Why?

Why...... Why...... Why!

Why do you have to work so desperately to protect me? Why can't I even move a finger at such a critical moment? Why did you fall in a pool of blood at this moment...... Not me?

Yes, I understand now, in fact, you have always been right.

It's me who is too stubborn, too arrogant, too stupid to insist on helping Maca; Nor should we think that as long as we work hard and be careful, we will always succeed; He shouldn't have just relied on his inner impulse to run to confess to Maca and make the matter known to everyone, but in the end he became a living target.

What "we already have the power to help Maca"; What "Maca is so tired, I wish I could at least share a little bit for him"; What "not for maca, but for one's own future"......

And you're right, Luna - if I had understood your thoughts and stopped this nonsense, maybe this wouldn't have happened in the first place.

So Luna, I know I'm wrong, you ...... Can you open your eyes and look at me? Wake up like you usually doze off in class and tell me in a daze that tomorrow you might have a pudding or avocado salad for breakfast?

No, it would be nice if you could open your mouth and scold me!

Hermione was actually able to move, but she seemed to be numb. I saw that she had been leaning there so stiffly since she was handed over by Maca into the crook of the windbreaker's arm, staring at Luna's face with a pair of eyes stunned.

She saw that Luna's face was covered in blood, and her long, pale blonde hair, which had been soft and light, was also mixed with a dazzling scarlet.

But at this time, there was no pain on Luna's face. Her eyes were only slightly closed, and she looked like she was asleep normally, and there was even a soft, calm smile on the corner of her mouth.

Looking at that face, Hermione seemed to have forgotten everything. She couldn't hear what Helpo had said before she left, she couldn't see any changes around her, and even Maca's presence couldn't make her look away from Luna for half a second.

Even though, tears have long blurred her vision.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud voice finally pulled her back from her infinite confusion and self-condemnation, and then she saw the slightly reddened palm marks on Maca's face.

What happened? Be...... Did she slap Maca?

Obviously, the closest thing to Maca here seems to be the only one left besides herself. As for Pansy, she had already retreated into a corner from just now, and was also in a daze now.

When Hermione saw Makana's dehydrated eyes, she finally vaguely understood why the trench-robed wizard slapped him that way.

"Ma ...... Card ......"

Hermione suddenly noticed that her voice had become hoarse.

……

On the other side, Maca was still silent.

In fact, the slap from the trench coat wizard only made Maca stop the useless movements in his hand, and it did not make Maca completely come back to his senses.

Because of that question, it still circulated silently in his heart.

"Luna, is she really dead?"

Maca didn't know, or rather, he didn't want to think about it at all—even though the reality of the moment was falling in his arms, warm, soft, yet with a little heaviness for no reason.

So, he let the question rise and fall in his mind, but refused to think about it.

However, this also means that Maca has long understood what is in front of him, and he is just lying to himself and not daring to face it.

There's no doubt that Maca is a coward at heart, and that hasn't really changed.

However, Maca, who couldn't wake up with a slap from the wizard in the trench coat, slowly raised her head at this time because of Hermione's hoarse call.

"Hermione......" he blinked, and suddenly said with a sneer, "Are you alright?" ”

It can be found that Maca asked her almost subconsciously, although his mouth was moving, but his gaze was still unfocused.

"I-"

Maca's question, Hermione couldn't answer it at all for a while. Although she was indeed physically fine, Luna's matter almost made her a little breathless.

But even though her eyes were full of tears, she still took a deep breath and said:

"I'm fine, Maca...... I'm fine. ”

In a soft response, Hermione straightened up with some difficulty, and after nodding gratefully to the trench-robed wizard who had been holding her, she moved to Maca's side, who was still a little sluggish.

Then, Hermione stretched out her arms and gently pulled Maca into her arms from the side. She didn't say anything comforting, just gently put her arms around Maca and let him rest quietly on her shoulder.

At this moment, Hermione's every move seemed to suddenly have a little more of Luna's quiet feeling - it was a gentle, bland, but inexplicably full of maternal flavor.

Truth be told, Hermione didn't really know where Luna's inconsistent personality came from. However, after getting in touch with Luna a lot, I slowly understood that if it was Luna, I would do it at this time.

"That's right," Hermione whispered to herself, putting her chin in his hair and putting her arm around her shoulder, "If it were you, you wouldn't want Maca to be what she is now." And although we will always be different in one way or another, I must be the same as you in this alone. ”

By now, Hermione no longer wondered if she preferred Maca or Luna preferred Maca. Because she understands that there is no longer any tangled meaning and value......

I have to say that Hermione at the moment is really like Luna's calm and gentle side. The temperature from her body seemed to melt Maca's almost frozen thoughts little by little, and his brain finally started working again.

After a moment, Maca's eyes moved slightly, and she saw a few strands of brown hair hanging from the top of her head. With some long, curly hair, who would it be if it wasn't Hermione?

"Hermione?"

Although he had already spoken to the other party just now, in fact, he only realized that the warmth that wrapped him came from Hermione's embrace.

And it was at this moment that Maca suddenly remembered something.

Yes, Hermione's arms – it's a very familiar feeling. He remembered very well that he had never been hugged by Hermione like this, so where did this strange familiarity come from?

It's the Book of Sin!

Not the one he now used to record the source of those sins, but the "original version" he got from his future self.

In that book, he recorded a diary of his own tragic future, and finally returned to the past in the hands of himself.

And it was in those diaries that when the whole of Europe was in a terrible disaster, Hermione took care of her self who had closed her heart because of the loss of Luna for five whole years.

Although the diary only used the phrase "cheeky and pretending to be crazy and stupid" to describe himself in those five years, Maca now understands that such a heavy blow is indeed something that he can't bear as a coward.

At this moment, thanks to the diaries full of despair and awakening in the "Book of Crime", and thanks to his completely different experiences in the past few years from the diary, and even more thanks to Hermione's embrace, he did not completely give up thinking and sink like in the diary.

Because of the original "Book of Evil", and the past that once saved Hogwarts in a desperate situation caused by the Devouring Mirror, he instantly thought of a very important thing-

"Yes, that's right......" Maca suddenly squeezed Hermione's trembling hand tightly, and said suddenly, "There's another way!" As long as the rules of time are still functioning normally, there must be a way to redeem it! ”

"Maca?"

Seeing that he suddenly seemed to be a different person, talking to himself in a firm and clear voice, Hermione was suddenly a little frightened.

She was worried that Maca had been hit so hard that her spirit was starting to be abnormal.

However, Hermione was just as painful even in her heart, and even had an inescapable self-blame. But even if it's just for Luna, she has to stay by Maca's side and let him get better gradually.

"Maka, calm down...... With your cleverness, you should be able to understand that Luna will definitely not want to see you become like this because of her. ”

"You know, she's a laughing girl – and she's happy every day, no matter what happens. I am sure that she will also want you to be like her, not to be blinded by grief and pain. ”

"Maca—"

"Oh, no, it's not," Maca quickly grabbed her other hand and pulled her to sit in front of her, and said with a serious face, "I know what you're thinking, but...... Look me in the eye and trust me, I'm fine. ”

Hermione, who was kneeling beside Maca, was dragged by him and sat down on the ground. But her already numb legs didn't affect her at all, and in the next second, she suddenly met Maca's sight.

When she arrived, Hermione saw that Maca's eyes were no longer the ashes of the lost mind, and there was really a feeling as clear and deep as before.

"Really?"

"Yes, of course," Maca nodded, "I've thought of it, actually—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly shook his head again, as if he realized something.

"No, I'm sorry. In order to guarantee a greater success rate, I can't go any further...... But trust me! And then there'......"

"Hermione, thank you so much just now! Your arms are warm. ”