Chapter 904 All Feelings

"...It's time to go home."

"To be precise, it's time for 'you' to go home."

Maca waved at Hermione and the others.

"Get in the carriage, I will accompany you to the train station, today I will lead the team... well, I think Hagrid is already waiting for us on the platform with his handkerchief!"

Almost every time Hagrid sent the students home during the holidays, he was so sad that his nose was in tears, so Maca joked about it.

And perhaps as old students, Hermione and the others had already seen Hagrid's red eyes a lot, and everyone was amused by his joke.

But soon, Hermione, who also smiled, stretched her face again, returning to the reluctant look at the beginning.

"Maka, if... I mean, if you want, me and Mom and Dad don't mind if you... um, don't mind if you come to our house for Christmas vacation..."

Most of her words came from an impulse, so the more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and she might not be able to hear clearly later on.

As for Maca, although he could hear it, he knew that he had better pretend to be confused now!

"Of course, of course I am willing to—" he said quickly, "I will visit your house sometime, remember to prepare more delicious food then!"

Naturally, Maca couldn't really stay here, let alone other things, he has too many things to be busy this year's long holiday. Not to mention that he couldn't live at Hermione's house, even he himself might not be able to spare too much time for sleeping.

And after he rushed through the conversation, he immediately said:

"okay,

Let's all get in the car! I'll go over there and press again, and I'll be back later..."

While talking, Maca turned around and walked towards other carriages. Seeing that Hermione hadn't gotten up yet, Luna and the others who had already sat in the carriage waved to her.

Hermione, who stood there, glared at Maca from a distance, and then returned to the car.

"What were you talking about?" Harry asked curiously.

"Is there any meat between the skin and bones of thestrals?"

Hermione pursed her lips first, and then said angrily after a while.

...

Not long after, the Thestral carriage team set off quickly under Maca's organization.

Originally, from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade Railway Station, even if they walked faster along the way, it would take at least half an hour to walk. But under the tireless Thestral trailer, everyone soon came to the slightly crude pit entrance.

Watching everyone board the Hogwarts Express one by one, and then watch them stick their heads out of the car window and wave vigorously. Not only did Hagrid blow his nose again like a small trumpet, but even Maca was somewhat moved.

Parting is always embarrassing, not to mention that he originally planned to resign this time, but stayed because of an accident.

If he had successfully completed the "Star Reaching" step before, he should be forcing Haierbo to run around the world now, instead of staying on the train platform and silently waving goodbye to the little wizards.

"Maka, the train has run far away, we will go too..."

"Oh, no, I still have something to do—you go back first!"

After Hagrid slowly left with his already soaked handkerchief, he turned his head and glanced behind the pillar not far away, and said casually:

"Miss Miriam, why did you follow here? Didn't I say that you may not be safe now, and you can't easily show up in crowded places?"

The voice fell slightly, and there was a few seconds of silence, followed by the pillar before a bumpy figure came out.

She walked along the train's track extending to the distance for a while, and then said softly:

"That girl likes you, doesn't she?"

To be honest, Maca didn't expect the other party to say such a word suddenly, so he was stunned for a while. But when he reacted, the other party had already turned around and looked at him.

"Yes, you are right." Maca nodded.

"Then why are you—"

"You want to ask...why didn't I respond to her?" He shrugged, "Actually, I responded a long time ago, but she chose to stick to her own ideas..."

In fact, it is not difficult to see that due to Hermione's persistence, Maca has already been in trouble in this emotional turmoil.

I think he didn't establish a clear relationship with Luna at the beginning, and even deliberately alienated it. Perhaps it can also be said to protect Luna from Voldemort and Greenwald.

But until the two Dark Lords were both defeated, that time should be the best time for him and Luna to officially come together.

However, he somehow didn't do that.

The so-called "emotional matters are mostly unreasonable", but in fact there are often traces to follow. Maca's hesitation proved that Hermione's hard work and not giving up still had an impact on him to some extent.

After that conversation in the library, he, Hermione, and Luna seemed to have a subtle tacit understanding.

But today, with the intervention caused by Hai Erbo's sudden appearance, he has finally made a temporary decision that is not considered a decision.

"...You know what? I really admire her persistence and self-confidence, so I choose not to make a choice."

"Choose?" Miriam was taken aback when she heard the words, and then she said silently, "Sorry, I don't know the cause and effect of the matter, but I still talk too much..."

Macadam even shook his head, then smiled lightly.

"You didn't say anything wrong? You said she liked me—you were right, and you asked me why I didn't give her a response—it was also right." Speaking of this, he suddenly said as if joking, "If you have to say that there is something wrong, it must be the world that is wrong, right?"

If he did something wrong, it would ultimately be the fault of some power in this world—if he hadn't come here in the first place, everything would have gone on as planned, and then it would have come to a predetermined ending.

"Well, that's right." After a short pause, Maca suddenly changed the subject, "You've followed this way here, obviously you didn't just want to relax, did you? Tell me, what's the matter?"

Seeing him ask, Miriam suddenly showed a trace of hesitation, and some kind of confusion mixed with worry once again occupied her heart.

"Mr. McLean," she said quietly, recalling the palpitations in her sleep last night, "Do you know what important things have happened recently? That is, about me..."

"Well?"

Maca raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Actually, I wanted to say that I had a very chaotic nightmare last night, and then I was awakened by an unspeakable uneasiness. It's like... It's like I suddenly lost something very important Things are so-so, I—”

"Yuen died."

Maca didn't let her continue, but suddenly interrupted her.

"...that's your 'Grandpa LaVine'."

"La—" Miriam opened her mouth, then changed her tune, "Ah, I mean...'he'...is dead?"

"Yes, dead." Maca said lightly, "It can be said that he committed suicide, it could be said that Hai Erbo killed him, or he could be said to be killed by me. But no matter what, he is indeed gone... I think this That's why you woke up!"

"No, this... no, why?" Miriam shook her head again and again and said, "He died when he died, why did I have to wake up in my dream because of his death?"

Maca didn't pay too much attention to her slightly unreasonable questioning.

He turned his face to the side and looked at the vigorous cedars on the opposite side of the track, still standing tall and straight under the perennial snowfall in Hogsmeade. The frost-white canopy reflects the dazzling brilliance in the setting sun.

After watching for a while, Maca calmly said:

"All feelings thrive under the watering of devotion and harvest...and once it grows into a towering tree, no matter how good a lumberjack is invited, it is impossible to kill it with just a couple of axes. It swung down."

He didn't mention what the old Eun said to him before, because the old Eun's approach itself was not correct; and he didn't mention some of his speculations, such as Miriam's nightmare, maybe It's just related to the bloodline transformation that old Eun did for her.

Ewan Ravenclaw was dead, dead too dead. And since he no longer exists, some so-called truths can actually go with him.

The organization marked by ravens caused Miriam to suffer too much, and Maca felt that there was no need for her to continue living in pure disappointment and pain.

"Think about it!" He finally waved his hands and said, "Everyone is thinking and living while thinking. Will it go to another world? Is it full of high-rise buildings, or is it just a blank space?"

There were too many confusing things, and Macarta just added another question to Miriam. Instead of living with affirmation, perhaps the rest of my life in doubt would be more meaningful.

After all, he used the port key to bring Miriam back to the school gate, and then walked towards the castle step by step.

Feeling that life can only be done occasionally, and if you think about it, you don’t need to work... After chatting for a while, Maca went straight back to his office and continued to do some of his preparations.

There is not much time, and when he finishes sorting out the information he needs, it is time for him to go to the Muggle world for a long time.

"Oh, maybe you can drop by and visit there..."

Maca, who was writing at his desk, suddenly raised his head, as if thinking of someone, and then resumed his busy work after muttering something like this.

Behind him, the setting sun coming in from the window was still warm, silently covering his back.

It's a pity that not long after, the red sun lying on the mountainside in the distance and refusing to let go, should reluctantly sink below the horizon. I don't know if the sky tonight will be as cloudless as it was during the day.

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