifting towards Canterbury, Helpo's anger at the loss, Harry's serious injury, and the deaths of Luna and Delphi......

The plan was obviously not complicated, and Maca simply took advantage of Helbo's arrogance after obtaining the demon's body, and lured him to the fact that he was invincible to the army of living corpses.

If you want to say the biggest problem in this plan, perhaps with Maca's current strength, she can only make Helbo suffer a big loss if she tries her best, but she can't finish the battle.

However, according to Maca's original idea of this plan, in fact, he never thought of destroying Helbo through this plan.

All he wanted was to delay for a day, because there was another big thing that was now urgent.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow night is the time for the meteorite to fall on Hogwarts."

Suddenly, Maca looked up at the sky, but then immediately shook her head.

The plan to set aside this day for himself was a failure, and the price Maca paid for it was too great for him to bear.

"It's not time to think about that, anyway...... You have to find out what's wrong with you. ”

After a while, Maca lowered her head again, looked at Delphi's face and whispered to her.

……

The breeze gently flowed through the streets and alleys of Spiral Town, stirring the green canopy of the roadside; The afternoon sun shone through the swaying foliage, leaving a little swaying light on the maca who quietly appeared here.

Obviously, the living corpses outside are marching, and a large number of wizards are dying every minute in order to resist the enemy group. But in this underground town, which has not yet been attacked by the enemy, the beautiful environment still exudes a sense of nature and leisure.

Perhaps, this is the so-called "calm before the storm"!

“…… April, I went to the lobby of the New Ministry of Magic, and I overheard...... The situation at the front line doesn't seem good! The enemy is too strong, the teams on our side are underpowered, and the front line has collapsed several times! ”

Just across the street from the tree where Maca was, a group of young wizards gathered in the shade of another tree. Since Maca remained incognito all the time, even though the two sides were only separated by one alley, they were completely unaware that there were others here silently listening.

"It's okay, it's going to be okay! We also have Mr. McLean, not to mention, I heard that among Mr. McLean's classmates back then, there were also many powerful wizards! For example...... That's right, the 'boy who never dies'! He's gone to the front with the Gryffindor Sword! ”

"That's right! And that Miss Hermione Granger, who is said to ......"

The young wizards gathered together to discuss the battle on the front lines that they had overheard from the halls of the Ministry of Magic, and what other fighting forces we had to mention. Maca just listened casually, as it helped him recheck the point in time he had retraced.

And when Maca overheard that the other party began to discuss whether to call volunteers to help the front line, he suddenly nodded a little abruptly.

"Oh, these are the members of the volunteer team that supported Hermione's organization, right?"

It didn't take long for the young men to have almost decided to try it out according to the discussion, so they dispersed on the spot after assigning their respective tasks.

Instead of paying attention to their movements, Maca tilted her head slightly and glanced at the second-floor window of the house next to her.

It can be seen that Delphi at this point in time did not rush to help after learning of the collapse of the front line, but just lay on the edge of the window, watching the group of "aspiring youths" just now leave in a hurry, and the pretty face gradually showed a trace of abrupt expression.

That's right, in fact, when Maca first found Delphi, she had already reconfirmed the fact that the magic fluctuations in Delphi's body were already faint like fireflies at this point in time, and they were in a state that could be extinguished at any time.

"I'm sorry, Dad......"

Just as Maca looked at Delphi's bloodless face and observed carefully, he heard Delphi upstairs suddenly whisper:

"I may, I can't help you anymore."