Chapter 1301 The Bed that Smells Like Dragon Manure

"Luna, I'm sorry... you should feel wronged here first! Well... although it's a bit cold here, it's better than losing your life in a while."

In the cubicle, Maca lightly touched the forehead of Luna, who had been stunned by the potion—the warm body temperature was the greatest encouragement for his time travel.

To be honest, Maca never wanted to touch her skin that was still fair but only cold.

After staying in silence for a moment, Maca couldn't help sighing slightly, then reached out and pulled out a strand from Luna's smooth blond hair, stuffing it into the potion bottle in the other hand.

In order to prevent being noticed by his past self this time, he couldn't use any magic, so he could almost only rely on the effects of various potions.

Therefore, accurately controlling the duration of the drug effect is one of the important basic conditions for his success.

This bottle of compound decoction is a special version of Maca concentrated with a large amount of medicinal liquid according to actual needs. Under the premise of prolonging the duration, it also has a certain degree of damage to the body, so there is a very strict control standard for the dosage.

However, in order to save those who must be saved, he even took the risk of being wiped out by the rules of time at any time. Just the possibility of potion poisoning doesn't seem to be such a big deal anymore.

After stuffing Luna's hair into the bottle and shaking it lightly, Maca brought it to her mouth and raised her head. The concentrated and thick liquid medicine slowly slid through his mouth, with a strong bitter taste mixed with acrid and burning sensations, even his patience could not help frowning again and again.

Feeling the medicinal liquid gradually fall into the abdomen along the throat and esophagus, from the mouth to the stomach, it hurts hot.

"cough."

After an extremely suppressed cough, Maca took a deep breath, and his face finally returned to calm. Then, with the violent wriggling of the skin all over his body, he first shrank a bit in height, and then began to deform.

The original black hair gradually lengthened and turned pale golden; the contours of the cheeks became softer than before, and the skin gradually became fairer; even the eyelashes seemed to grow a bit longer.

In just over ten seconds, Maca completely changed into Luna's appearance.

"Fortunately, I prepared Luna's clothes in advance, otherwise—"

As soon as he thought of this, he quickly shook his head, and his golden hair flew left and right. While leaving behind those things that should not be thought,

He took out another invisibility cloak from his waist, and covered Luna's body, which was tilted on the toilet.

"Wait here for a day - a day at most, and I'll be back!"

Having said that, Maca didn't hesitate any longer, and directly climbed the door panel of the compartment and flipped out from the gap above... As long as the lock of the compartment is not unlocked, there should be no chance that someone will go in and check it out of the blue.

Not to mention, the following day will be the busiest day for St. Mungo's in recent days.

...

"Maka, I'm back from the bathroom!"

In the corridor, while trying to adjust the magic activity in the body, Maca tried to imitate Luna's unique magic fluctuations as much as possible, and at the same time, he did not forget to say hello to the other self who was wandering in the corridor at the moment.

Honestly, it's by no means an easy task.

Now he finally knew why Luna hardly spoke that day, because it was already exhausting his boss just to distract and adjust the magic power.

But at least for now, he still has to imitate Luna's demeanor and say a few more words.

"Oh... it's kind of cold in there! I think there should be a fireplace in the bathroom too... It's so warm and comfortable!"

"Fireplace? Well, it's okay to install a fireplace, but the Floo network must not be connected. Otherwise, how scary would it be if one or two people suddenly barged in at a convenient time?"

Hearing that he was still in the mood to make such a joke at the time, Maca couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes in his heart-does he sometimes say such cold jokes that he thinks are funny?

"Well...it's scary, so don't pretend."

As he said this, he kept on stepping, and after shaking his hands wildly at himself in the corridor, he gently opened the door and successfully entered the ward.

very good!

It seemed that as long as he always paid attention to the fluctuation of his own magic power, he could still deceive him—it was him after all, and Maca was still very clear about how capable he was.

Seriously, though, this was the first time he'd been this close to his past self. Even if it was only for a few seconds, that strange sense of strangeness cannot be compared with other situations.

After the door of the room was closed again, Maca roughly judged the direction in the darkness of the ward by the starlight through the gaps in the curtains, and then walked step by step to the floor where Luna slept.

"Aw!"

It's really inconvenient not to be able to use the perception ability at will. He accidentally stepped on Ron's hand who was lying on the way. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately whispered:

"Huh? Ron, I'm sorry."

"Hmm..." Ron on the ground squinted his eyes in a daze, and then said helplessly, "Is it... Luna? Oh, it's okay... just be careful when you leave, and don't step on others gone."

"Oh."

In the darkness, Maka, who had turned into Luna, couldn't help raising her eyebrows—Ron is actually quite gentle on weekdays, so why are few girls like him?

Think about the people who once confessed to him, one is the not very likable Lavender, and the other is actually a boy. Well, he really...has no affinity for women?

Without saying anything, Maka quickly returned to the side of Luna's floor, then bent down and got into it.

"What's the strange smell?" He sniffed the inexplicable smell on the quilt, and after thinking about it, he shook his head suddenly, "It's actually dragon manure... What is she doing in her quilt?"

Although I have been in contact with Luna for a long time, it is not a problem to learn her usual behaviors, but sometimes Maca may not be able to understand some of the strange thinking of this girl.

"It's still half the night until the next morning! In short, let's rest for a while."

...

"Is it dawn?"

Maca cannot fall asleep, because he must always pay attention to controlling his magic power, so there is no possibility of falling asleep. Therefore, the "take a break" that I thought of earlier refers to lying quietly in bed for a while.

And after he waited silently for about four hours in this quiet night, a voice suddenly sounded from a certain bed, breaking the tranquility of the night again.

The reason why I say "again" is because this voice is not the first time it has appeared in these four hours.

"I don't know..." Another voice that had answered earlier also sounded again, "Maybe there are still one or two hours?"

"Oh! That's what you said just now... But I really can't sleep."

"Hold on! I want Ginny and the others to rest more! You know, they all fell asleep with difficulty, didn't they?"

In fact, the first one to speak was Ron who had been awakened by Maca earlier; and the other one who showed his concern for Ginny was naturally Harry.

"Well, yes, let them sleep for a while... I'll go to the bathroom."

Ron lowered his voice and whispered, then got up from the bed and moved his body a little bit stiff from lying awake for too long.

But at this moment, Hermione on the other side suddenly spoke:

"Okay... Do you really think we are all asleep? Don't be stupid... Ginny, I know you want to reassure these fools, but it's obviously pointless to do so."

"Ok……"

Ginny, who had to occupy one of the two beds in the ward because of other people's care, sat up now and pretended to rub her sleepy face.

Immediately afterwards, the friends in the entire room also opened their eyes one after another, and the eyes could barely see a little reflection under the starlight at the window.

"Luminescence flickering."

Hermione shook her wand, and suddenly, a soft light dispelled the surrounding darkness, and finally brightened the dark ward.

At this moment, Ron just caught a glimpse of the quilt that belonged to Luna, and it seemed that there was no movement. He couldn't help whispering:

"Hermione...well, maybe you should keep your voice down?"

"No, I don't think that's necessary," Hermione pursed her lips, and then said, "Luna, I think I need to remind you—if a person really falls asleep, the sound of breathing will become heavier of!"

"Oh...really?"

Maca, who was huddled under the quilt, pulled off the quilt after hearing this, revealing a messy blond hair and a pair of bright eyes.

"Hermione, you're amazing...you can know what you look like when you're asleep!" He teased secretly amused, "Like me...I can't."

However, Hermione obviously didn't want to chat with him much, and quickly went on:

"Anyway, since we can't sleep, why don't we sleep..."

"Then should we talk to Maca again," Ron asked immediately when he heard her say this, "You understand—discuss what to do next, there must be a plan, right?"

"Well, you're mostly right, we do need to talk to him again."

Maka, who had turned into Luna, just lay on the bed, tilting her head and watching these little friends discussing with each other about the fog-locked city outside. He didn't open his mouth to participate casually. After all, Luna usually doesn't take the initiative to express a lot of opinions at such times.

As a bystander, that blond girl has always been like this, silently watching and remembering everything around her.

It was hard to guess what she was thinking.