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Marca McLean, he's been moving forward.

From the moment you enter the wizarding world...... No, maybe until then, he had always been a little out of place in his environment. And in his subconscious, he actually knew that he might never really belong to this world.

Therefore, no matter what minute or second he is, his heart is probably at a loss.

On the night she first met Maca, Luna had already vaguely felt the difference between this boy and herself, and her father...... Or unlike anyone else.

Of course, Luna was much more ignorant then than she is now, and she didn't understand what kind of person Maca was.

But gradually, as she spent more and more time with Maca, Luna seemed to dimly feel a certain loneliness emanating from Maca's unconscious.

Luna could understand that feeling somewhat, because she had experienced it in the days when her mother was dead and her father was gone—even if it was only for a few days.

That's right, it's as if the whole world is far away from you, and you can't reach it even if you stretch out your hand, that kind of indescribable dazed and helpless.

Because of that brief lonely experience, Luna became a little trance-like, and gradually immersed herself in a world where there was only herself.

However, Maca, who has been in this loneliness for a long time, has never escaped because of confusion.

Ever since she met this strange and intelligent boy, Luna felt as if he had been running forward. He's been watching everything he's seeing, and he's always looking for something he's never found.

Even though he was confused, he never stopped moving forward.

Thereupon......

When Luna realizes that Maca is tired from running, and occasionally returns to her side in search of a temporary peace, she immediately understands what she should do for him.

"Hermione, you know what?"

She looked directly into the eyes opposite her and said softly:

"Maca kept walking, maybe he was tired, maybe he was in pain, maybe he was a little sad...... But all of that is not for the sake of others......"

"You, me, and the rest of us probably won't be the only reason for him to move forward."

If there is only one reason that has never changed for Maca, it must be that he wants to find the reason why he exists in this world.

What was it that brought him to this familiar and yet strange place?

Naturally, Luna didn't know about this question hidden deep in Maca's heart, but she could feel that Maca had never gotten rid of this lingering confusion.

"So, Hermione." She said very seriously, "I will not persuade him to stop, even if there are many bumps in the road, I will not stop him from moving forward." I knew I couldn't keep up with him, so I'd rather wait for him on the side of the road......"

"Because he doesn't necessarily need a companion, but he certainly needs a place where he can go back and rest when he's tired."

Hermione fell silent at Luna's rare remark, her thoughts darling as Luna spoke, but she hadn't stopped until now.

After a while, she said in a daze:

"But...... Maybe there is more to it than 'bumpy' ahead? What if there are more dangers ahead? If only he ...... Is something really wrong? ”

"I'll still be waiting for him here." Luna replied calmly.

……

On the other side of the coin, it was as if there was no one.

It was like a replica of St. Mungo, with no healers, no injuries, and many members.

There are no living creatures here, just a space that has been replicated and extended.

The hallway was dead silent, and the overhead light illuminated everything in front of me. The polished floors, the benches in front of the wards, the closed doors, and even the few old stains on the white walls are exactly the same as those of the real St. Mungo.

Walking in the middle, the footsteps gently echoed, but the space was set off more quietly.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

Maca walked down the hallway with her staff in hand, silently sensing where Helbo might be hiding.

Suddenly, the light overhead flickered a few times, making a "click" sound.

"Oh, it's time to fix it here."

He suddenly raised his head and glanced at the magic lamp above - everything here was synchronized with the real St. Mungo, and the scene where the light jumped just now must have happened in the same place on the other side.

Of course, it may also be possible that Helbo is up to the hell and it is not known.

So Makari paused and took a closer look at the magic lamp. Although he didn't find anything unusual until the end, it was a place that could be hidden danger.

Retracting her gaze from the light, Maca continued on her way, her cautious search still unstoppable.

Starting from the sixth floor and going down the floor, he carefully perceived every corridor and every room, but he couldn't find Helbo's location until the hall on the first floor.

Well, there were traces of that guy's existence - on the stairs between the second and third floors, he saw a rather serious damage, and on the first floor, he saw a sea of flames that was still burning today.

It was a very hot flame, and until now, most of the things on this floor had been burned to a pitch-black wreckage, even the ceiling and walls had been blackened.

"Click-"

After reaching the hall, the chill escaped from Maca's every step. Everywhere he passed, the flames were extinguished, leaving only a snaking of ice that snaked away.

Going through the side door of the hall to the storeroom area at the back, he first glanced into the makeshift room. The room, like the rest of the room, had nothing but a few of the original displays.

Without much pause, he continued on his way, soon arriving at the potions room he had borrowed.

There were a lot of signs of being touched here, and most of the potions he had placed on the table when he left had been used, probably Hermione had already used them on the injured according to the roster, right?

Pharmaceutical display cases have also been opened, and some semi-finished products have been rearranged...... There's also a missing bottle of Mandrake Resurrection Elixir.

Who was accidentally injured by Xiao Wu's petrified vision?

Maca looked around the room with many subtle traces, and not to mention the changes, at least the magic fluctuations here seemed to be stable all along.

Helbo hadn't been here.

He was about to leave, when suddenly the corner of his eye swept over the table—as if something was missing?

"Quill?"

Who is so forgetful that the pen is borrowed and forgotten to return?

Of course, this is undoubtedly an inconsequential thing for Maca at the moment, so he just complained a little in his heart.

Walking back and forth in this corridor, there seemed to be no sign of Helbo hiding on this floor, except for some signs of battle inside and outside the makeshift ward.

So that is to say...... Is it highly likely that that guy is hiding underground now?

Back down the hall, he turned another corner and walked up the stairs that led to the underground hallway. But he paused on the ground with his staff, and a cold current instantly rushed to the ground and straight to the stairs.

With the creaking sound of ice crystals, the staircase, which was still full of flames, was occupied by white frost marks when it ascended, and looking down was like seeing an ice cellar.

Tightening her staff slightly, Maca raised her leg and walked down, soon coming to the slightly dark underground corridor below.

After a moment, he looked up at a spot on the ceiling of the hallway and took a closer look.

This is the closest point to the outside world, and it is also the weakest place in this space. Before Sarah had completely sealed off the space, it was through here that Helpo came to the "back of the coin".

As you can imagine, Helbo is also very likely to find a way to get out of here.

But after another closer inspection, Maca found that he didn't seem to have chosen the position he had come in again.

"Not here either, and the most likely place to escape is not damaged...... So where else would he be hiding? ”

After a while, after coming to the end of this underground corridor, Maca couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

The entire back space was closed, and there was no damage or destruction - of course, if Helbo really wanted to destroy the space barrier, Sarah would have found out in the first place.

So, where the hell is that guy?

"If I'm stuck here......"

Spatial movement cannot be done in two spaces that are isolated from each other, and even the portkey can only be transferred within this limited interior.

And if you want to get out, it seems that you can only forcibly open up the space on both sides.

Thinking about it, Maca raised her head again to look up, but then she still frowned slightly and shook her head.

For now, he can only think that Helbo hasn't left here yet, but because of some special hiding method, he has searched from top to bottom and still found nothing.

Just as Maca was pondering, he suddenly felt a magical reaction somewhere upstairs, which made him feel a little moved.

At this moment, the possibility of luring him over is obviously not small. But without any clues, to see it with his own eyes became the only change that might help him solve his puzzle.

After a moment's thought, Maca didn't hesitate anymore and ran briskly towards the stairs.

"What kind of trick is it this time?"

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