Chapter 905

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

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

Maka waved at Hermione and others.

"Get on the carriage and I'll accompany you to the railway station. Today I'll lead the team... Well, I think Hagrid has been waiting for us on the platform with his handkerchief!"

Almost every time Hagrid sent her students home on vacation, she would be sad with a runny nose and tears, so Maka joked about it.

Perhaps Hermione, as an old student, had seen Hagrid's red eyes, and everyone was amused by his joke.

But soon, Hermione, who also smiled, elongated her face and returned to her reluctant appearance at the beginning.

"Maka, if... I mean, if you like, my parents and I don't mind you... Er, don't mind you coming to our house for this Christmas holiday..."

Most of her words came from an impulse, so the more she said, the lower her voice became. I'm afraid she couldn't hear herself clearly at the back.

As for Marca, although he can hear it, he knows that he'd better pretend to be confused now!

"Of course, of course I would --" he said quickly. "I'll visit your house sometime. Remember to prepare more delicious food then!"

Of course, Marca can't really stay. Let alone anything else, he has too many things to do during this long holiday this year. Not to mention not being able to stay at Hermione's house, even he may not be able to spend too much time sleeping alone.

After he hurried through the conversation, he immediately said:

"All right, let's get on the bus! I'll go there and hurry again. I'll be back later..."

As she spoke, Marca turned and walked to the other carriages. Luna, who had been seated in the carriage, waved to Hermione when they saw that Hermione had not yet gone up.

Standing there, Hermione stared at Marca from a distance, and then returned to the car.

"What were you talking about just now?" Harry was a little curious.

"Talking about whether there is meat between the skin and bones of Thestrals!"

Hermione sipped her mouth first, and after a while she was not angry.

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Before long, the Thestral horse team quickly set off under the organization of Maka.

From Hogwarts to Hogsmeade railway station, even if you walked faster, you had to walk for at least an hour and a half. But under the tireless Thestral trailer, we soon came to the slightly humble entrance.

Watched everyone get on the Hogwarts Express train one by one, and then watched them stick their heads out of the window and wave hard. Not only did Hagrid blow his nose like a trumpet again, but even Maka was more or less filled with emotion.

It's always sad to say goodbye, not to mention that he had planned to resign this time, but he stayed after all because of an accident.

If he had successfully completed the "star picking" step before, he would now be forcing Haier Bo to flee around the world, rather than staying on the train platform and silently waving goodbye to the little wizards.

"Maka, the train has gone far. Will we go too..."

"Oh, no, I have something else to do - go back first!"

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

"Miss Miriam, why did you follow me? Didn't I say you're not safe and can't easily show up in a crowded place?"

The voice fell a little, calm for a few seconds, followed the pillar, and then flashed out a concave convex figure.

She followed the track that the train extended to the distance for a while before she whispered:

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

To tell the truth, Maka didn't expect the other party to say such a sentence suddenly. She was stunned for a little while. When he reacted, the other party had turned around and looked at him.

"Yes, you're right," Marca nodded.

"Then why are you --"

"You want to ask... Why don't I respond to her?" he shrugged. "In fact, I responded early, but she chose to stick to her ideas..."

In fact, it is not difficult to see that due to Hermione's persistence, Maka has already fallen into a dilemma in this emotional.

At the beginning, he didn't establish a clear relationship with Luna, and even deliberately alienated Luna, perhaps to protect Luna from Voldemort and greenward.

But until the two dark lords were defeated, that time should be the best time for him and Luna to officially get together.

However, he somehow didn't do that.

The so-called "emotional things are mostly unreasonable", but in fact, there are often traces to follow. Maka's hesitation proved that Hermione's efforts and not giving up had an impact on him.

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

Up to now, with the intervention caused by Shanghai Erbo's flying world, he has finally made a decision that is not a decision for the time being.

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

"Choice?" millian was stunned when she heard the speech, and then said silently, "sorry, I don't know the cause and effect of the matter, but I still talk a lot..."

Makadan even shook his head and then smiled.

"You didn't say anything wrong? You said she liked me - you were right, you asked me why I didn't give her a response - that's also right." speaking of this, he suddenly seemed to be joking, "if you have to say something wrong, it's probably the world?"

If he did something wrong, it would ultimately be the fault of some force in the world - if he had not come here, everything would go on step by step, and then move towards a certain outcome.

"Well, that's right." after a slight pause, Maka suddenly turned her head. "Obviously, you didn't just want to relax all the way here? Come on, what's the matter?"

Millian saw him ask, and suddenly appeared a trace of hesitation. Some confusion mixed with worry occupied her heart again.

"Mr. McLean," she said faintly, recalling the palpitations in her sleep last night, "do you know what's more important recently? It's about me..."

"Well?"

Marca raised her eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Actually, I mean, I had a very chaotic nightmare last night, and then I was awakened by an unspeakable uneasiness. It's like... It's like suddenly losing something very important, I -"

"Eun is dead."

Instead of letting her go on, Maka suddenly interrupted her.

"... that's your 'grandpa Raven'."

"La -" millian opened her mouth and then changed her voice, "ah, I mean... 'he'... Dead?"

"Yes, he's dead." Maka said faintly, "it can be said that he committed suicide, Haier Bo killed, or I killed. But anyway, he really left... I think this is the reason why you wake up!"

"No, this... No, why?" millian shook her head. "He died and died. Why do I have to wake up in my dream for his death?"

For her slightly unreasonable question, Maka didn't care too much.

He turned his face and looked at the vigorous cedar opposite the track. He was still tall and straight under the perennial snow in Hogsmeade town. The frost white canopy reflected the dazzling brilliance in the sunset.

After watching for a while, Maka calmly said:

"All feelings thrive under the repeated watering of pay and harvest... Once it grows into a towering tree, even if a good woodcutter is invited, it is impossible to swing it down with an axe."

He did not mention what old Eun had said to him before, because old Eun's practice itself was not correct; And he didn't mention some of his speculations. For example, Milian's nightmare may simply be related to the blood transformation that old Eun had done for her.

Eun Ravenclaw is dead. He can't die anymore. Since he no longer exists, some so-called truths can actually go with him.

The organization marked by ravens has made Mirian suffer too much. Maka obviously doesn't need to let her continue to live in pure disappointment and pain.

"Think about it!" he finally waved his hand. "Everyone is thinking and living. I don't think it's bad... Just as I'm thinking now, will I go to another world after I die? Is it full of tall buildings or a simple blank?"

There are too many puzzling things, and makatha just makes millian have another question. Instead of living with affirmation, perhaps the rest of your life of doubt will be more meaningful.

After that, he took Milian back to the school gate with the door key, and then went to the castle step by step.

Feeling that life can only be for it occasionally. If you think more, you don't have to work... After chatting for a while, Maka went straight back to her office and continued to do some of his preparations.

There's not much time to say. When he finishes sorting out the information he needs, he should go to the Muggle world for a long time.

"Oh, maybe you can visit there by the way..."

Maka, who was writing at her desk, suddenly raised her head. She seemed to think of someone. After such a whisper, she continued to work hard.

Behind him, the sunset outside the window was still warm and silent.

Unfortunately, it will not be long before the red sun lying on the hillside in the distance will sink reluctantly under the horizon. I don't know if the sky tonight can be as cloudless as during the day.