Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1222: Loop

　　 No one knows who did it.

　　 It stands to reason that Kreacher definitely knows the people who enter and exit Black’s old house best. After Sirius turned this place into the stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, although Kreacher may not always come out to see people, he will definitely keep in mind who has been there.

　　Because, he has always been an absolutely conscientious house elf.

　　 So after asking Kreacher for Maca, but didn't get the answer he wanted, he knew that he could only think about it himself.

　　 "Dunger, you have to work harder today. If you are not sure about the information, please send it directly to Diagon Alley. The manning in London is equipped with Kingsley, so don't put too much pressure on you..."

　　 To be honest, Maca’s inner anxiety is obviously no less than anyone else. But when he saw Mondongues's expressions that hesitated to speak, he first suppressed the anxiety in his heart and said a few words to soothe it.

　　 He knows that many people are undergoing tests in this crisis. But to finally overcome this difficulty, it is always impossible to rely on him alone.

　　 After all, this time is not like the disaster caused by the Devouring Mirror. There are too many people who have witnessed all this and are caught in it.

　　 "Okay, I have to go now... After some time, Lupin should be back, then you can be less nervous."

　　Maca didn't stop at Black House.

　　The time converter stored here was destroyed, and he didn't have the time to further investigate who destroyed it, so naturally he wouldn't stay and waste time.

　　 At least until then, he has to check the rest of the time converter first.

　　 And Maca's next trip is the Ministry of Magic.

　　 Although he had taken five, there are still a lot left in the Time Hall of the Department of Mystery Affairs. Since he is very close to the Ministry of Magic at this moment, of course he can't choose to go further away without asking for it.

　　……

　　 After a while, the atrium of the Ministry of Magic.

　　Since Scrimgeour gave a speech here, some people have not left. They didn't return to their posts, but they didn't leave everything behind to escape from London.

　　People are always contradictory, especially when they are unsure of their own ideas. As for which side of Maca and Helbo can win, and whether the Ministry of Magic can reach the end, no one knows.

　　 Coupled with the fact that it is not safe at all outside, it has caused these cowardly Ministry of Magic employees to stay here all the time, and advancement is not a retreat, nor is it.

　　 And when these wizards with a little stiff expression saw that Maca actually appeared from the hall, everyone on the scene stood up from various places where people could sit down one after another.

　　 "Mr. McLean..."

　　 "Oh, Mr. McLean, how is the situation outside?"

　　 "Mr. McLean, now the British magic world depends on you, we will definitely support you!"

　　 Seeing these people hurriedly huddling around him, Maca could only shook his head secretly in his heart-he also knew that when the disaster happened, the helpless people actually occupied the majority. .

　　 Don’t look at this group of people who are still shouting and supporting him, but that’s just a talk, because those who are really willing to take action to show their support, it’s impossible to stay here and hesitate before.

　　 "Okay, I see... Let me tell you, I'm going to the Department of Mysteries."

　　Maca doesn’t even have to tell these people not to follow him, because he knows very well that none of these people who are full of hesitation will leave here unless there is a clear turnaround in the whole situation.

　　 But before entering the elevator, Maca was stopped by an urgent voice.

　　 "Mr. McLean!"

　　 "Minister Scrimgeour," Maca turned her head slightly, "Sorry, I have to go to the Department of Mystery to'borrow' something. I'm in a hurry now."

　　 "Uh, oh! Actually I don't want to delay your precious time, I know you must be busy." Scrimgeour trot to Maca's side, frowning, "But I really want to ask. One question-of course, just take what you need. This is completely fine. I can make up an item call application for you afterwards."

　　 "Well, that's okay! Thank you..." Maca nodded, "Then, what do you want to ask?"

　　 "I'll just ask a question," Scrimgeour heard the words, and then said, "As far as you personally estimate, the possibility of this crisis in London can be passed safely...how much is left?"

　　"'Is it safe to spend'...?" After thinking about it, Maca shook her head and said, "If you want to ask if you can go back to the order of the past... I can only say, maybe Sex is not without, but I can’t give you any guarantee now."

　　 On the other hand, Scrimgeour heard Maca’s completely bottomless answer, but still seemed to breathe a sigh of hope again.

　　 "This is enough, this is enough!"

　　 In fact, Scrimgeour had completely cut off the idea of ​​restoring normal order. Because the current situation in London is no longer a disaster for the magical world.

　　According to Scrimgeour’s connection with the Queen of England, this heavy fog in London and a series of battles in the fog have spread to Muggle groups outside London.

　　Even though the royal family and the prime minister are trying to control the news as much as possible, and the credibility of wizards and magic is not high in the eyes of Muggles, after all, this incident has begun to uncontrollably ferment in secret.

　　 Under such a chaotic situation, Scrimgeour could no longer imagine the possibility of restoring the original order.

　　 But now, he can still get an answer like "possibility is not impossible" from Maca, which is undoubtedly a hope born out of despair for him.

　　 So, what else is he asking for?

　　 "Mr. McLean, I will accompany you down-with me, no one will prevent you from accessing anything!"

　　The time converter is a research collection of the Ministry of Magic, after all, it would be great if it could be obtained and used in an open manner.

　　 Maca didn't refuse Scrimgeour's companions. He quickly boarded the elevator with the Minister of Magic, who had already had no master, and went down to the lowest level that the elevator could reach.

　　 A pure black rotunda, a circle of black doors closed tightly, and all kinds of magical fluctuations that can be vaguely felt across the door-there is no difference from the last time Maca came.

　　 The difference is that this time Maca doesn't need to tell which room to enter.

　　 "Mr. McLean, where are you going? I can show you the way."

　　 "Well, Time Hall."

As soon as 　　Maca said this, Scrimgead was taken aback, and then he couldn't help but whispered:

　　"Could it be that...what you are going to use is a time converter?"

　　 The Department of Mystery Affairs is a department that conducts research on various mysterious objects, unknown phenomena and powerful magical powers, and the Time Hall is a research purely to study the relationship between time and magic. Type hall room.

　　 In addition to all kinds of clocks with magic, the only thing that can be used is obviously the time converter.

　　 "Mr. McLean, then--" Scrimgeour seemed to hesitate, and after seeing him paused, he immediately said, "I know, based on my research on magic, there must be no way to compare with you. Yes, but as the Minister of Magic, I still have to tell you something."

　　"... Judging from the contents recorded on the research files, although the situations encountered by wizards who have used the time converter are different, many of them were there and never returned. No one knows. After using it, what will happen... Therefore, the conditions for applying to call it will be set very strict."

　　"And most importantly, the people who tried to change the past with the time converter have never appeared again!"

　　 In this crisis, the existence of Maca is very important to Scrimgeour. He doesn't want to look back and never find Maca again.

　　 So, Scrimgeour had to say this, and he said it very earnestly.

　　 "Yes, I know that it is actually very dangerous," Maca nodded, "So I also suggest that you don't let others call it in the future, and cancel the regular application procedures. ...But this time, I think I have to use it again."

　　Speaking of which, Maca added slightly:

　　" But there is one thing I can tell you-in the past, I have actually used the converter once, and I have actually changed some things... Oh, don’t let people write this sentence into the research file ~IndoMTL.com~ because it doesn’t make much sense."

　　 Due to Scrimgeour's hesitation, Maca managed to find the door of the Time Hall by his own sensing ability. After speaking, I saw that he stopped delaying, and walked straight towards a certain black wooden door.

　　 "Already used it? Then... hey!"

　　 Scrimgeour was stunned in the same place, and then he hurriedly chased after him. But before he could catch up with Maca's footsteps, he saw that the other party had opened the door of the time hall, and then stopped inexplicably at the door.

　　 "Mr. McLean, what's the matter?"

　　 There is no need for Maca to answer, because he just followed behind Maca and looked inside, even if he understood why Maca stopped at the door.

　　 "This... how could this happen!"

　　 The two saw that in the corner of the time hall where a large number of clocks were stacked, a delicate cabinet had been seriously damaged. Moreover, that is not a normal situation of destruction.

　　 I saw that the glass door of the cabinet was constantly changing from complete to broken, and then restored to completeness. The carved wooden planks of the cabinet were also falling to the ground again and again, and then automatically installed back, as if the time in that corner was already Completely separated from this world and became an independent cycle.

The scene of 　　 gave Maca a feeling of deja vu in her heart. ...

　　

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