Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1552: Unsolvable mess

The time converter is still the time converter. It has been hung on Delphi's chest, and the golden chain is still shining with delicate luster.

If you look for the outer ring side of the fixed hourglass rotor, you can still see the words "Delph McLean" carved by Maca not long ago. After more than ten years of rubbing, the nicks on it have already lost their original edges and corners, and the letters have become much softer.

It can be said that that is proof that Maca challenged the rules of time in order to change her destiny, and it is also the greatest interpretation of her affection for Maca, the "father".

Today, there are not many time converters left in this world, and the one with Macato in the palm of the hand is probably the most significant of them.

Holding it in his hand now, Maca only feels heavy, because it carries the destiny and future of too many people after all.

"What should I do?"

Even though Maca has experienced many time travels, in fact, it is precisely because of this that he understands the difficulties.

Let’s not talk about physical wear and tear, it is extremely difficult to find a way out of the tens of thousands of possibilities.

And most importantly, this time, the difficulties he will face are really extraordinary.

Luna’s death... Delphi’s death... A plan against Helbo... The attack of an army of living corpses... Everything is closely intertwined, and I want to be singled out from this mess Every thread feels impossible to start.

What's more, even if he tried his best to get Luna and Delphi to escape this deadlock, what about next time? What about next time?

If this nightmare cycle is not completely solved, repeated interference will only make the future full of unknowns. If you just pull the entangled thread randomly, it will only make it more tangled and tighter.

Well, in fact, this mess is now very tightly entangled, so tight that it is doubtful whether it has been tied to a knot.

"Where is the problem...?"

Maca did not remove the time converter from Delphi’s neck, he just gently hugged the opponent’s icy body, held the hourglass pendant and her hands tightly in his hands, and searched silently. The answer lies.

Pictures from memory are constantly flying through his mind, starting from Wu Zi’s plan to deal with Helbo, to the fierce battle with Helbo at Hogwarts, to the fight against the army of living corpses. Marching, the fog shifting to Canterbury, Haierbo suffered a loss and became angry, Harry was seriously injured, Luna and Delphi died...

This plan is obviously not complicated. Maca just took advantage of Helbo's arrogance after getting the devil's body, and got him hooked by the fact that he was not attacked by the army of living corpses.

Speaking of the biggest problem in this plan, perhaps it is that Maca’s current strength and exhaustion can only make Haierbo suffer a big loss, but he will not be able to complete his work.

However, according to Maca's original idea of ​​formulating this plan, he had never thought about eliminating Haierbo through this plan.

All he wants is to postpone it for a day, because there is another big event now that can't be delayed.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow night is the time for the meteorite to fall to Hogwarts."

Suddenly, Maca looked up at the sky, but then immediately shook his head again.

The plan to make this day for himself was a failure, and the price Maca paid for it was too great for him to bear.

"It's not time to think about this, anyway...you have to figure out what's wrong with you."

Not long after, Macafu lowered his head again and whispered while looking at Delphi's face, who had already closed his eyes.

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The breeze flows gently in the streets and lanes of Spiral Town, touching the canopy of the lush trees beside the road; the afternoon sun shines through the swaying branches and leaves, leaving behind on the Maca who quietly appeared here Little shaking spots.

It is clear that the living corpses outside are marching, and a large number of wizards are dying every minute in order to resist the enemy. But in this underground town that has not yet been attacked by the enemy, the beautiful environment still reveals a sense of nature and leisure.

Perhaps, this is the so-called "Tranquility Before the Storm"!

"...April, I went to the lobby of the New Ministry of Magic just now, and I overheard... the situation on the front line seems to be bad! The enemy is too strong, our team is not strong enough, the front line It has crashed several times!"

On the opposite side of the tree where Maca was, some young wizards gathered in another shade. Since Maca has always maintained a state of invisibility, even if the two sides are only separated by an alleyway, they are completely unaware that there are others here silently listening.

"It’s okay, it’s going to be okay! We still have Mr. McLean. What's more, I heard that Mr. McLean’s classmates also had a lot of powerful wizards! For example... By the way, that's Immortal boy'! He has taken the Gryffindor sword to the front line!"

"Yes! And that Miss Hermione Granger~IndoMTL.com~It is said..."

The young wizards got together to discuss the frontline battles overheard from the lobby of the Ministry of Magic and what other fighting powers we have worth mentioning. Maca just listened casually, because it helped him recheck the point in time he was looking back.

When Maca accidentally heard that the other party began to discuss whether to call volunteers to help defend the front line, he suddenly nodded.

"Oh, these should be the members of the volunteer team supporting Hermione, right?"

It didn't take long for the young people to have almost decided to try according to the content of the discussion, so after assigning their respective tasks, they broke up on the spot.

Maca didn't care about their actions, but slightly raised her head and tilted her body, and glanced at the second floor window of the house next to her.

It can be seen that Delphi at this time did not rush to help after learning that the front line had collapsed, but just lay on the window edge, watching the group of "aspiring youths" leave in a hurry. At the same time, that pretty face gradually showed a trace of melancholy.

Yes, in fact, when Maca first found Delphi before, he had reconfirmed the fact that the magical fluctuations in Delphi’s body were already faint as the light of fireflies at this point in time. The state may be off.

"Sorry, Dad..."

Just as Maca looked at Delphi's bloodless face and observed carefully, he heard Delphi suddenly whisper softly upstairs:

"I might, I can't help you anymore."