Among the people present, the only one who witnessed the whole process of the incident was Hermione, who had been standing at the entrance of the passage opposite.

She was relieved to see Maca save Harry.

The situation was so dangerous that Harry would not have survived if he had been hit by the dragon's tail of the Kemera beast.

But just when she put down her heart that was hanging in the air, that amazing accident happened!

Accidentally? Yes...... It must be so!

All she saw was Harry suddenly rising from the ground, his bloodshot eyes full of murderous aura. She didn't know what was wrong with Harry, but she knew that it wasn't the look a normal human should have.

Harry raised the sword, the Gryffindor sword she had given Harry herself, and swung it backhand at Maca's back without hesitation!

Hermione had touched that sword many times, and she knew very well that it was a sword that swung silently, and it was also an invincible sword.

"No—"

Hermione wanted to pull out her wand and stop Harry, who had lost his heart. But it wasn't until that moment that she understood why Maca often insisted that her wand must be placed where it was easiest to pull out; And why is Maca, who always practices quick cane drawing over and over again......

It was too late for her, all she could do was run desperately and scream loudly. She didn't even know if she was reminding Maca or venting her fears.

Then, Luna, the mad girl she often envied, and even a little jealous, opened her hands without saying a word, and blocked Maca's back at the last moment.

Hermione didn't know, she didn't know if she would do it so simply if she were herself.

“…… Yes, definitely...... Definitely......"

At some point, her face was covered with tears. She stood right in front of Maca, staring at Maca's face in a trance.

How long has it been since there has been such a pronounced emotion on Maca's face?

It was an indescribable sadness, and a revealing weakness......

Neither the original maca, nor the later maca, which became somewhat indifferent, showed such obvious weakness. He was like a real strong man who would never be afraid, never be negative, and even at the end of the first semester, when he lost for the first time against Voldemort, he only showed a moment of regret and irritation.

But the Maca, who was so powerful that all the little wizards were in awe, showed such a weak expression at this moment.

What is he afraid of? Was he afraid that he would lose the girl in his arms? That...... If it were me, would he have such an expression?

No, what am I thinking......

"Maca ......"

As if frightened, Maca suddenly looked up and looked at Hermione in a daze.

“…… She'll be fine, right? His voice sounded unusually hoarse.

"yes, she'll be fine...... Didn't you feed her potions? Hermione hurriedly said, "She'll be fine...... Will definitely ......."

"Potions? yes, uh-"

As soon as Hermione reminded him, he hurriedly examined Luna—a huge scar that started on the left side of his waist and went down to the other side of his ribs. Fortunately, Maca's potion was used in time, and by now, most of the wounds have healed.

He reached out and touched the side of Luna's neck, no problem, the pulse was strong, there should be no problem.

When he turned around again, about to pick up his wand and use his magic to test it again, he was stunned.

"It's ......"

As soon as he had silently recited the incantation, he clearly "saw" that the magic in his body had awakened, flowing down his arm to the wand. Immediately after, a series of shattered rule runes flashed from the tip of the staff.

When the simple detection spell was completed, a diffuse ripple of magic rippled and enveloped Luna.

“…… Magic? He muttered to himself, "Why is that...... Wait a minute! ”

Maca suddenly closed her eyes, and soon opened them quietly.

"Retrieving emotions and emotions in this way...... I'd rather not. He let out a self-deprecating wry smile, but his tone was more angry.

"Maca...... Are you okay? Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay," he smiled at Hermione, "I'm okay, and Luna is okay...... What about Harry? He...... You okay? ”

At the mention of Harry, an indescribably complicated expression flashed across his face.

Can he blame Harry? As long as the brain remained in his skull, he couldn't blame Harry...... If you want to blame yourself, you should blame yourself for being stupid, since you see Harry's appearance, you shouldn't let him stay behind you.

"Harry?" Hermione looked back as if she had just remembered, "Hmm...... It should be fine......"

Maca looked up to see Harry lying in the clearing not far away, and the Gryffindor Sword had long since been removed.

It seems that he fell not lightly this time, but Maca subconsciously used a stun spell at that time, presumably not to be killed.

At that moment, a faint voice rang out from Maka's arms.

“…… Maca? ”

At this time, Luna, like a newborn kitten, squinted her eyes in a daze, and looked weakly at Maca.

"Are you alright?" She said softly.

"I'm fine, of course I'm fine......" Maka hurriedly lowered her head and looked at her, "I should ask you that...... How do you feel now...... Is there anything wrong with it? ”

Luna shrunk back uncomfortably, as if she wasn't used to being in someone else's arms. She thought for a moment, shook her head slightly, and smiled softly at Maca.

"Mom said you can't get too close to boys......"

Probably because Maca's stun spell was so strong, Harry didn't wake up until Maca was about to leave the place.

"Let's go!" Maca carefully carried Luna on her back, and then casually controlled Harry to float beside her, ready to go with Hermione to find Krum.

However, at this moment, Hermione suddenly thought for a moment, "We seem to have forgotten something?" ”

"What?" Maca looked left and right, and then suddenly said, "Oh! Ron! ”

Harry had come here to defeat the Kemera and save Ron. But after such an accident, they almost forgot about saving Ron.

……

When Maca found that the entrance to the labyrinth had been blocked and that the extremely thick walls had been forcibly broken, he immediately spotted the Dark Mark that was still smiling in the sky in the direction of the school gate.

Of course, this was something that Maca knew, even if he didn't want to find out, it was too late.

Maca just glanced over the side and immediately beckoned the group to Hogwarts Castle.

If it had been according to the original plan, he would have appeared at the scene of the incident at the school gate by now, and did his best to put on a good show. But now Maca is beginning to hesitate.

"I don't know who I am if I have a little ability......," he couldn't help but mutter, "Not to mention that Voldemort's strength has not been completely figured out, even if the plan is successfully implemented, so what?" ”

"The biggest enemy is not Voldemort at all, but this unpredictable future!"

Whether it's to say he's cautious, or to say he's cowardly, in short, he wants to find a place to hide now and live this life in peace.

Instead of leaning between Dumbledore and Voldemort, he silently returned to Hogwarts Castle and stayed by Luna's side.

"What are you thinking?"

Luna, who was lying on the hospital bed, reached out and gently touched the back of Maca's hand, and asked softly.

"Huh?" Maca pulled her attention away from the chaos of her thoughts, "No, it's not a big deal. ”

He smiled at Luna, his expression no longer so stiff, but with a hint of bitterness in it.

“…… Is it? ”

Luna's misty eyes looked directly at Maca, as if she had read through his heart.

But this time, she didn't say anything more. After a while, she seemed a little tired, and soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Of course, Maca couldn't sleep, so he just sat on the edge of the hospital bed and fell into deep thought again.

Outside the window, the evening glow swirled in the faint clouds, dyeing the black magic marks in mid-air with a circle of dazzling gold edges.

The wind still howled in the distance, sometimes pouring out and sometimes shouting, but no one could read its language.

Occasionally, a few red or green lights flashed in the distant sky, reminding the teachers and students in the castle that there was still a battle at the school gate.

It wasn't until the sun went down and the moon rose tomorrow that Dumbledore returned to the castle with a tired face.

He didn't explain much to the others, but came to the school hospital as soon as possible. When he saw Maca, who was silent, and Luna, who was sleeping in the hospital bed, he seemed to understand something.

"Remember to eat dinner."

Dumbledore stretched out his wand and nodded at the table next to him, and several plates immediately appeared on the table, filled with all sorts of delicate snacks.

"Thank you, Professor." Maca nodded at him.

Dumbledore didn't say anything more, he just nodded, and left.

Time passed little by little, and the sky was completely dark. Only the moonlight outside the window appeared and disappeared, and through the large window of the ward, it sprinkled a place of silver and white.

Just as Maca looked at Luna with a slight distraction, a shadow that had been stretched out by the slanting moonlight suddenly appeared on the ground.

His first instinct was to reach out to protect Luna, who was still asleep, before clenching his wand and turning his head to look warily at the window.