Chapter 1425 ? The Funeral Begins

Glop saw many people's eyes on them. Although his social skills have grown a lot after so many years of study, he still feels a little shy when he sees so many people. She shrank back at a loss, trying to hide herself behind her mother.

Friedwafa squinted her macular eyes, and noticed Alan who hadn't looked back. She clearly felt that the atmosphere was wrong at this time, and she knew in her heart that she was able to rely on the elixir bestowed by the other party. She, who was alive until now, quickly stretched out her hand full of age spots and grabbed the clothes at the back of Hagrid's neck. He tugged vigorously, and ordered to stop in a low voice: "Stop Hagrid, now is not the time."

Just now Mrs. Madam Maxim was hugged by Hagrid suddenly. She refused at first but kissed Hagrid back because of the rest of her life and the enthusiasm of the other party. Now when she heard her mother-in-law shouting, she realized that she and the other party were now in a relationship Being in the public eye and the current situation.

So Madame Maxime began to struggle, stretched out her hand and pushed away Hagrid's rough cheek, she was stronger and bigger than Hagrid, she easily broke free from the other's embrace, Hagrid stared innocently and looked at him in confusion. fiancée. Madam Maxime stood up straight. Although her cheeks were flushed, she still pretended to be nonchalant and explained the current situation to Hagrid and the others.

Hagrid stared blankly at Maxim, the small piece of face exposed between the hairs was blank: "Professor Flitwick?... How is this possible, he is a professor of Charms!"

Hagrid's loud voice finally made everyone around him understand what had happened.

"Professor Flitwick, I've heard of it. He was the former champion of the dueling competition... It's really a pity."

"It's a pity that such an excellent professor died young..."

"It's not just a loss for the UK, it's a loss for the entire international community..."

Whether the wizards around really admired Professor Flitwick or wanted to please Harris, they began to boast about Professor Flitwick's deeds, then sighed loudly, said some regrets, and expressed their sadness...

The wizards were chattering, and they seemed very noisy for a while.

Alan, who noticed the discussions around him, finally came back to his senses. He frowned impatiently, but he didn't stop it. He just took out a glass bottle from his pocket, and the ashes seemed to be attracted. The strands flew into the bottle. He stretched out his hand to straighten the pocket-sized staff and robe, carefully gathered them as if they were holding fragile objects, and put them in his pocket together with the glass bottle just now.

Then Allen nodded to the other family members as a gesture, and disappeared in place.

And this sudden and terrible disaster was quickly spread all over the world, and those wizards who did not watch the live broadcast also learned about this fact from various channels-almost every country that came to participate in the International Wizards Duel Contest There were casualties. Although many people left early because of the attack on Allen and Harris before the flames broke out, the attack that caused thousands of people to lose their names and injured more than 10,000 is unprecedented in the history of magic.

The sadness and shadows brought about by this, like demons, linger in the hearts of wizards from all over the world who have lost their relatives and friends, and linger on. Even the wizards who survived the catastrophe still had a heavy heart, thinking of their dead friends and other dead people, these became their lingering shadows and nightmares.

Amid cries and mourning,

People feel the heaviness of life more deeply. This painful price and sad memories have made countries use silent prayers, processions, choral chants and drum performances to pay homage and many other ways to remember and mourn more deeply.

Among them, the most concerned one is the upcoming funeral of Professor Filius Flitwick in the UK.

The funeral was arranged on the third day after the explosion in the Greek dueling arena, and the time was announced early, and many funeral invitations were sent.

On the day of the funeral, all recreational activities in Floating Void City and the UK were banned by decree. The British Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts specially gave everyone a day off, so that wizards can participate in the grand ceremony of Professor Flitwick's ceremony at the Ravenclaw Temple. funeral.

Delegations from various countries...some countries even include the minister himself...had already arrived in the floating city the day before the funeral.

At this time, regardless of their identities, the wizards who came to participate were all dressed in black and walked into the temple under the guidance of the priests in the Ravenclaw temple.

The temple was very quiet, and no one made any noise.

In the past, most of the media who liked to catch the news most failed to enter the temple this time. Only the official "Daily Prophet" and Harris TV station quietly recorded the whole video.

Thousands of benches are lined up in the temporarily enlarged temple, with an aisle in the middle of the chairs, and a marble table in front, and all the chairs face it.

Of course, the Ravenclaw Temple itself did not completely use black to express the homage to a mortal, but maintained the original style. The Dean, the ravens that used to be free-range were gathered inside today, and the crows from the perches on the ceiling from time to time made the funeral more solemn and also highlighted some sadness.

"Boom~~~"

Until the temple, the dull and distant bell rang suddenly, the sound was not sharp, when the entire floating city seemed to be shrouded in this distant bell.

After receiving the signal to enter, the wizards quietly stepped into the temple, and no one wanted to break the solemnity and tranquility.

These people are of all kinds and fish and dragons: some are poorly dressed, some are neat and decent, some are old and some are young. The dignified expressions of those senior officials from various countries, even though some of them had never met Professor Flitwick, did not prevent them from expressing such sadness.

Some foreign friends made by Professor Flitwick like Leonard also came to the funeral, and they also brought some photos of themselves and Professor Flitwick or commemorative items. Some members of the Order of the Phoenix are also here, including Dumbledore, Kingsley, Professor Lupine, Sirius... In addition, Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, the hairy double bass player in the Weird Sisters singing group, yes Mrs. Malkin of Corner Lane Robe Boutique…

The ghosts of the castle came too, led by Helena, barely visible outside in the blinding sunlight, only recognizable from the biting cold as they walked, illusory gleams in the bright air, ghosts Their existence opened the way for those Hogwarts wizards and these Flitwick students.