Chapter 1085 I Can't Do It

"Maka, can you save Christine... Please, please save her! If she just dies like this, then what's the point of me being alive... Maca?"

Looking at Charles' pleading eyes, Maca knew that this was the state that this man had endured all the way until now.

In order to hold on to the glimmer of hope of Maca, he put aside everything in his mind, which allowed him to temporarily ignore the reality that his wife was dead.

But now, Maca, which represents hope, has come before him, which made the grief in his chest no longer suppressable, and immediately spewed out.

However, Maca shook her head in embarrassment.

Can a dead person come back to life?

In some cases, the answer to this question can sometimes be yes.

Because people have different definitions of death, it can be divided into several types. For example, the heart stops beating, or the brain stops functioning. These were once one of the criteria for determining death by Muggles and even wizards in a certain period.

As for Maca, his judgment on death is based on the state of the soul.

In fact, from the moment Christine's eyes met those of the basilisk, her soul was destroyed under the rules of death.

In other words, from that moment on, her death had "begun".

And once the rules of death start, I am afraid that apart from the rules of time, there is no possibility of reversal.

But, time rules?

Thinking of this, Maca turned her head subconsciously, and saw another figure walking this way——the windbreaker wizard, didn't he just come here to seek a certain "reversal" moment?

In order to save the entire Hogwarts, he used the Time Turner to try again and again, and experienced hardships that ordinary people could not imagine.

And that was when he was the only "variable" at that time.

Now besides him, there is another time traveler here. In this situation where two "variables" exist at the same time, he simply cannot and does not dare to challenge the majesty of the time rule.

Because he understood that back then, walking alone was like walking on eggshells. If he is not careful, even he himself will get lost in the long river of time, and he may not even know how he died when the time comes.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the more you realize your ignorance. Even the research on the runes of the second-level rules is only half-baked, how can he have the confidence to touch the rules of time at will?

However, looking at Charles' pleading expression and Christine's lifeless face at this moment, Maca felt really uncomfortable.

As soon as he sees this couple, he will think of the way the three of them played the trident attack together. At that time, for him, an excellent newcomer, these two seniors really took care of him in every possible way.

From the usual training to the cooperation on the field, to the high fives when they win. Without them, Hogwarts would not have had the nickname "Score Slasher" which has been passed down to this day.

To be honest, without this friendship, Maca wouldn't have given Galleons to help them open any potion shop after they graduated.

After a moment of silence, Maca could only slightly close his eyes, and said softly:

"sorry."

He couldn't look into Charles' eyes, because he knew that the possibility of keeping Christine alive was not zero. But unfortunately, with his current ability, the chance of catching that possibility is even more pitifully small.

And if you can't catch it, no one will know what the consequences will be.

"sorry……"

Maca apologized again, even though his apology was of no value to Christine's death.

"I can not do it."

It's not "I can't save her", but "I can't do it" - Maca stood in front of Charles, bearing the cruelty of reality and gave the answer he chose.

After all, at this point in time, there are still many things he needs to do.

"... Maca."

Charles stared at him blankly for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. But at the end, he still nodded weakly, as if he finally accepted the fact that people cannot be resurrected after death.

Yes! Even a great wizard like Dumbledore is now sealed in an ice coffin for people to admire. Why does he think that Maca can save his wife who died in front of the basilisk?

Charles didn't understand the phrase "death is just another great adventure." At this moment, he only knows that people are insignificant in the face of death, no matter how powerful a person is, the distance between life and death cannot be shortened.

Charles, who was deeply saddened, paused on the spot, but had to let go of his grief for his wife's death again, and let the two children float in front of Maca.

"This girl is my cousin, and the other one should be her classmate or friend..."

Maca heard the words, and then opened his eyes to look.

"Muggle?" While speaking, he began to check the physical condition of the two children, "It looks like they were poisoned, but there are no wounds on their bodies... Where did you find them?"

While asking, he took out medicine from his waist and took out several bottles in a row.

"There should be a sewer there," Charles forced himself to calm down first, but his voice was still trembling, "There is a basilisk, and Christine is... just because of it..."

"Well, I see."

Maca could more or less understand Charles' state of mind at this time, so he quickly interrupted him, not letting him speak so forcefully.

"The sewer... is it gas?"

There are many subtle differences between the body of a muggle and a wizard, but overall the difference is not too big, and with a little modification, a potion can be used to heal a muggle.

Of course, this will definitely have high requirements for the healer.

After tossing several potion bottles back and forth for a while, two doses of potion were poured into the mouths of the two children by Maca. After a while, the complexions of Candice and Kevin improved slightly.

"Help me send these two children to the school hospital! They still need follow-up treatment... Oh, right! They are all Muggles, remember to remind Madam Pomfrey when the time comes."

After turning around and speaking to the wizard of Castle Blois who was standing aside, he didn't care if he understood or not, so he handed the child over to the other party—anyway, the one outside who knows English is also listening, which is unnecessary He went to worry.

After such an explanation, Maca turned to Charles again.

"The sewer system in London that can accommodate the basilisk's activities, right?" He said, "You should also take Christine to the castle first! I'll go to London to have a look..."

Even if he couldn't get Christine back to Charles, he could at least help the two of them avenge their revenge. What's more, as far as the origin of that basilisk...he sort of knows it well.

"I'll go as well."

Suddenly, the familiar hoarse voice sounded from behind, causing Maca to pause for a while.

"is it okay?"

"Well," Maca said without looking back, "Come if you want!"

The next moment, Charles watched the two walk out of the school gate one by one, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

...

Not long after, along the Thames.

The Thames River shone brightly in the morning, even though London was still cloudy at this time, it did not rain at all. There were cars passing by on the roads on both sides of the river, and there were many Muggles on the sidewalk, walking at different paces.

London, once heavily polluted and smoggy, is now a livable city.

Originally, it was a good idea to take a walk here in this nice weather, but the things he had just experienced made Maca not in the mood to enjoy the scenery by the river at all.

With a heavy heart, Maca and the wizard in the windbreaker walked along the river for a while.

Speaking of which, the entrance to the London sewers is actually not difficult to find. Soon, the two stepped into the dark and deep underground world together.

To be honest, as long as you know that the Basilisk is hiding here, it will be the difference between finding it sooner or later.

Once inside, Maca immediately released his acromantula, and asked these little guys to find the basilisk for him.

Waiting to see a large number of spiders crowding each other and crawling away in the waterway, it took a while for him and the wizard in the windbreaker to follow suit and walk slowly into the depths.

If he could detect the traces of magic power left by the basilisk first, maybe he could find the big guy who killed lives all over the world faster.

only……

I remember the last time in France, Hai Erbo was with the basilisk, and this time it is hard to guarantee that the two are not in the same place. If Haierbo is really here now, how to deal with him will be a difficult problem that he has to face.

There is no doubt that Hai Erbo is getting more and more difficult to deal with now, and it has been a while since the two met last time, and Maca doesn't know what the other party's current state is.

Of course, if it was just a head-to-head fight, he wouldn't worry about being at a disadvantage when he was with the wizard in the windbreaker. But right now, London is above their heads, and the existence of Muggles has obviously become a shackle that cannot be ignored. Once a war breaks out, it will undoubtedly be their side.

Maca pondered secretly while walking forward with the windbreaker wizard. As the two gradually moved away from the entrance, the surroundings became darker and darker. When they passed a corner, even the wall of the water channel that was close at hand was submerged in shadows.

In this seemingly endless darkness, the two of them did not use any light for illumination, only the sound of two overlapping footsteps echoing in the sewer, which was especially clear because of the incomparable silence.

I don't know how long it took, but when the two of them were walking in a rather wide passage, Maca suddenly stopped and turned his head sideways.

"Wait," he said, "there are two little ones back, and I think . . . they may have found something."

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