To be honest, as long as you get used to that feeling of dizziness, it's really amazing to watch time go back like this.

In this hazy field of vision, which is not foggy, there is an illusion of transcendence when watching the things that have happened in the past and the people who have passed by in the past meandering to and fro like flowing clouds.

I remember that the "future self" once mentioned that under the "thinking horizon", everyone squirmed like an ugly worm. I am afraid that this kind of feeling can only be roughly experienced when using a time converter.

Of course, if possible, this feeling Maca actually doesn't want to experience even once.

But there was no way, in order to salvage the fact that the plan could not be compromised, he still tossed the small hourglass again, and even more time than the last time.

And if I had to name a specific point in time, it would be the night before the tragedy.

"Hoo ......"

When the chaotic feeling of time flashback suddenly stopped, Maca only felt that it was clear in front of her, and even the ubiquitous gray mist seemed to suddenly become insignificant.

After a moment's composure, he turned his head and glanced at the window behind him.

This time, he chose to go back to the inside of the St. Mungo Building—even though the city outside was already foggy, the stars were still twinkling in front of the window.

There is no doubt that the seemingly glorious starry sky is naturally fake, a scene created by a magic spell. But because of this, the false night sky outside the window is easier to judge the time than the real starry sky.

At the moment, you don't need any knowledge of astronomy, let alone complicated calculations, just look at the position of the moon to see what time it is at night—it doesn't have to be a little off like the real moon, every night.

"Time...... Well, there should be no mistake. ”

After a little confirmation, Maca looked around the "room". The lights here are dim, and the humid air has a slight chill in it, which is obviously not for people to live in.

In fact, it's just a washroom...... And it's also a women's washroom!

“……”

Looking at this place where she would definitely not come under normal circumstances, Maca's expression was a little embarrassed.

But there was no way, because he knew that he would never come in here if he was fine, so he deliberately chose such a place to use the time converter.

After all, at this point in time, the past self is also on St. Mungo's side, and he should be silently outside at this time to keep vigil and patrol for Luna, Hermione and other friends!

After a subtle look left and right, Maca quickly managed her eyeballs, and then reached out and pulled open the door of the compartment closest to the window.

Then he took reckless steps and locked the door.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be any different, right?"

Murmuring to herself to eliminate her embarrassment, Maca flipped the toilet lid down and closed it, then turned around and sat down.

So, after only a few few movements that didn't make much noise, the bathroom was quiet again. Except for a faucet on the other side of the sink that drips a drop of water every now and then, there is no movement.

And Maca, on the other hand, sat on the toilet lid in this compartment for three hours without saying a word, during which time she didn't go anywhere, and barely moved.

"It's a little cold......"

Since there was another self not far outside, although he was sure that he could not enter the women's bathroom at this time, he had to keep his magic fluctuations and perception in check at all times.

Therefore, at this time, Maca is no different from an ordinary person at all, and she can't use any magic. The more than three hours of "bathroom time" really made him feel the discomfort he had not felt for a long time.

"Well, in addition to the cold, my feet are a little numb."

Just as Maca was about to stand up and loosen her muscles, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside, coming from far and near, as if coming towards the bathroom.

Suddenly, he sat back again, only halfway up from his left hand, but he had already taken out a dark potion bottle from his waist that had already been prepared.

Needless to say, the reason why he is here in a daze, of course, is to wait for someone.

"Ahh Wrong! ”

Suddenly, Maca's complexion changed slightly, and he put the potion bottle in his hand back into his waist pocket as soon as he got it.

And immediately after, his expression suddenly became more subtle.

The next moment, I could only hear a faint conversation in the corridor outside the door:

"Hermione?"

"Oh...... Maca? It's so late, you...... Why haven't you slept yet? ”

"Me? Well, I fell asleep after a while. ”

"Uh, oh......"

Before the words fell, the footsteps sounded again, listening to the light steps, it should still be Hermione's. But before she could take a few more steps, Maca, who was in the corridor outside, spoke again.

"Hermione, you...... Well, I'm not going to ask where you're going. However, if you want to go downstairs, I don't recommend much. ”

"Oh, no...... No, I don't go downstairs. Listening to Hermione's voice, it seemed a little less crisp, "I just ...... Hmmm......"

"Oh, I said, I don't have to ask where you're going."

“…… Well. ”

At this point, the brief conversation ends. However, it can be heard that Maca still guessed what Hermione was going to do at night, so although she still spoke a few more words with some anxiety, it still didn't embarrass Hermione too much after all.

As Hermione's footsteps sounded again, Maca, who was sitting on the toilet lid, finally shook her head silently - how could she have forgotten that there was still this stubble?

As he thought, Hermione in the hallway outside gradually walked to the door of the bathroom, and after a "squeak" of the door, Hermione ...... Came in.

Inside the cubicle, Maca pursed her lips, then consciously stretched out her fingers to block her ears.

He couldn't help but feel a little glad that he had thought it through enough to choose this compartment in the deepest part of the bathroom. In case she chooses the top, although Hermione probably won't ask more even if she can't open it, who knows if she has a whim?

However, I don't know if I am afraid that something will come, and Maca suddenly heard the footsteps not stop in the outer compartment, but are getting closer and closer to her side......

What's going on? Turns out that Hermione has a habit of picking the innermost cubicle to use?

"It doesn't seem to be useful to block your ears, huh? You'll hear what you should hear—"

Thinking so, Maca put her hands down a little helplessly, and then stared straight at the door of the cubicle that was close at hand.

At the same time, he already had another potion in his hand.

As long as Hermione didn't speak, he didn't have to; And if Hermione had spoken, it seemed that he would have had to take a small sip of the potion that he had planned to use later.

Fortunately, for some reason, Hermione's steps suddenly stopped outside the door of this cubicle...... She neither reached out to pull the door nor moved again, and for a moment the bathroom was quiet again.

"Is it looking at the moon from the window?"

Although the scene outside the window was fake, it was also a product of magic, and the effect was even better than that of a Muggle display. If you just look at the moon and look at the foggy night in London to relieve your mood, it's perfectly fine.

A moment later, the footsteps sounded again for the first time. Maca thought she was going back, but she naturally chose the compartment closest to the window.

"Click."

"Oh, I'm sorry - I didn't know there was anyone in there."

With that, Hermione outside hurriedly walked away. When Maca heard this, she knew that there was no need to take potions, so she simply pinched her throat and said "um".

Hermione apparently didn't suspect him, so she chose the middle of a cubicle and used it, quickly washed her hands and left in the direction of the door.

And at this moment, Maka, who was in the deepest compartment, couldn't help but secretly apologize for hearing a voice that she shouldn't have heard.

"Well, this is a, and you must not say anything in the future...... To be on the safe side, let's take this memory out when we have time......"

I don't know if Dumbledore's habit of extracting memories and storing them was because he listened too much when he was young, or simply watched too many things with spicy eyes, and finally developed it.

Thinking about it, Maca suddenly pursed her lips, and put this messy thought aside.

After Hermione left, about two hours or so passed, and Marca, who had already begun to figure out some magical principles, finally heard a slight sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.

This immediately shook his spirits, and he retrieved the thoughts that had been divergent, and quickly repeated in his mind the plan of action that he had thought of beforehand.

At the same time, after hearing clearly that the pace outside was obviously messy and irregular, Maca was even more sure that this time was right.

As for Luna's swaying way of walking, let alone sleeping in the night, even during the day it was like sleepwalking. As long as you are familiar with her, you will usually not get it wrong.

In addition, Maca still remembers that Luna ate an apple and a cup of tea after dinner today, and the possibility of coming to the bathroom at night is naturally very high.

"Uh......"

However, while concentrating, Hermione, who had just come, suddenly thought of something.

"That's right, huh...... Let's wait for her to solve it before we do it! Otherwise...... Doesn't seem so good? ”