Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1258: Reversed order

Why don't you do it? What is he waiting for?

Seeing that Maca had quietly appeared behind the other party, but just standing there, without any further action for a long time, Old Witt was very puzzled.

But he didn't know that Maca was still troubled by that inexplicable strange feeling. Although his eyes were fixed on the subordinate of Helbo in front of him, his mind was put elsewhere.

"Yes, there must be something wrong...what is it that I have overlooked?"

Maca stood behind the sofa, and paused in silent thought for a moment. It wasn't until the old Patriarch, who was sitting behind the desk, waited so nervously that he seemed to have recovered a little, and he stretched out his hand and patted the back of the head in front of him lightly.

Immediately, Old Werther saw the nasty dark wizard shook his whole body suddenly, and then he collapsed on the sofa as if he had lost his strength.

Maca doesn't care much about it.

I saw him in the slightly stunned gaze of the old Patriarch, walked around to the sofa and pulled the dark wizard to the floor, and then sat down by himself.

"He--"

"Oh, Mr. Witt, please don't talk first."

Old Witt was just about to speak when he heard Maca interrupt him.

"I have something to think about, so please be quiet for a while...well, by the way, if you have a time converter at the Witt family, please help me find it out."

After that, Maca sat on the sofa, folded his arms, folded his legs, and fell into thinking again.

"Time...converter?"

Perhaps most modern wizards are not very clear about the principle of the thing, but the old Witt knows the substance that naturally adheres to the rules of time—the sand of time.

But it is precisely because of this that he understands more than most other wizards, the terrible rules of touching time.

"No, our Werther family doesn't have that kind of thing!"

"Really?" Maca said somewhat absent-mindedly, "That's really bad news..."

Looking at Maca's casual response, he didn't mean to speak again, and Old Witt could only calm down and wait.

But who knows that after ten seconds, the dark wizard who was pushed to the floor by Maca flicked slightly. Immediately the old Patriarch saw that there was an extra magic wand in his hand, and he faintly pointed to Maca on the sofa.

When he saw him, he was thinking of reminding him, but he didn't expect that Maca, who was still immersed in his thoughts, could easily spot the little action on the floor.

"Huh?"

While being slightly surprised, both the old Witt and the black wizard lying on the ground only felt a flower in front of them, and then the magic wand had reached Maca's hand.

"Has the soul been transformed by Helbo? Well, no wonder...If there is no way to defend against the attacks of the soul magic, then it will not be sent here."

Maca murmured softly, and while backhanding the wand he had stolen, he waved the wand backhanded, and a bit of icy cold instantly enveloped the one on the floor.

Along with the freezing sound of "click," this time, the other party apparently couldn't move at all.

At this moment, it seemed that Old Werther didn’t want to wait any longer, and suddenly he said:

"McLean, are you planning to use the time converter to stop Helbo in advance? No, you can't do it—the rules of time are never something humans can touch!"

"As far as some ancient documents in my Witt family record, the order of time cannot be reversed, and there is absolutely no possibility that what has happened will be changed. Those wizards who try to disrupt the rules of time often end up missing, and no one knows. What have they encountered in the long river of history..."

"Well, I know...huh?"

Maca, who was responding casually, suddenly seemed to have noticed something, and gave a soft hey.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"I said, those wizards who disturb time will end--"

"No, it's not this sentence," Maca immediately interrupted, "One more sentence."

Old Witt did not know what Maca was thinking, but since the other party asked, he can only recall:

"Are you asking... "The order of time cannot be reversed, and what has already happened cannot be changed"?"

But Maca just nodded to himself, and said to himself suddenly:

"The order of time cannot be reversed...yes, it turns out that I have missed the order!"

While speaking, Maca abruptly stood up from the sofa, waved his hand at Old Werther, and walked to the door. As he walked, he thanked:

"Thanks to the old gentleman's reminder...well, I have to go first. The guy on the ground is not dead yet, so you don't have to worry about what Helbo will detect-if you don't want to cause trouble, just leave it as it is. That's it."

"Wait for me!" Old Witt hurriedly called to him, "There is also the demon summoning technique! If this ritual is completed by that guy, the entire magical world will be--"

When Maca heard the words, he just pampered a little at the door, without turning his head back:

"Needless to say, I have already learned about those things."

Before the voice was over, the door of the study was silently closed, completely covering Maca's back. Old Witt looked in the direction of the door, his still half-open mouth moved again, but finally he closed it reluctantly.

Does he already know the horror of Demon Summoning?

Really?

……

Let’s not mention the Demon Summoning Technique, at least now Maca finally understands what the lingering strange feeling in his heart is.

Yes, he realized that he seemed to have remembered the order of two things in the wrong order, so that he had overlooked an inconspicuous possibility.

Remember that at Knott's house earlier, Maca discovered that the time converter that the other party took out was a fake. It was a product of polymorphism he used to exchange for the real thing in the past.

However, the time when Knott and McNeill were taken by Voldemort to ambush him by the Department of Mysteries was long before he returned to the Time Hall to take the time converter.

At that time, there was no fake time converter made by him in the cabinet of the time hall!

Thinking about it this way, the problem obviously became clear—perhaps as Knott’s first reaction at the time, Walton McNeill, indeed lied to him.

But perhaps, McNeill actually didn't know that this time converter was a fake.

However, no matter what the possibility is, Walton McNeill, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic and a former Death Eater, stole two time converters one after another. I am afraid that this point has not gone away.

Not long after, Maca hurriedly left the Witt’s mansion, and soon returned to the alley in front of Nott’s house.

"Tuk Tuk."

After reaching out and knocking on the door, he waited for a while before he heard a familiar sound of footsteps inside the door in front of him.

It was Knot's daughter Joey who came to open the door for him.

When the little girl saw Maca appearing outside her door again, she was somewhat confused and stunned.

"First, sir?"

"Your father is still at home? I have something wrong, so I have to look for him again."

"Ah...hmm."

Probably because of seeing his father's respectful attitude towards Maca, Joey didn't dare to give Maca to the gate this time. Hearing this, he immediately opened the door and stepped aside.

Looking at Joey's silent look with her head down, Maca patted her head easily before walking straight into the house.

"Mr. Knott, come down! I have something to ask for your help--"

Mrs. Parkinson has naturally gone back long ago, and there is no one in this living room right now. Maca stood still in the middle, raised his head and yelled upstairs.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a trot upstairs, and Knott hurriedly ran down the stairs from the upper bedroom.

"Mr. McLean? Why are you..."

He just said the beginning, and he felt that it was a bit wrong to say that, for fear that an inadvertent wording would annoy Maca. So even though he complained in his heart, a little smile quickly appeared on his face, and he turned to a little embarrassed:

"Well, I mean--Mr. McLean, is there anything else I need to do?"

"Of course it's about the time converter," Maca said immediately, "I remember Miss Parkinson told me earlier that when Voldemort led people to ambush me at the Ministry of Magic, you and McNeill were among them... …"

"No, no, there is no such thing!" Knott quickly denied, "I don't know if McNeil, but I definitely didn't...really!"

Seeing that he tried to deny it, Maca just waved his hand and said calmly:

"Don't worry, I don't mean to pursue it-I just want to confirm that McNeill's time converter was actually stolen at that time?"

"Oh, this..." Nott nodded hesitantly, "Yes, it was indeed at that time."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Maca repeated again.

This time, Nott obviously hesitated for a longer time, but he nodded again under Maca's gaze.

"Yes~IndoMTL.com~I saw it with my own eyes."

After Maca heard this, he nodded slightly:

"That's good... In that case, you take me to McNeill's house! If you can find something this time, you don't need to enter Azkaban again."

This promise of Maca can be said to be of great significance to Knott. Thinking that he might no longer need to stay at home like this in the future, he couldn't help but get excited.

However, Maca only promised not to enter Azkaban again, did he?

Looking at Knott, whose smile on his face became more intense, Maca immediately pointed to the doorway and urged:

"Let's go now! Lead the way...I'm in a hurry."

"Oh, okay, of course!" Nott hurried forward, eagerly saying, "Don't worry! Mr. McLean, you will be there soon..."

Maca shook his head, then even followed.