Chapter 2574

Perhaps it was because she had slept for so long that on the first night after waking up, Maka didn't close her eyes at all.

After spending the first half of the night chatting casually with Sarah, he spent almost all the rest of his time watching the magic sand table to sort out his thoughts.

Then, as the water vapor in the air became thicker and weaker, the night passed like that.

Rain, in the end is not down. But the weather is still uncertain. It makes people feel uneasy. It is very much like the faces of wives sitting quietly in the living room waiting for their husbands to return late.

Until the next morning, when the rising sun lifted the clouds and sprinkled the first ray of light on the coast, the familiar figure finally appeared next to the flagpole outside the central camp.

Sarah, sitting not far from the door, actually found it when the man approached.

But she didn't act immediately. Instead, she waited for the other party to stand outside for a while before she raised her head slightly from her busy work and looked at Maka in the camp.

At the sand table, Maka nodded at Sarah. Sarah walked out with half of the doll.

……

"Sarah."

Hermione had been here for a while, but even if she had come to the entrance of the camp, she couldn't really walk in. Seeing Sarah coming out, she couldn't help saying hello to each other, although she knew that the person inside would notice whether she came or spoke at the moment.

To tell the truth, although she didn't want to admit it in her heart, when she saw the ice coffin melt and the "man" wake up from it yesterday, her heart was actually "reassured" much more than "resisted".

It may be that she wanted to escape the sense of comfort that made her feel confused, so she chose to stay away from that place for the first time after confirming that it seemed to be "him".

However, after that, the other party quickly came back and even said a lot... A lot of things that might never have been told to them before. Even if he didn't answer the question she wanted to know, it was obvious that he had explained the reasons why he couldn't say to them very carefully for the first time.

Then there was the tranquility of the whole night, which gave Hermione enough space and time to cool her mind. She thought in the dim light for most of the night, and didn't fall asleep until late at night.

She didn't realize it until she woke up before dawn. Since "he" left her and others, everyone, including herself, may have been waiting for this day to come - even after suffering and challenges, torturing the body and soul, wandering forward in self doubt, determined growth and occasional abandonment, and even biting her teeth and splitting her heart in the incident at Buckingham Palace.

But even so, it seems that there is really no longer nostalgia. When it comes to the head, it seems that it can't completely give up that feeling after all.

Not only herself, but also Ron, Neville, Hannah and Ginny... Of course, there must be Harry who seems to have been determined and won't look back.

In the final analysis, isn't this the end that everyone is looking forward to? Everything that happened before must be hidden inside! Instead of believing in the "he" who is basically like a devil, no matter from the appearance or from the heart, why don't you believe in the more kind and gentle him now?

Even if she looks back, she still can't find any defect in the "demon Maka" that can prove that "he" is not Maka

"Miss Granger," Sarah, who appeared at the gate of the camp, glanced at the entrance behind her, "won't you go in?"

Looking sideways at Hermione in the eastern sky, she turned her head slightly and glanced subconsciously into the camp. Just from this point of view, it is difficult to see his figure.

Hermione glanced only once, then quickly withdrew her eyes and looked back at Sarah. She paused and whispered as if to digress:

"I remember you've been calling me 'Hermione' lately."

Sarah, who has been together for so long, but is still Petite as before, slightly raised her head, looked at her and said:

"I thought that using the previous title might make you adapt faster... Or am I a bit nosy?"

Hearing what Sarah said, Hermione was stunned for a moment. A few seconds later, she sipped her mouth, and then finally turned her eyes again to the depths of the camp behind each other.

Seeing this, Sarah took a step aside and let the door out.

"Then I'll go first... And thank you."

At the moment Hermione raised her foot and walked into the entrance of the camp, two figures happened to appear in the shadow next to a tent in the distance. One of them was a little shorter, holding the other taller. When looking at this scene, the expression on the face of the taller figure seemed to be a little complicated.

For a moment, I stopped and stopped. The figure supported by me shook slightly, as if it had retreated half a step. Then a voice sounded very slightly.

"Go, go back."

"Harry!"

The girl holding him seemed unwilling to walk away, refused to move her steps, and called him gently.

With the strength of the boy, even if the injury has not recovered, the girl who helped him can be easily pulled away. However, in the girl's soft call, he stopped the momentum of turning again, and hesitated to stay in place.

Then the girl's voice rose again, so she hugged his arm and said seriously:

"Hermione must be in the same mood as you these days... No, she must be even more painful. But even so, she still chose to face 'him' again. Lupin and them talked about what happened last night. Needless to say, it must be Hermione's decision after careful consideration... No matter what 'he' is, at least Hermione Min is a good friend we have never doubted, and this time, I think we should still believe her, shouldn't we? "

The girl's voice gradually settled, and the silence returned around. The boy held the sword that never left his body, and closed his lips for a long time.

Maybe he thought about something again, or maybe there was nothing to think about for a long time. He just emptied his head and calmed down. The boy opened his mouth again and looked at the camp over there, stunned and said:

"Is that... 'he', or which is the real 'he'?"

"I don't know." The girl shook her head. "Maybe Hermione already knows! You know... She's so smart."