Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1300: The delicate time in the women’s bathroom

To be honest, as long as you gradually get used to the dizziness, it's really amazing to watch the feeling when time goes back like this with cold eyes.

In this hazy vision that is not foggy, watching the things that have happened in the past and the people who have passed by in the past meandering around like flowing clouds, there is really an illusion of transcending everything.

I remember that the "future self" mentioned at the beginning that under some "thinking horizon", everyone wriggled like an ugly long worm. I am afraid that this feeling can only be experienced roughly when using the time converter.

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

But there is no way. In order to redeem the fact that his decision could not be compromised, he moved the small hourglass again, even longer than the last time.

If you have to say a specific time, it will naturally be the night before the tragedy.

"Call..."

The chaotic feeling of waiting for time to look back suddenly ceased, and Maca only felt that there was a clearness in front of him, even the ubiquitous gray fog seemed to become insignificant all at once.

After a little concentration, he turned his head and glanced at the window behind him.

The location he chose this time to look back was inside the St. Mungo Building—you can see that even though the city outside has been foggy, there are still stars twinkling out of this window.

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

At this moment, I don’t need any knowledge of astronomy, let alone any complicated calculations. Just look at the position of the moon and you can see what time it is in the night—it won’t look like a real moon. That way, there will be a little deviation every day and night.

"The time...well, there should be no mistake."

After a little confirmation, Maca looked around this "room". The lights here are relatively dim, and the humid air is a little bit cold, obviously not for people to live in.

In fact, this is just a bathroom...and it's a women's bathroom!

"..."

Looking at this place where I would never come under normal circumstances, Maca's expression seemed a bit embarrassing.

But there is no way, because he clearly knows that he will never come here if he is fine, so he deliberately chose such a place to use the time converter.

After all, at this point in time, the past self was also on St. Mungo's side. At this moment, he should be outside silently patrolling Luna, Hermione and other friends!

After looking at the left and right delicately on her face, Maca hurriedly managed her eyeballs, and then stretched out her hand to open the compartment door closest to the window.

After that, he resolutely hid in and locked the door firmly.

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

Maca whispered inwardly to eliminate embarrassment, flipped the toilet lid down and closed it, then turned around and sat down.

So, only after so few movements that didn't make much noise, the bathroom returned to quiet again. Except for a faucet on the sink, dripping a drop of water from time to time, there was no other movement.

And Maca just sat on the toilet lid in this compartment without saying a word for three hours. During this time, he didn't go anywhere without saying anything, and he barely moved.

"It's a bit cold..."

Because there is another self not far away, although he is sure that he cannot enter the women's bathroom at this time, he must also keep his magic fluctuations and perception abilities at all times.

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

"Well, besides the cold, my feet are still a bit numb."

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

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

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

"Ah! No!"

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

After that, his expression suddenly became more subtle.

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

"Hermione?"

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

"Me? Well, I'll fall asleep in a while."

"Uh, oh..."

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

"Hermione, you... well, I don't have to ask you where to go. However, if you want to go downstairs, I don't suggest much."

"Ah, no...no, I won't go downstairs." Hearing Hermione's voice, it seemed a little bit less straightforward, "I just...um..."

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

"...Hmm."

At this point, this brief conversation is over. But it can be heard that Maca at the time had guessed what Hermione was doing when she got up at night, so even though she was still a little uneasy, she didn't make Hermione too embarrassed after all.

As Hermione's footsteps sounded again, Maca sitting on the toilet seat finally shook his head silently-why did I forget this before?

As he was thinking, Hermione in the hallway outside gradually walked to the door of the bathroom, and after a "squeak" door opened, Hermione... came in.

In the compartment, Maca pursed her mouth, then consciously stretched out her fingers to block her ears.

He can't help feeling a little fortunate now, but fortunately he has considered it well enough to choose this compartment in the deepest part of the bathroom. In the unlikely event that she chooses the top one, although Hermione guesses that she won't ask more even if she can't open it, who knows if she has the possibility of a whim?

However, I don’t know if anything will come if I’m afraid, Maca suddenly heard the footsteps not stopping in the outer compartment, but getting closer and closer...

What's the matter? Does Hermione have the habit of using the innermost compartment?

"It seems that it's useless to plug your ears? You will still hear what you should hear--"

Maca thought so, put his hands down with some helplessness, and then stared at the door of the close-by compartment and continued to start dumbfounded.

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

As long as Hermione doesn’t speak, then he doesn’t need to speak; and if Hermione speaks, then he seems to have to take a sip of the potion that he originally planned to use later. Click it.

Fortunately, somehow, Hermione's pace suddenly stopped outside the door of this compartment... She did not reach for the door, nor did she move again. For a while, the bathroom fell silent again. .

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

Although the scenes outside the windows are fake, they are also a product of magic, and the effect is even better than that of Muggle screens. If you just look at the moon and look at the fog-free night London to relieve your mood, it's not a problem at all.

After a while, the footsteps sounded again for some unknown number of times. Maca thought she was going back, but she naturally chose the compartment closest to the window.

"Click."

"Oh, I'm sorry--I don't know anyone is inside."

Just like this, Hermione outside hurriedly walked away. When Maca heard it, she knew that there was no need to take the potion, so she just pinched her throat and said "Um".

Hermione obviously didn't suspect that he was there, so she chose the middle of a compartment and used it. She quickly washed her hands and walked away from the door.

At this moment, Maca, who was in the deepest compartment, couldn't help but secretly apologize for hearing something he shouldn't hear.

"Well, this file is broken, you can never say that you missed it in the future... To be on the safe side, please take this memory away when you are free..."

I don't know if Dumbledore's habit of extracting memories and storing them is because he listened a lot when he was young, or simply looked at some spicy-eyed things, and finally slowly developed it.

Thinking about it, Maca suddenly curled his lips, putting this messy thought aside.

After Hermione left, about two hours passed~IndoMTL.com~ Maca, who had already begun to ponder some magic principles, finally heard a faint footstep coming from outside the door.

This made him immediately energized again, regained the thoughts that had diverged, and quickly repeated the plan of action he had planned in his mind.

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

For Luna's dangling way of walking, let alone sleep at night, even during the day, it feels like sleepwalking. As long as it is someone who is familiar with her, it is usually not 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 high.

"Uh..."

However, while concentrating, Hermione, who had been here just now, made him suddenly think of something.

"By the way, um... let's wait until she finishes solving it! Or else... it doesn't seem very good?"