Chapter 199

Behind the torn pages are long, diary like statements and exclamations. However, it was this little story that made Maka nod thoughtfully.

"I've planned to write it down before. So it seems that it's really written..." he said in his heart, "it seems that I'm not suitable for writing stories..."

As he thought, he turned back another page.

Probably inspired by the last story, this one tells his experience of dealing with snake monsters. In the future, there are werewolves, trolls, Dementors... And so on.

The narration is very plain, but the content is quite rich. It can be seen that in the process of writing these stories, the author himself is also savoring those faded memories.

From time to time, she could see some specious feelings, which made Maka smile.

When Maka turned a page again with a smile, the remaining smile on his face gradually cooled down.

Because in the blank space at the top of the story, these words are written in red ink:

"Plan failed!"

The handwriting was very scrawly. Although the font was still neat and smooth, Maka understood how anxious he was when he wrote this sentence.

"... what happened?" Marca couldn't wait to read on.

The words used in the later story are very concise. It is not so much a story as a report on the results of the plan.

At the same time, these words just put Maka's plan in mind on paper at a glance. When the plan went to the last step, the outcome surprised Maka.

In fact, since he received the detention investigation notice from the Ministry of magic at the end of last semester, he had preliminarily determined the plan.

Before the Ministry of magic came, Marca took the time to have a detailed conversation with Dumbledore. The conversation was open and frank. Apart from some secrets that must not be exposed, he told the respectable white wizard a lot of things.

Among them, the most important content is this huge plan with strong pertinence.

The beginning of this large-scale plan involving complex interpersonal relationships was the extreme event of his imprisonment in Azkaban.

Needless to say, Dumbledore contributed more than half to Maka's imprisonment in Azkaban in a very short time.

The other half, of course, is in Maka's perfect preparation to cover up her disadvantages with her advantages and persuade the Minister of magic Cornell fudge with clever words.

It can be seen from those "plan reports" that the plan went very smoothly at the beginning. These include Maka's escape from prison and the scene of the World Cup final. Of course, they also include the inaction of the Ministry of magic and the deserved satirical reports of the prophet daily.

Even, it includes the story that Marca deliberately let the slovenly ghost of talino spread and publicized Voldemort's return.

Combined with Marka's bitter meat scheme under the heart drilling curse on Voldemort's side and the deeds of releasing a group of death eaters, it can be said that Voldemort has believed 80% of Marka's position.

Maka wanted to do this because he wanted to get the "hutchpatch's gold cup" hidden in the Bellatrix vault without Voldemort's awareness

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"Tom Riddle's diary" - secretly obtained from the chamber of secrets;

"Ravenclaw's crown" - found in the house on request;

"Slytherin's pendant box" -- in black's old house, cheated from clencher, a domestic elf;

"Mavoro Gunter's ring" -- please Dumbledore, take it back safely from Gunter's old house;

"Harry Potter" - TBD.

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The records on the page are very concise, but it is already true that seven Horcruxes and five are in hand. Then, according to the original plan, he would pretend to fall completely to Voldemort.

When Hufflepuff got the golden cup, the whole plan reached the final stage.

However, the following content, even the handwriting has become much more neat, and the ink is far more vivid than the previous text. Obviously, it was a long time before I started writing again.

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How long has it been since I wrote on it? Let me see, it's been nearly three years? In these three years, I have been fighting against it, constantly absorbing the contents of the volume of truth, constantly studying the usage of rule runes, and constantly deepening my understanding of rules in the battle.

Wait, I think... I'd better start writing three years ago.

Yes, Voldemort died, but the plan failed completely.

Now think about it, I ignore the biggest uncertainty - how did he come back to life? The last battle was very difficult. The unknown power was beyond my imagination!

Using Rune array and Horcrux to induce Voldemort's soul resonance is very successful, and the weakening effect caused by detonating the soul fragment of resonance is also obvious.

Even the most uncertain link succeeded because of Harry's trust. Voldemort really can't use the old wand perfectly. Dumbledore's method really works!

But he didn't die, or Voldemort was dead, but he released something more terrible than Voldemort!

Hundreds of wizards in the British magic world have been controlled by "it", and they have become monsters wrapped in black gas.

But fortunately, "it" does not seem to have real consciousness, which is lucky.

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Obviously, things are starting to get worse. Just like the previous sentence - the plan failed!

From beginning to end, the purpose of Maka's plan is just to solve Voldemort as soon as possible in exchange for a peaceful life, but it seems that things are far from as simple as expected

After that, the above text is closer to the diary. Moreover, the number of times to write things has become a lot more frequent. But the content is nothing more than some trivial battles and casual conversations with Luna in her spare time.

Until dozens of pages later, the wordy words suddenly disappeared. Followed by a few scrawled words that made Maka's hair stand upright——

"Luna, dead."

Just a few words were written over and over again. Every stroke made every effort, and there were several places that almost scratched the thick parchment pages.

Seven or eight pages of paper were written repeatedly as if possessed by magic. The emotions and emotions contained in them were so strong that time could not dilute them.

Even now Luna is sleeping quietly in the hospital bed, within his sight, but Maka can't help sweating her palms.

Luna? How did she die? Why didn't I protect her?

Questions appeared one after another. Maka turned back several pages before she saw the next content.

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Yes, Dumbledore is right. I shouldn't be depressed... I still have strength. In that case, I can't abandon the lives of everyone around me because of Luna's death.

But it's a pity that Dumbledore paid the price of his life to let me understand this truth.

I shouldn't have let him go outside the castle alone to resist "it". If I had gone together, maybe the result would be completely different... Damn, what have I been doing in the past five years?

In the past five years, what else have I done besides brazenly pretending to be crazy and enjoying Hermione's wholehearted care?

Even Harry overcame his inner fear and really mastered the Gryffindor sword; Even Neville became a qualified pharmacist. Obviously, he was only good at herbal medicine; Even Ron is trying to become stronger and no longer be a drag

But what am I doing?

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In these words, there is a kind of regret everywhere. But Maka can understand that feeling. Yes, if something happens to Luna - no, he doesn't even dare to think about it!

After that, things seem to have progressed.

With the help of the bronze eagle, he found a clue left by roina Ravenclaw. Although the direction of the clue was very vague, it didn't even explain what was hidden behind the clue.

But one thing is very clear - the information involved in that clue is obviously the same as the "that thing" he is facing now.

The one who resurrects Voldemort should be an evil magic prop named "bewitching monument".

"... huh?"

While Maka was reading carefully, she heard Luna snort on the hospital bed.

"What's the matter?" Maka immediately raised her head and looked at her gently.

"... what are you looking at?" Luna vaguely stretched out her hand under the quilt and gently stroked Maka's eyebrows. "Don't always wrinkle, mom said, there will be wrinkles..."

"Your mother is right."

Maka smiled, but his heart could not relax... No way, no one can relax after such a terrible thing.

He looked back out of the window and returned Luna's hand to the quilt.

"Sleep a little longer, it's not light yet!" he whispered.

Luna nodded and gradually narrowed her eyes. Soon, with her breathing getting heavier, she obviously fell asleep again.

Maka looked at her face and looked at the previous heavy handwriting. The invisible pressure immediately made him a little out of breath.

The moonlight outside the window was still clear, and sometimes the night wind blew in through the window, carefully moving the curtains. All this seems to be not much different from usual. However

"This is really the worst day."