Chapter 1300: A delicate time in the women's bathroom

To be honest, as long as you gradually get used to the dizziness, it's really wonderful to watch the feeling of time going backwards like this.
In this hazy field of vision that is not mist-like, watching people who have passed by in the past, and people who have passed by in the past meandering around like a cloud, really has the illusion of transcending everything.
I remember that the "future self" once mentioned that under what "thinking horizon", everyone squirmed like an ugly worm. Like this feeling, I'm afraid I can only experience it roughly when using the time converter.
Of course, if it is possible, this kind of feeling Maca actually does not want to experience even once.
But there was no way, in order to recover the fact that his decision could not be compromised, he again moved a small hourglass, even more time than the last time backtracked.
And if you have to say a specific point in time, it is naturally the night before the tragedy.
"call……"
The confusion of time back when the time was over ceased, and Maca felt that her eyes were clear, even if it was the ubiquitous fog, it seemed to become trivial at once.
After setting his mind slightly, he turned back and glanced at the window behind him.
This time, the retrospective location he chose was inside the St. Mungo building-you can see that even though the city outside was already foggy, the stars still flickered out of the window.
There is no doubt that the seemingly brilliant starry sky is naturally false, and it is only a scene created by magic. But because of this, the false night sky outside this window is easier to judge time than the real starry sky.
At this glance, I do n’t need any astronomical knowledge, nor do I need complicated calculations. Just looking at the moon ’s position, we can see that at this moment are the points of the night—it does not look like the real moon There will be slight deviations one night.
"Time ... well, there should be nothing wrong."
After a little confirmation, Maca looked around the "room". The lights here are relatively dim, and the damp air is a little cold, which is obviously not intended for people.
In fact, this is simply a bathroom ... and it's a women's bathroom!
"..."
Looking at this place where he would definitely not come under normal circumstances, Maca's expression seemed a little awkward.
But there is no way, because he knows that he will never come in if he is fine, so he deliberately chose such a place to use the time converter.
After all, at this point in time, the one who was in the past was also on the side of St. Mungo, and now should be silently patrolling outside for a small group of friends such as Luna and Hermione!
After looking subtly from one side to the other, Maca quickly managed her eyes, and then stretched out the door of the compartment closest to the window.
Then he hid decisively and locked the door firmly.
"Well, doesn't it seem to be different?"
While whispering secretly in her heart, Maca turned the toilet lid down and closed it, then turned and sat down.
So, after only a few actions that didn't make much noise, the bathroom was restored to quiet again. There was no movement except for a drop of water from time to time at the sink.
Maca, for a while, sat silently on the toilet lid in this compartment for three hours. During this period, he didn't even go anywhere, and didn't even move much.
"A bit cold ..."
Since there is another self not far away, although it is certain that he cannot enter the women's washroom at this time, he must also gather his magic fluctuations and perception ability at all times.
Therefore, the maca at this time is no different from an ordinary person, and no magic can be used. These three hours of "bathroom time" really made him feel the discomfort after a long absence.
"Well, besides the cold, my feet are a little numb."
As Maca was about to stand up and loosen her bones, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded outside, as if approaching the bathroom from far and near.
Suddenly, he got up halfway and sat back again, but his left hand had already taken out a dark pharmacy bottle that had been prepared from his waist.
Needless to say, the reason why he would be in a daze here is of course to wait for someone.
"Ah! No!"
Suddenly, Maca's complexion changed slightly, and the potion bottle he had just got in his hand was then put back into his waist pocket.
Immediately after that, his expression became more subtle.
The next moment, I could only hear a faint voice in the corridor outside the door:
"Hermione?"
"Oh ... Maca? It's so late, you ... why haven't you slept yet?"
"I? Well, I'll fall asleep soon."
"Uh, oh ..."
The voice didn't fall, the sound of footsteps sounded again, and it should still be Hermione's right to listen to the light pace. But before she could take a few more steps, Maca in the outer hallway 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 really recommend it."
"Ah, no ... no, I don't go downstairs." Then he heard Hermione's voice, it seemed a little less straightforward, "I just ... um ..."
"Oh, I said, I don't have to ask where you are going."
"……Ok."
That's it, this short conversation is over. But you can hear that at the time, Maca still guessed what Hermione was going to do at night, so although she still talked a little uneasily, she didn't make Hermione too embarrassed.
As Hermione's footsteps sounded again, Maca, who was sitting on the toilet lid, shook her head silently—how did you forget that?
He was thinking, Hermione in the outside corridor also gradually walked to the door of the bathroom. After a "squeak" opening door sounded, Hermione ... came in.
In the compartment, Maca pursed her lips, then consciously extended her fingers to block her ears.
He couldn't help feeling a little lucky now, fortunately, he thought carefully enough and chose this compartment located in the deepest part of the bathroom. In the event that she is selected in the front, although Hermione estimates that she won't ask more if she can't open, but who knows if she might have a sudden idea?
However, I didn't know if I was afraid of what would happen. Suddenly, Maca heard that the footsteps did not stop in the outer compartment, but was getting closer to her side ...
what happened? Does Hermione have the habit of picking the innermost compartment?
"It doesn't seem to be useful to plug your ears? You should still hear--"
Maca thought so, she put her hands down quite helplessly, and then stared straight at the door of the compartment close by.
At the same time, another potion was already in his hand.
As long as Hermione didn't speak, he wouldn't have to say anything; if Hermione spoke, he seemed to have to take a small sip of the potion-voicing potion that he would only use afterwards to adjust to it.
Fortunately somehow, Hermione's pace stopped suddenly outside the door of this compartment ... she neither stretched the door nor moved again, and for a while the quietness in the bathroom again.
"Is it looking at the moon in the window?"
Although the scenes outside the windows are fake, what they say is a product of magic, and the effect is even better than the Muggle display. If you just look at the moon and see the misty night London to relieve your mood, it will be all right.
After a few moments, the sound of footsteps sounded again. Maca thought she was going back, but she naturally chose the compartment closest to the window.
"Click."
"Oh, sorry-I don't know anyone inside."
In just this sentence, Hermione outside was busy walking away. As soon as Maca heard it, she didn't need to take the potion anymore, she just squeezed her throat and said "um".
Hermione obviously had no doubt about him, and chose to use it in the middle of a compartment. She quickly washed her hands and left from the doorway.
At this time, Maca, who was in the deepest compartment, could not help but secretly apologize for hearing the sound that she should not have heard.
"Well, this file is broken, and you can never say anything about it in the future ... just to be safe, take this memory away ..."
I don't know if Dumbledore's habit of extracting and storing memories is because he listened too much when he was young, or simply watched some spicy eyes, and finally developed it.
Thinking for a moment, Makat poked his lips, leaving this messy thought aside.
After Hermione's departure, it took about another two hours or so ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Maca, who had begun to think about certain magical principles, finally heard a slight footstep coming from the door.
This shocked him immediately, regained the thoughts that had already circulated, and quickly repeated in his mind the action plan that had been planned in advance.
At the same time, after hearing that the steps outside were obviously messy and irregular, Maca was even more sure that this time was right.
In terms of Luna's dazzling walk, let alone sleep at night, even during the day, it seems like sleepwalking. As long as it is someone who is familiar with her, it is usually not wrong.
Plus Maca remembers that Luna ate another apple and a cup of tea after dinner today. The possibility of coming to the bathroom at night is naturally high.
"Uh……"
But while focusing, Hermione, who had just come, reminded him of something.
"Yes, um ... let's wait until she's done! Or else ... doesn't seem to be good?"