“…… I have only one request, please decide on your own, my friend! ”

When Voldemort said this, he looked at Maca's gaze with an inexplicable relief, as if he had been waiting for this moment to come.

Maca pursed her lips slightly, and the palm of the hand holding the staff was a little pale, but his heart did not waver.

It's not that he can't die...... Rather, no matter who you are, you will face the day of death. Didn't Dumbledore often say, "Death is not the end, but another great adventure"?

But at least for now, he can't die.

Voldemort was not a trustworthy man, and from the moment Willy was taken hostage, he had never considered letting Willy and his daughter go.

Willy's father is very strong, which Maca has experienced with her staff. Marca, who also fought Voldemort, knew very well that if Willy's father fought Voldemort, most likely he would lose Voldemort.

And as soon as Voldemort loses, he will no longer be Voldemort, and the Monument of Bewitchment will devour his soul without mercy. And on this point, Voldemort himself must have understood better than he did.

Under such a premise, Voldemort would not choose to let Willy's father go after offending him.

“…… Willy. ”

Maca turned her back to the girl and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by herself.

"Oh! By the way, didn't I just say that? I have 'good news' for you......"

In the silence, Voldemort's melodious voice resounded.

"Before you go to meet and die, I think it's better for you to know the news...... After all, you've been busy for so long, and you should know what the ending will be soon, shouldn't you? ”

"What?" Maca asked succinctly.

"Our mutual teacher, Albus Dumbledore, has already gone to the Grim Reaper for a tea party before you!" Voldemort spread his hands and smiled, "How's it going?" Isn't it great news? ”

Maca's eyes narrowed and she snorted.

"Where did you see such a cold joke? "Singing the Opposite"? ”

"Jokes?" The corners of Voldemort's mouth hooked, but his eyes stared at Maca without blinking, "Maybe!" I'll tell you anyway, and I don't care what you think......"

He paused, and gestured toward Maca.

“…… So, it's almost time, hit the road! ”

What to do? Activate the magic at full speed and fully burst the power of the cooling rune?

No, in a desperate situation, he might be able to guarantee that he would not die from serious injuries, but it was impossible for Willy to control it.

So, is there any other way? For example, use stealthy techniques to compete with the wizard disguised as Hesgar?

No, although he is confident in his casting speed, he can't be faster than the opponent's zero-distance casting.

But in the end, does the other party really dare to hurt Willy?

No, this is just a gamble, and the chips involved in the gambling are still Willy's life......

Countless thoughts raced through Maca's mind, and the scene was rehearsed again and again, and then rejected again and again. Even though he felt like his brain was about to be drained, he still couldn't stop thinking.

"Don't you do it yet? Righteous Mr. Hogwarts? Voldemort said with gusto.

Is there really no way? It's true...... No way, right?

"I'm sorry, Luna...... It seems that I was right in my decision to never pierce that layer of paper. Maca muttered to herself, "I didn't expect that I would end up being a liar." ”

The next moment, the staff in Maca's hand moved slightly, and in Voldemort's vigilant sight, the cooling rune gently floated towards Maca's forehead.

"For a 'weakling' like me, it's better to 'give up' the choice......"

"Maca!"

Just as the cooling rune floated leisurely towards Maca's forehead, Willy's voice suddenly rang out. Although the voice was still plain, it seemed to have something more when it fell into Maka's ears.

"What's more?"

At that moment, there was only one question in Maca's mind.

And in the next moment, an indescribable strange wave spread out in a spherical shape centered on Willy. It expanded so fast that it seemed like time was rendered useless, drowning everyone present in silence.

Is time standing still? No, it doesn't seem to be the case......

With the exception of Willy, the faces of the others became glazed, and their hands drooped limply, as if something had robbed them of their souls.

Suddenly, there was silence in the stone chamber, and only the sound of even breathing continued.

“…… Maca. ”

Willy gently flicked the wand around her neck and tiptoed out of bed. The white hair on her back slid down the bed with her movements, almost down to the crook of her legs.

After calling Maca's name again, Willy silently bypassed her father and stood in front of Maca.

"You...... Should it come? The girl looked up at Maca's face, her long eyelashes flickering, and said lightly, "Hmm...... Probably, I ...... too. I don't know. ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a potions bottle from the pocket of her pajamas—a brown translucent vial that was identical to the one that had caused the crime outside.

"No, I'm just, lying to myself...... Verina said, "to myself." ”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly stretched out her left hand and tapped Maca's chin with her fingertips, lifting his face slightly. The sleeves of the pajamas slipped off quietly at this moment, revealing a white wrist.

Maka, who looked distracted, raised her head and opened her mouth a little automatically, so Willie uncorked the bottle and carefully poured the liquid into Maka's mouth.

The liquid slid down her throat, causing Maca to swallow subconsciously.

Willy looked at Maca quietly, and after the bottle of potion had been emptied, she rolled up her sleeves and carefully wiped the stains from Maca's mouth.

It didn't take long for the pupils of Makana's out-of-focus eyes to shrink suddenly.

"Good afternoon, Maca."

It was still a calm greeting, and it was still a bland tone, but it made Maca shake.

"Willy...... You ......"

Maca wasn't surprised by what was happening in front of him, because he didn't have time to think about it at the moment. What surprised him was the refreshing smile that appeared on Willy's face.

“…… You laughed? ”

"Only today, with exceptions." With her hands behind her back, Willie looked up at Maca quietly, and replied softly.

Suddenly, before Maca could think about it, she quickly looked around as if she had noticed something. Immediately afterward, he noticed that except for him and Willy, the other three looked at Willy almost at the same time.

The three pairs of manic eyes with lust made him raise his staff sideways without hesitation, blocking Willy behind him.

"What happened? They ......," Maka said warily, "huh? Voldemort's situation seems to be different from everyone else......"

"Damn—"

Voldemort had apparently regained his senses, but somehow, he was in great pain.

saw that he covered his head with all his strength, and his body exploded into a black gas with a "bang", but in an instant, it condensed into an entity, and even let out a hysterical scream.

"It's ...... The power of the Bewitching Monument is fighting back against his soul again? Maca said to herself with a frown.

At the same time, Willy's father and the wizard pretending to be Hesjia suddenly looked at each other, their eyes becoming more and more furious, as if they would pounce on each other in the next second, desperate to tear each other apart completely.

"Ahh

Voldemort let out another howl, then turned into a distorted cloud of black gas, and rushed straight into the tunnel outside the stone chamber door, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Maca......" Willy took a slight step across and stood beside Maca, "knock them out." ”

"Huh?"

Maca was stunned for a moment, but saw that Willy's father had raised his wand and pointed it at the other party. He didn't think much about it anymore. Immediately, with a wave of his staff, he sent out two stun spells with high strength.

With two muffled "bangs", the two of them rolled into the corner as if they had been hit hard.

“…… Willy. ”

Maca, who had no clue at all, looked at Willy again—she was obviously the only one who could explain the situation in front of her.

"All this...... Can you tell me now? ”

Willy nodded slightly, but didn't answer immediately. She continued to watch Maca smile on her face, as if she wanted to make up for all of her past.

That smile has a jerky tenderness, which makes people feel peaceful.

After a long while, she looked at Maca and asked softly, "Do you remember...... That story? ”

"What's the story?" Coming back to her senses from Willy's smile, Maca said blankly.

"You've talked about it, the origin of the baby...... story. Willy said.

At her reminder, a picture quickly appeared in Maca's mind. It was at the beginning of the Triwizards, and he was at the Hogwarts dinner with Durmstrang and his classmates.

When he and Willy talk about Miss Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons, he talks about the legend of antiquity.

It was a beautiful girl who lived in an ancient desert country, and she seemed to be favored by some kind of bad luck, and she had a charm to confuse all beings.

That kind of charm can lead people into fantastic illusions, and unconsciously go berserk and kill each other.

As the girl fled in terror, the terrifying chaos spread rapidly, and everywhere she went, people fought and bled and pestles......

"Do you mean ......?"

Maca was stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the two people rolling in the corner. When he overlaps legend with reality, a sense of absurdity arises.