Chapter 1276
"Bill, Arthur and Molly are helping to settle the asylum seekers inside! Go and see them! They haven't found a chance to go back since they came out to find your twin brothers... Now you're here, at least you can accompany them."
Behind the counter of the Leaky Cauldron bar, Lupin stopped his work slightly and spoke to bill Weasley who was walking this way from the door.
On the other hand, after hearing Lupin's words, Bill stared slightly surprised around the long table open in the middle.
"Fred and George? What happened to them?"
Obviously, bill, who had just returned to London, was not aware of Fred's and George's little accident. However, Lupin knew this. When he asked, he quickly explained:
"In fact, when the fog first rose, they happened to be in Diagon Alley with their new wife. So as soon as the fog was delayed and the enemy came, they couldn't rush back in time... Well, but don't worry, they'll be in San Mungo later. The news came quite quickly."
"Oh, I seem to have missed a lot of things," said bill, relieved and gathered in front of the bar. "I see. I'll go and see my mother in a minute... But before that, I have to tell you something."
"Is it Charlie's business?" lupin immediately picked up a report and shook it for a few times. "Even if there is fog everywhere in the city, someone can always see the goal of a Norwegian backbone Dragon - but I didn't expect that you just came back!"
"That's right," said bill, sitting down on the high stool in front of the bar. "I was also surprised to see Charlie riding a dragon. Of course, there's another more important thing - I made a total with Charlie and borrowed the Quidditch museum to get a third difficulty, so I'm mainly here to borrow..."
Because of the scale of the disaster, only two refuge points are indeed not enough. Not to mention that St. Mungo is already overcrowded. Even here in Diagon lane, the pressure to receive asylum seekers has become greater and greater.
After all, almost everyone in London will be in crisis this time. In the face of the powerful combat power of those tricky crazy wizards and black pupil collectors, ordinary wizards are not even much different from Muggle people - anyway, the curse of general intensity is really difficult to pose any threat to those difficult enemies.
To be honest, thanks to Haier Bo, this is the first time that most wizard people feel that they are actually so "close" to Muggles!
While lupin and bill seriously discussed the arrangement on the other side of the museum, on another high stool not far from them, Maka, who was invisible, sat there leaning against the bar.
In his hand, his same invisible staff leaned on him, and only he could see a stone ball with a slight red light.
That is, at the next moment, when bill and Harry talked about Harry's proposal and the final partnership between Charlie and Harry, Marca suddenly shook her finger in the direction of the door.
Then Bill and lupin heard a sound of "Bangla" outside.
"Owl?"
"Well, there may be new news."
They were talking, and soon an Auror guard hurried in with a roll of unopened notes and sent it to the bar.
"Remus, here you are!"
After handing lupin the note, the guard grabbed a handful of chocolate beans from the plate on the bar, waved his hand and ran out without looking back.
"These guys, knowing they don't need money, come and catch anyone passing by!"
While laughing and complaining, Lupin opened the note and glanced at it, so he immediately stuffed it into bill opposite.
"As it happens, it's about Harry and Charlie, you see!" he said happily. "Don't worry. They've solved two big problems for everyone - they'll have to stabilize the situation before Marca and halbo start!"
Obviously, although bill finally agreed to Harry's proposal like Charlie. But in his heart, he was still very worried - he and Charlie had already experienced the strange ability of those black pupil wizards.
This time, Marca deliberately sent this information, which really relieved bill who was still worried.
"Yes!" he carefully read the short message on the note, then nodded his head, "this message is very important. When I go back to the museum later, I can take it to you by the way - in this repressive atmosphere, it will certainly boost everyone's spirit."
While lupin in the bar agreed with this, Maka looked down at the staff not far away. He confirmed that his behavior did not cause any reaction to the stone ball above.
"Sure enough?"
Seeing this, Maka couldn't help knowing.
There is no doubt that his little move just now also had an impact on the "facts". However, even if he did not do so, the news would reach lupin and bill through other people's intelligence.
While actually changing some things, it will not change in the future, which will not lead to the intervention and interference of the rules of time.
In fact, this is equivalent to that Maka cheated others and himself and finally quietly saved the lives of all members of Hogwarts, but the scale involved this time has become very small.
However, this test is of great significance to Maka. Because he once again confirmed that the results he had studied without a stone ball as a reference were indeed correct.
Therefore, this tells him another thing - the so-called "limit" that drives the convergence of time rules may not lie in the impact of a change on the future, but only in how many changes have been "witnessed".
For example, if Maka goes back to the past and is confirmed that there are two him at the same time, this contradiction is likely to lead to the amendment of the time rule; If no one sees him, even if he stands back-to-back with his past self, all he needs to do is keep himself from being discovered by another self.
Even if he as like as two peas can believe that he is not Marka McLean, then he can stand up together with two identical faces.
"So... As long as we strictly abide by the rules of time, it can also be extremely tolerant?"
Maka sat on the high stool, gently stroking the staff in her hand and pondering.
Yes, he has obtained a lot of information from these tests, and has gradually explored some possibilities of time rules.
But, after all, this is all his conjecture.
In fact, he also knew that the depth of the three-level rule must be unimaginable to him at present. At present, these things I have speculated must be wrong. It is estimated that they are only some fur about the rules of time.
If possible, he really wants to communicate with the "future self" who can forcibly appear in front of him and talk to him... You know, according to his current inference, it is completely against the rules of time!
Just think how powerful the "future Marca McLean" who had never had time to say a few more words to himself was when Haier Bo fought such a big battle in order to touch the "death rule" which belongs to the same three-level rule.
Corresponding to this
Maka suddenly felt that she was getting more and more confused about the "suddenly selfish Dumbledore" - what path was the old man walking on the boundary of life and death?
"That's the real genius..."
After all, Dumbledore obviously had nothing to do with what was bothering him at the moment. Moreover, up to now, he has already given up complaining about the unscrupulous old man who left a pile of mess to himself.
Now, having confirmed another test result, Maka suddenly gently stepped down from the high stool, remained invisible, and went straight to the door.
There is still a little more than half of the test time left for him. He wants to make use of this time. The last one is doing a longer test.
If he can get some ideal results from it, he may not have to turn the time converter again to continue this experiment, which is only on the edge of danger.
There is only one life, no matter who. Even if someone can live forever, the dead must not survive. It is estimated that even if Haier Bo has mastered the death rules, he cannot be an exception.
"... no, who knows?"
Maka, who had just left the Leaky Cauldron bar, couldn't help shaking her head gently, and then walked step by step towards the distance of the street.
Behind the counter of the Leaky Cauldron bar, Lupin stopped his work slightly and spoke to bill Weasley who was walking this way from the door.
On the other hand, after hearing Lupin's words, Bill stared slightly surprised around the long table open in the middle.
"Fred and George? What happened to them?"
Obviously, bill, who had just returned to London, was not aware of Fred's and George's little accident. However, Lupin knew this. When he asked, he quickly explained:
"In fact, when the fog first rose, they happened to be in Diagon Alley with their new wife. So as soon as the fog was delayed and the enemy came, they couldn't rush back in time... Well, but don't worry, they'll be in San Mungo later. The news came quite quickly."
"Oh, I seem to have missed a lot of things," said bill, relieved and gathered in front of the bar. "I see. I'll go and see my mother in a minute... But before that, I have to tell you something."
"Is it Charlie's business?" lupin immediately picked up a report and shook it for a few times. "Even if there is fog everywhere in the city, someone can always see the goal of a Norwegian backbone Dragon - but I didn't expect that you just came back!"
"That's right," said bill, sitting down on the high stool in front of the bar. "I was also surprised to see Charlie riding a dragon. Of course, there's another more important thing - I made a total with Charlie and borrowed the Quidditch museum to get a third difficulty, so I'm mainly here to borrow..."
Because of the scale of the disaster, only two refuge points are indeed not enough. Not to mention that St. Mungo is already overcrowded. Even here in Diagon lane, the pressure to receive asylum seekers has become greater and greater.
After all, almost everyone in London will be in crisis this time. In the face of the powerful combat power of those tricky crazy wizards and black pupil collectors, ordinary wizards are not even much different from Muggle people - anyway, the curse of general intensity is really difficult to pose any threat to those difficult enemies.
To be honest, thanks to Haier Bo, this is the first time that most wizard people feel that they are actually so "close" to Muggles!
While lupin and bill seriously discussed the arrangement on the other side of the museum, on another high stool not far from them, Maka, who was invisible, sat there leaning against the bar.
In his hand, his same invisible staff leaned on him, and only he could see a stone ball with a slight red light.
That is, at the next moment, when bill and Harry talked about Harry's proposal and the final partnership between Charlie and Harry, Marca suddenly shook her finger in the direction of the door.
Then Bill and lupin heard a sound of "Bangla" outside.
"Owl?"
"Well, there may be new news."
They were talking, and soon an Auror guard hurried in with a roll of unopened notes and sent it to the bar.
"Remus, here you are!"
After handing lupin the note, the guard grabbed a handful of chocolate beans from the plate on the bar, waved his hand and ran out without looking back.
"These guys, knowing they don't need money, come and catch anyone passing by!"
While laughing and complaining, Lupin opened the note and glanced at it, so he immediately stuffed it into bill opposite.
"As it happens, it's about Harry and Charlie, you see!" he said happily. "Don't worry. They've solved two big problems for everyone - they'll have to stabilize the situation before Marca and halbo start!"
Obviously, although bill finally agreed to Harry's proposal like Charlie. But in his heart, he was still very worried - he and Charlie had already experienced the strange ability of those black pupil wizards.
This time, Marca deliberately sent this information, which really relieved bill who was still worried.
"Yes!" he carefully read the short message on the note, then nodded his head, "this message is very important. When I go back to the museum later, I can take it to you by the way - in this repressive atmosphere, it will certainly boost everyone's spirit."
While lupin in the bar agreed with this, Maka looked down at the staff not far away. He confirmed that his behavior did not cause any reaction to the stone ball above.
"Sure enough?"
Seeing this, Maka couldn't help knowing.
There is no doubt that his little move just now also had an impact on the "facts". However, even if he did not do so, the news would reach lupin and bill through other people's intelligence.
While actually changing some things, it will not change in the future, which will not lead to the intervention and interference of the rules of time.
In fact, this is equivalent to that Maka cheated others and himself and finally quietly saved the lives of all members of Hogwarts, but the scale involved this time has become very small.
However, this test is of great significance to Maka. Because he once again confirmed that the results he had studied without a stone ball as a reference were indeed correct.
Therefore, this tells him another thing - the so-called "limit" that drives the convergence of time rules may not lie in the impact of a change on the future, but only in how many changes have been "witnessed".
For example, if Maka goes back to the past and is confirmed that there are two him at the same time, this contradiction is likely to lead to the amendment of the time rule; If no one sees him, even if he stands back-to-back with his past self, all he needs to do is keep himself from being discovered by another self.
Even if he as like as two peas can believe that he is not Marka McLean, then he can stand up together with two identical faces.
"So... As long as we strictly abide by the rules of time, it can also be extremely tolerant?"
Maka sat on the high stool, gently stroking the staff in her hand and pondering.
Yes, he has obtained a lot of information from these tests, and has gradually explored some possibilities of time rules.
But, after all, this is all his conjecture.
In fact, he also knew that the depth of the three-level rule must be unimaginable to him at present. At present, these things I have speculated must be wrong. It is estimated that they are only some fur about the rules of time.
If possible, he really wants to communicate with the "future self" who can forcibly appear in front of him and talk to him... You know, according to his current inference, it is completely against the rules of time!
Just think how powerful the "future Marca McLean" who had never had time to say a few more words to himself was when Haier Bo fought such a big battle in order to touch the "death rule" which belongs to the same three-level rule.
Corresponding to this
Maka suddenly felt that she was getting more and more confused about the "suddenly selfish Dumbledore" - what path was the old man walking on the boundary of life and death?
"That's the real genius..."
After all, Dumbledore obviously had nothing to do with what was bothering him at the moment. Moreover, up to now, he has already given up complaining about the unscrupulous old man who left a pile of mess to himself.
Now, having confirmed another test result, Maka suddenly gently stepped down from the high stool, remained invisible, and went straight to the door.
There is still a little more than half of the test time left for him. He wants to make use of this time. The last one is doing a longer test.
If he can get some ideal results from it, he may not have to turn the time converter again to continue this experiment, which is only on the edge of danger.
There is only one life, no matter who. Even if someone can live forever, the dead must not survive. It is estimated that even if Haier Bo has mastered the death rules, he cannot be an exception.
"... no, who knows?"
Maka, who had just left the Leaky Cauldron bar, couldn't help shaking her head gently, and then walked step by step towards the distance of the street.