Chapter 1259

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

Seeing that Maka had quietly appeared behind each other, but just stood there without further action for a long time, old Witt was very confused.

But he didn't know that Maka was still troubled by that inexplicable strange feeling. Although her eyes were staring at the man in front of Haier Bo, her mind was simply elsewhere.

"Yes, there must be something wrong... What did you ignore?"

Maka stood behind the sofa and clubbed in place for a moment of silent meditation. It was not until the old man sitting behind the desk was so worried that he seemed to have recovered a little. He stretched out his hand and patted the back of the head in front of him.

At that time, old Witt saw that the hateful black wizard was shocked all over, and then the whole man seemed to fall off his strength and lean on the sofa.

Maka doesn't care much about it.

In the slightly stunned eyes of the old owner, he walked around the sofa and pulled the black wizard to the floor, and then sat down by himself.

"He --"

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

Old Victor was about to speak when he heard Maka interrupt him.

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

With that said, Maka sat on the sofa, cocked her legs, held up her arms and fell back into thinking.

"Time... Converter?"

Perhaps most modern wizards don't know the principle of that thing very well, but old Witt knows that the material naturally attached with the rules of time - the sand of time.

However, because of this, he will understand better than most other wizards that it is terrible to touch the rules of time.

"No, we don't have that kind of thing in the Witt family!"

"Really?" Maka said more or less absently, "that's really bad news..."

Looking at Marca's random response, he lost the meaning of talking again, and old Witt could only calm down and continue to wait.

But who knows, that is, after ten seconds, the black wizard who was pushed to the floor by Maka suddenly moved slightly. Then the old owner saw that there was already a magic wand in each other's hand, and vaguely pointed to Maka on the sofa.

As soon as he saw it, he was about to say a word to remind him, but he didn't expect that Marca, who was still immersed in thinking, could easily find the little movement of the man on the floor.

"Well?"

At the same time, old Witt and the black wizard lying on the ground felt only a flower in front of them, and then the wand had reached Maka's hand.

"Has the soul been transformed by Haier Bo? Well, no wonder... If you can't defend against the attack of soul magic, you won't be sent here."

While murmuring softly, Maka waved the wand with a backhand, and the bitter cold shrouded the one on the floor in an instant.

Accompanied by a "Kerala" freezing sound, this time, the other party obviously couldn't move.

At this time, old Witt seemed unwilling to wait any longer, and suddenly said:

"McLean, are you going to use the time converter to stop halbo in advance? No, you can't do it - the rules of time have never been something that humans can touch!"

"According to some ancient documents of the Witt family, the order of time cannot be reversed, and there is no possibility that what has happened can be changed. Those wizards who try to disturb the rules of time often end up missing. No one knows what they have encountered in the long river of history..."

"Well, I know... Well?"

Maka, who was responding, suddenly seemed to notice something, and suddenly gave a light sigh.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"I say, those wizards who disturb time will end up -"

"No, not that," Marca interrupted immediately. "One more sentence."

Old Witt didn't know what Maka was thinking, but since the other party asked, he could only recall:

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

But Maka just nodded her head and suddenly said to herself:

"The order of time cannot be reversed... Yes, I remember the order badly!"

Just then, Maka suddenly stood up from the sofa, waved to old Witt 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, so you don't have to worry about what Haier Bo will notice - if you don't want to cause trouble, just keep it the same."

"Wait a minute!" old Witt quickly shouted to him, "and the devil summoning! If the ceremony is completed by that guy, the whole magic world will --"

When Maka heard the speech, she just stopped at the door and didn't look back:

"Needless to say, I've learned all those things."

Before the voice fell, the door of the study had closed silently, completely covering Maka's back. Old Witt looked at the direction of the door, his still half open mouth moved again, but finally he closed it helplessly.

He already knows the horror of demon summoning?

Really?

……

Not to mention the devil summoning technique, at least Maka now finally understands what the lingering strange feeling in her heart is.

Yes, he realized that he seemed to remember something in the wrong order, so that he ignored an insignificant possibility.

I remember earlier at nott's house, Maka found that the time converter taken out by the other party was a fake, a deformation product he used to exchange for real things.

However, nort and McNeil were taken by Voldemort to the Department of mystery affairs to ambush him long before he returned to the time hall to get the time converter.

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

With this thought, the problem became clear - perhaps as nort's first reaction at that time, Walton McNeil did deceive him.

But maybe McNeil didn't know that the time converter was a fake.

Either way, Walton McNeil, a staff member of the Ministry of magic and a former Death Eater, stole two time converters, which I'm afraid has not gone away.

Not long after, Maka hurried away from the Witt house and soon returned to the alley in front of nott's house.

"Dudu."

After reaching out and knocking at the door, he waited a little in front of the door, and then heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from the door in front of him.

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

When the little girl saw Maka appear outside her house again, she was more or less confused.

"First, sir?"

"Is your father still at home? I have something to do. I have to find him again."

"Ah... Um."

Probably because he saw his father's respectful attitude towards Marca, Joey didn't dare to shut Marca out again. Hearing him say so, he immediately opened the door and let it aside.

Looking at Joey's silent look, Maka patted her on the head and went straight to the house.

"Mr. nott, come down for a minute! There's something else I need your help -"

Naturally, Mrs. Parkinson has already gone back. At present, there is no one in the living room. Maka stood in the middle, raised her head and shouted upstairs.

Before he finished, he heard a trot upstairs, and nott hurried down the stairs from the upper bedroom.

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

As soon as he said the beginning, he felt that it was inappropriate to say so, for fear that a careless wording would annoy Maka. Therefore, although he complained in his heart, he soon piled up a little smile on his face and turned a little embarrassed to say:

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

"Of course, it's the time converter," Maka said immediately. "I remember Miss Parkinson told me earlier that when Voldemort ambushed me in the Ministry of magic, you and McNeil were among them..."

"No, no, there's no such thing!" nott quickly denied. "I don't know if McNeil is, but I certainly don't... really!"

Seeing that he strongly denied it, Maka just waved his hand and calmly said:

"Don't worry, I don't mean to investigate - I just want to make sure that McNeil's time converter was stolen at that time?"

"Oh, this..." Norte nodded hesitantly. "Yes, it was that time."

"You saw it with your own eyes?" Marca repeated again.

This time, nott obviously hesitated for a longer time, but he nodded his head again under Marca's gaze.

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

When Maka heard this, she nodded slightly:

"That's good... In that case, take me to McNeil's house! If you can get something this time, you won't have to go into Azkaban again."

Maka's commitment is of great significance to nott. He couldn't help getting excited at the thought that he might no longer have to stay at home.

However, Maka only promised not to enter Azkaban again, didn't she?

Looking at nott with a more and more strong smile on his face, Maka immediately pointed to the direction of the door and urged:

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

"Oh, yes, of course!" nott hurried forward, eagerly saying, "don't worry! Mr. McLean, we'll be there soon..."

Maka shook her head and even followed.