Chapter 1293

Although Marca was so relaxed when teasing Harry and Ginny just now, his mood is actually quite dignified.

After leaving the little couple, his expression, which was just light and bright, suddenly put away and walked step by step towards Luna's ward in silence.

In fact, he had just returned to San Mungo - it took him a lot of energy and time to study the rules of time and formulate a rescue plan, so that he finally made the plan until the dawn.

"Maka -"

You don't have to look back. Harry suddenly looked back for him somehow.

Marca grinned a little and moved the muscles of her face. Then she turned around again with a smile and looked at Harry running around the corner.

"What's the matter? Aren't you and Ginny going to Neville's parents?"

"Oh, yes! But before that, I have to tell you something..." Harry stopped in front of him and said, "Thomas and I met a large group of unidentified wizards on our way here - they all flew over our heads at a fast speed on broomsticks."

"Is it a low altitude flight?"

After hearing what Harry said, Marca's attention seemed strange, but Harry nodded quickly.

"Yes, it flew very low... Because it looked like it was rushing towards us, and I almost cut it with my sword!"

"Really?" Marca frowned and thought, "there must be something to help them fly so fast in the fog outside... By the way, do they look like halbo's people?"

"No, no!" said Harry at once. "I thought of it at that time, so I looked carefully. Although the Wizards ignored people, they didn't mean to attack others at all... Oh, and I seem to see a familiar male wizard there."

"Familiar? Who?" Marca asked.

"Er..." Harry recalled again, which was still a little uncertain. "That seems to be... Chris Johnson?"

"Who?"

When he said such a name, Maka was even more confused.

"Eh? Don't you know Chris?" Harry immediately spread his hands. "Muscle chariot Chris! The ace batter of the American feiqibao flyers once shot down five players of the enemy team in a game! I -"

"Oh, okay, I see!"

Marca waved her hand and stopped Harry, who was excited at the mention of Quidditch. Then he thought about it a little strangely.

"Quidditch players from the United States... Is it because the magic Congress of the United States has sent someone to support them?"

To tell you the truth, this possibility is not without.

However, due to the seriousness of this disaster, if one is not handled well, it may evolve into a large-scale war at any time.

Obviously, under such circumstances, it is good for the United States to maintain a neutral attitude of non aggression and non support. Even if the relationship between the two sides has actually been good in previous years, the current chairman of the US magic Congress may not dare to easily send someone to provide transnational support.

After thinking about it secretly, Marca nodded slightly to Harry and then said:

"I know this... Well, since those unidentified wizards will choose such a bold low altitude flight, it means that they are not afraid of being found. I think lupin should have got the latest news."

With that said, Marca patted Harry on the arm and suddenly turned to say:

"Go and find your Ginny!"

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"Dudu."

Not long after Harry left, everyone heard another knock at the door. After hearing this, the little friends couldn't help looking at each other.

"What did Harry leave here?"

Hermione ignored the presumptuous Ron, got up and went straight to the door. As the door was opened, she saw Maka immediately appear in front of her.

"It's not dawn yet, but... Good morning, everyone." Marca smiled at Hermione and then said, "don't stand at the door, let me in!"

I don't know what Hermione was thinking. After seeing Maka, her eyes became a little complicated. When dharmaka reminded me, she stepped back quickly as if she had just realized it.

"Oh, please, please come in..."

"Hmm?" Marca looked at her again, a little puzzled. "Hermione, what's the matter with you? Why are you so polite to me all of a sudden?"

"Ah... No, nothing."

Seeing that she didn't seem to want to say, Maka could only shrug her shoulders, and then naturally raised her legs and walked in. After entering the door, he waved it gently and closed the door.

As soon as he entered the ward, his eyes first fell on Luna lying on the hospital bed. After a few seconds on his pale little face, he moved his eyes to Thomas.

No matter whether the black fog on the other party's body is his own "masterpiece", this guy looks too conspicuous. It's really difficult for people not to notice.

"What is he doing? Why is he sitting there motionless?"

"Oh, this Mr. Thomas is asleep."

It was Percy who answered Marca's question.

"Sleeping?" Marca said with a smile. "It seems that Mr. Thomas has made a lot of effort this time. It's really hard for him."

To be honest, these conversations between Marca and Percy obviously didn't sound surprising, but Hermione and Delphi frowned a little.

The next moment, Delphi in the corner didn't speak, but Hermione spoke.

"Marca," she asked suspiciously, "don't you usually feel other people's state easily? Why... Are you hurt?"

"Ah?" Marca was stunned immediately. Then she couldn't help sighing Hermione's sharp mind. "No, no, I'm fine! Just because I need it, I put away my perception temporarily - don't worry, it's really all right!"

As he spoke, he hammered himself in the chest, his face full of smiles intended to comfort each other.

But Hermione could not be so relieved. She hurried up to Marca, patted his arm and touched his leg. It was a little relief to find that there really didn't seem to be any injury.

"I said it's okay! Don't you believe it..." Maka smiled helplessly and shook her head. "But thank you for your concern."

After saying this, he stopped and went straight to the hospital bed.

It is worth mentioning that on his way there, he seemed to take a casual look in the direction of Delphi, who always sat in the corner and didn't talk much.

It can be seen that Delphi's beautiful eyes seem to contain an unspeakable complaint.

"First of all, there's good news!" Marca stood beside Luna and said directly instead of looking at Delphi's expression. "I've found a way to save Luna... If there's no accident, I should be able to let her open her eyes again before dawn."

When he heard this, Delphi's face was a little more unspeakable. Seriously, at the moment, her mood has been so chaotic that she can't even understand herself.

Are you worried about your father? Or confusion about the future? Or... Are you hesitating whether you should try to stop it again?

For her, even if she fell out with everyone else present, it was enough as long as the "father" knew what was going on.

And even this time, Maka will also blame her... Although it must make her feel very sad, it's natural that she can't help it.

As a daughter who loves her father deeply, she is willing to sacrifice everything to ensure her father's safety.

While Delphi's thoughts were intertwined in disorder, Marca had almost no hesitation. After telling everyone that he had a way to "wake up" Luna, he said:

"But to make sure everything is safe, I have to take Luna away... Well, I'll take her when Harry and Ginny come back."

"That is to say, not yet?" said Ron immediately. "Then... What is the specific method? Can you tell us?"

"Oh, no! If you want to succeed, you'd better not say it before it's done."

After that, Maka simply sat down on the edge of Luna's bed and said to Ron and them:

"This point... You haven't had breakfast yet? I happen to have something to eat here. Would you like to have some together - and save some breakfast for San Mungo by the way."

Before he finished, he suddenly took out a picnic basket from his waist. Then he lifted the lid and took out a ham sandwich.

After he took one first, Fred and George, who were not far away, immediately ran over and held the food basket and happily distributed it to everyone.

"Oh, can we have all these?"

"We all want it!"

Although Huobao is a little more stable than before - after all, they are all married people, but they still show their jumping nature from time to time. Seeing this, Maka had to wave her hand and say:

"OK! Take it if you want. I still have some dry food here... Although those things are not very delicious, they are at least very hungry!"

Just halfway through, Marca saw Fred distributing pastries and suddenly handed a piece of chocolate bread to Delphi. However, Delphi just subconsciously raised his hand, but soon retracted.

Then she sipped her mouth and whispered:

"No, I'm not hungry."