Chapter 2

The dusk sunshine has a trance beauty. It falls through the gap of clouds and precipitates a lazy atmosphere. The intricate tombstones drag out long and narrow shadows under the yellow sunset, creating a different atmosphere.

Not far away, beside a lush poplar tree, a man with messy white hair like marshmallow was holding a little girl. There is no doubt that this is a father and daughter sweeping the grave.

What Maka noticed just now was the back of the girl with light gold hair and waist length.

Of course, Marca is not a pedophile. He is not interested in a girl who looks at least in her early ten years - although he is about the same age now. Just this long hair, but it emits a layer of glittering and translucent halo in the sunset. That unique scene can't be ignored.

Maka couldn't help but look a few more, but that's all. He paused, then immediately looked away and walked to town with his suitcase.

But just as he was about to step out of the tomb circle, he vaguely heard the man's voice.

"Luna, let's go back too. It's getting late."

Luna? Long blond hair? Deep in Maka's mind, a flash of light flew over several words that seemed obscure as time went by.

"Can't it be such a coincidence?"

Maka stopped again, hesitated in place, and plunged into the trees by the road - he wanted to go back and confirm.

When Maka returned to the cemetery from the forest, Luna and her daughter had left. He came to the place where the two men were standing and looked down at the tombstone.

"Pandora Lovegood... Lovegood, it should be right." Maka thought for a moment, then ran away. "It's obviously much better to find an active wizard to ask the way than to rush around. Maybe she can borrow her fireplace! What's the name of that thing? Fly... Fly stove powder?"

"Well... Mr. Lovegood, just a moment, just a moment!"

The father and daughter obviously didn't walk fast, or fortunately, they haven't left by magic, so that Maka can catch up.

"Well, are you?" asked shanofilius, Luna's father, looking back at Marca running towards them.

"Oh, yes." Maka quickly ran to her father and daughter and sorted out her mind while she was breathing. Then she said, "I'm a fan of the magazine you edited. You know, I like the articles inside very much, which adds color to my life."

In fact, Maka can't even remember the name of the magazine, but it doesn't affect his reason for taking this as a chat up.

"HMM... horned snorers, yes, horned snorers. I hope you can know that I have always believed in their existence, even though I can't find them." Maka tried to recall the dusty memory, captured all the fragments she can think of, and threw them to the father and daughter standing in front of him as a bargaining chip.

"Oh, a companion."

Luna's tone was a little trance, but her silver gray eyes stared at Maka's face without blinking. It can be seen that she has some interest in Maka.

"Ha ha, thank you for your support, my dear little reader." xenophilus nodded happily, looking very happy.

Seeing this, Maka immediately carried forward his specialty of climbing at the sight of the pole, piled up a smiling face, and talked nonsense with shenofilius with an excited look, as if he was really a loyal reader of the magazine.

Believe me, it's not difficult. As long as shanofilius talks about the corner snoring beast, and then he agrees from time to time, it's enough to keep the conversation going.

One big, two small and three figures walked away on the road, laughing constantly on the way. This chat-up was obviously very successful.

Finally, Maka was not surprised to be invited to Lovegood's house and planned to stay for some time. This is just because he "happens" and "pays no attention" to reveal that he will enter Hogwarts School of magic and Wizardry on September 1 this year.

Not surprisingly, Luna will enter school in another year, and then Maka will naturally become her senior.

"I'll trouble you to take care of your younger sister next year, Mr. Marca." shanofilius touched Luna's hair and grinned. "Come on! It seems that today's dinner can be more delicious than usual. We need to welcome your elders in advance!"

It has to be said that from this "very rich" dinner, we can see that the economic situation of the Lovegood family does not seem to be very good. But this is not too important for Maka. He is not a person who likes luxury. For him, poverty and hunger were the norm of childhood life.

Not to mention, on this small table, there are many ingredients that Maka has never seen before. Although some of them are a little strange, they have a different flavor, and the weight is very sufficient.

What Maka especially likes is the soup made by an aquatic creature called "big mouth colored ball fish". It is really a very delicious dish. Of course, their meat is not very good. It is estimated that too much exercise makes the meat too old, and there is a strange earthy smell.

"Are you full, son?" asked xenophilus when he saw Maka put down his spoon. "Maybe you'll have a cup of godigan tea, too?"

"Oh, no, thank you. I think I've eaten too much." Maka touched her round stomach and said, "do you mind if I go out for a walk?"

"Of course, you can let Luna walk around with you. It's safe and the air is great." shenofilius shrugged. "And I'm afraid I have to prepare for tomorrow's work, you know, write a manuscript or something."

"Luna, I wonder if I can invite you for a walk?" Maka turned her head and looked at the girl who was stunned.

"Hmm?" Luna turned her head. "What? Oh, of course, we can talk about other magical creatures..."

"Yes, yes, I think it's a good choice to talk about unicorns. It's said that they are also famous in Muggles." Maka smiled and stood up, put on her coat, and then opened the door not far behind her.

Everything else here is very good, but the room is a little too crowded, which reminds him of the small attic he has lived in for three years.

The night air is still so familiar, but the air here is much cooler than Temo Lane in toboint. After all, the Lovegood house is built on a small hillside.

The wide field of vision and the stars all over the sky make Maka's eyes blurred. Maybe Luna's character has something to do with this living environment!

"It's beautiful here. There's a feeling of freedom."

Here, there is no obstacle that will stop you. Maka walks forward with her feeling and looks at the endless night sky.

Luna, who was talking about mistletoe and hook, abnormally stopped talking after hearing this sentence, stared at Maka, and then put her eyes in the stars.

"Luna, you see, there is a smell of freedom here. Do you smell it?" Luna said softly, and the confusion in her tone seemed to be worse than usual.

"What?" Marca was stunned when she heard the speech, and then blinked like something. "Oh, yes, did your mother say that?"

"Mom also likes it here. She often takes me out to see the stars when she is resting." Luna nodded. She can't see anything from her expression, but some things can't be so easy to let people go.

Maka nodded. He vaguely remembered that Luna's mother had died, perhaps not too long ago. Of course, he also thought of his mother, in this life and in the previous life.

"It is said that the position and track of stars can be used as the basis for prediction. Those horse people seem to be very good at this."

Taking Maka himself as an example, he believes that at this time, it is the most correct choice to avoid lightly than saying "I'm sorry about this" or "I'm sorry", but Luna is obviously not an ordinary girl.

"But my mother has died, just last year, because a spell made a big mistake." Luna did not take over the topic handed over by Maka, but continued to talk to herself.

"That's really terrible. I've been sad about it. But I can't let my father worry. I think he may be more sad than me, so I can't cry."

Maka listened to the girl's whispering lower and lower, and touched the envelope he had been carrying in his coat pocket. An idea flashed in his head, which made him raise his eyebrows.

"My mother died, too. I think I understand the feeling you said, but I was thinking that maybe it doesn't mean that we can't see our mother anymore." Maka thought for a moment, and then continued, "the principle of magic has always been very vague. If we can study it more thoroughly..."

Luna finally had some ordinary people's expressions on her face, but I'm afraid she wasn't surprised by the idea.

"Once something goes wrong, it becomes very dangerous." Luna's voice is still very light, but the trance meaning is swept away.

"Well, I think you're right." Marca rubbed her forehead awkwardly.

Luna stared at Marca for a moment, but smiled a little. She pursed her lips and added softly, "but this is really a way."

Although the night wind was fresh, it was still a little cold after all. Maka shrunk and wrapped her coat. He waved to Luna and asked her to go back to the house together. Then he turned first and walked to the house built like a chess piece. Luna stood behind, looked at Maka's back, and then pursed her lips.

"Wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind." Luna's words are like talking to herself.