"... Luna?"

Ron had just heard Luna's name from Ginny, and before he even had time to say anything, he suddenly heard a figure in a tent not far away suddenly penetrating the ceiling and flying into the air.

Yes, Ron found that the figure didn't rush out by himself, but was thrown out by a huge force directly breaking the tent roof!

"What?"

When she heard the news, Ginny suddenly looked back and looked along Ron's line of sight.

"Who... Is that?"

Just then Ron, who was squinting against the light, suddenly grabbed Ginny's elbow and hurriedly dragged her back.

"Come on, it's flying this way!"

"Wait, we have to catch him -"

Seeing Ginny struggling to save people, Ron knew there was no way to explain in a short time, so he simply pulled Ginny back.

Obviously, in terms of strength, it was Ron who was the big man. Ginny Leng was forcibly dragged away from her place and retreated to the middle campfire.

"Ginny, I can't explain to you for a while, but I promise, that's not a good man!"

"What are you talking about? Where will there be --"

Before she finished, she saw that the figure in the sky had crossed a parabola in mid air and hit the grass here quickly.

"Bang!"

At the moment when he was about to land, the other party seemed to finally cast a spell on the ground.

Suddenly, Ron and Ginny saw the figure suddenly cushion, dangerously and dangerously floating a few inches above the grass. That counteracted the impact of speed and scattered the turf and mud, so that the Weasley brothers and sisters had to step back and hide further.

After that, they saw that the figure lost its buoyancy and fell to the ground.

"Ma, Ma ka?"

Ginny fixed her eyes and immediately saw the other party's appearance. She hurried forward immediately. But before she took the first step, Ron grabbed her shoulder again behind her, and dragged it further.

"Don't go there, it's not... Er, maybe not..." he hesitated first, but soon shook his head and said decisively, "no! It must not be Maka!"

The real Maka, where can you be so embarrassed? You know, even when dealing with that "black" Haier Bo before, he didn't come to this level.

"What 'may not be' and 'must not be'? What the hell are you talking about?"

On the other hand, although Ginny asked so this time, her heel was nailed in place and did not insist on moving forward. Because she finally realized that there must be a reason why Ron held himself so repeatedly.

Anyway, Ron is her brother, isn't he? Even if it's often unreliable, it seems necessary to listen to Ron first when she doesn't know the situation at all.

What's more, "Maka" obviously didn't really fall.

It is worth mentioning that the momentum of dealing with the fall just now was a little too big, so that several asylum seekers who were busy around came one after another. They all looked surprised when they found that it seemed to be Maka who fell on the grass and was about to get up.

"Be careful, everyone. He is -"

Ron wanted to remind, but suddenly, a palm suddenly appeared in front of him and quickly enlarged in his eyes.

"Sorry! I think you'd better not think of doing such meaningless little moves in my presence."

Before the palm touched Ron or released any magic, Ginny saw that suddenly another hand leaned in the oblique stab and firmly clasped the other party's wrist.

The "Maka" who was held by her hand did not say a word, nor did she move further, as if she had been bound by the whole body and stopped there.

"Marca?"

As soon as Ginny looked back, she saw the man who appeared quietly behind her. She was surprised. She suddenly looked back and forth in a hurry, and then added in amazement:

"Ah, no... two marcas?"

"There's obviously only one me in the world, isn't there?" said Marca, standing behind her. "Well, you all stand back -"

At this moment, another Marca, who was gripped by her wrist, suddenly narrowed her eyes.

"As like as two peas," he turned his head lightly, and looked directly at the figure that was exactly the same as him. "No other thing, at least with time converter," he said.

However, just when everyone was confused and felt that he seemed to make sense, the other Maka smiled and shook her head.

"At least I haven't seen anyone who can go back to the past and chat easily with yourself... Well, you'll try to confuse everyone with these boring words. There's no need!"

As soon as he said this, the people around him only heard the sound of "bang", and a black flame quickly ignited from his palm tightly clasping each other's wrist and spread all the way along his arm.

"Ah --"

In fact, the black flame only climbed to his shoulder and stopped extending, but it didn't mean to extinguish at all. The burning pain that hit the soul was more terrible than the heart drilling curse. The pain made the other party fall directly to the ground with his arm in his arms and sweat.

But to tell the truth, the other party's willpower is obviously still there. No matter how painful it is, it just held back and didn't make a sound. Just let the sweat flow on the forehead and back, making people feel some palpitations just looking at it.

A moment later, namaka waved back and extinguished the black flame, temporarily relieving the other party's unparalleled pain.

"Change back to your original appearance! Then tell me, what exactly does Haier Bo want you as a 'spy'? And, did you want to abduct Luna just now? Why did you want her to go with you?"

"Cough... Cough..."

The figure who had not yet recovered from the pain was lying on the grass, breathing heavily and coughing for a while. After a rest, he frowned and said:

"I... I think it's you who want to change back -"

"It seems that you won't give up."

"Bang!"

The black flame lit up again, and this time it swept into each other's chest. The burning pain is not something that ordinary people can bear. Put it on ordinary wizards. I'm afraid it's already crazy.

Yes, just like Neville's parents!

However, the other party was still holding on with perseverance. Even if he couldn't say anything again after opening his mouth several times, he was stunned until the flame was extinguished again.

"Oh? I seem to admire you a little!" said another Maka.