Chapter 995

Although today is a cloudy day, it is unexpectedly clear. When Maka arrived at her destination, there was a slightly pleasant breeze blowing on the open hillside.

He looked around for a few times and walked slowly along the snow shoveled slate road with Sirius.

It can be found that Sirius has changed into a black wizard suit this time. Maka, who used to walk in the Muggle world, has taken off his ordinary Muggle clothes and put back his dark wizard robe made of snake monster materials.

Today's place is a place that needs to be solemn and decent.

"It seems... There aren't many people?"

Looking up, near some black iron fences on the hillside, there were some men and women wizards in dark clothes.

Because they all turned their backs to this side, Maka and Sirius could only see the back of their heads for the time being. But even if they are so far away, they can still feel the approaching heaviness.

"It's a little less," Sirius whispered. "Mr. and Mrs. pierce have no brothers and sisters, but they have some friends, but they can't be called many. Moreover... Due to the request of his wife, it's a little urgent, and some people haven't been able to contact so far."

When Sirius said this, it was already obvious - yes, little Cathy's mother, Mrs. Pierce, her life came to an end so soon after all.

According to her wishes before her death, the funeral seemed somewhat hasty.

"Maybe it's also for her daughter's mood!" Marca said as she walked. "During this time, she has been with little Cathy all day, crying and laughing... If she can be buried earlier, she can set foot in a new life as soon as possible."

Hearing what Maka said, Sirius thought and couldn't help nodding.

"Probably!"

Of course, no matter how hasty, funerals will always make people feel depressed and painful.

After staying, Maka and Sirius quickly came to the open space outside the cemetery, and the surrounding atmosphere became more and more stuffy.

To be honest, Maka doesn't feel strange in this atmosphere.

"Hello, are you Mr. Marca McLean and Mr. Sirius Black?"

Shortly after arriving at the place, a woman who was somewhat similar to Mrs. pierce when she was alive lined up and asked politely.

Maka could feel that her slightly low tone was also mixed with a strong sadness.

"Yes, Hello! I'm McLean, and this is black -" he nodded slightly. "We received a message from St. Mungo before. The dean asked us to wait here a little."

"Oh, well, Mr. Dean also asked me to wait for you here... Although it's a little untimely, it's really an honor to see you."

The lady suddenly became more restrained when she heard the speech.

"I'm Maggie Greene, and their husband and wife were former classmates and good friends for so many years... Seriously, if she had told me earlier, I wouldn't know until she left..."

As she was saying this, Maggie quickly shook her head with a sad face.

"Well, it doesn't make much sense to say this now. I can understand that she must want to leave the last time to little Cathy."

"Well, I think so, too."

Maka slightly gave her a smile, then turned around and looked at the intersection of slate road when she came.

At the next moment, with a burst of distortion of the space, a black coffin and several human figures appeared together.

"Here we are."

Everyone in the open space didn't move, but they were still looking at Maka and Sirius, but they all turned to the direction of slate road.

The coffin floated in the air, controlled by the dean of St. Mungo, Mr. boense, who walked in front. At the back of the coffin, in addition to little Cathy with slightly drooping eyes and expressionless face, there was an old couple walking with her.

Because the location where they appeared was very close to the cemetery, they didn't let everyone wait long. Soon, the coffin came near the open space.

At this time, Maggie behind Maka seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and quickly stepped up.

"Lauren... Oh, Lauren..."

Maggie leaned her forehead against the coffin and said a lot of words intermittently with tears.

From her classmate life with Mr. and Mrs. Pierce, to the couple's wedding, to the birth of little Cathy, and then to Mr. Pierce's early death.

Every word is accompanied by a sad sob.

It can be seen that she and Mrs. pierce have deep feelings, and they have had many common joys and sorrows - they are good girlfriends for a lifetime.

After that, Maggie, who was a little calmer, dragged to little Cathy and held her tightly in her arms.

"Honey, maybe it's better to cry. If you bear it so hard, you'll suffocate your body..."

Maggie's words are like magic. They have just been exported. Some relatives and friends who have just been patient can't help but leave tears. Including the old couple standing behind little Cathy, who helped each other, couldn't help crying.

That must be the parents of the pierces! I don't know whether it's the wife's or her former dead husband's.

However, even though many people cried, little Cathy, who was held in Maggie's arms, still leaned on her expressionless.

Even, she suddenly broke away from each other's arms and took a step back.

"Aunt Maggie, I've thought for a long time. I won't cry today." little Cathy raised her head, and her clear blue eyes were shining brightly.

"Because mom won't like me watching her cry. I think she would prefer me to send her away with a smile, wouldn't she?"

This is really a very sensible child - Marca has thought so more than once. Unfortunately, the child may not be able to laugh today, right?

Thinking secretly, he also opened his legs and walked over there.

"Good morning, little Cathy."

"... Mr. McLean." little Cathy looked at Marca and immediately leaned over and saluted.

It's rare to see this little girl say hello to herself for the first time, but on such an occasion, Maka doesn't know whether she should be happy or not.

But before Maka could speak again, little Cathy suddenly bowed deeply and said first:

"Mr. McLean, before my mother is buried, I must first express my most sincere thanks to you. This gift not only represents myself, but also my mother asked me to do it on her behalf... You let me take her on the last trip, but also you let her leave without pain... With a smile."

Little Cathy really told the truth, not to mention that Marca guided Mrs. pierce to tell the truth that had been holding her heart, but also restrained the severe pain of her soul burned by the black flame every day with the help of powerful magic.

Without her, Mrs. Pierce would have been tortured as crazy as Neville's parents.

However, Maka just smiled and nodded.

"Really?" he said, "I have received your thanks, but... I think I also have to thank your mother and daughter. Especially your mother, when she tried to treat her, her injury also provided a lot of valuable information for my research, which also saved the lives of several other patients with minor injuries."

"Not only that, those data and materials have been sent to Hogwarts by me now. I believe they will become the research topic of more people, so that even if those monsters appear again, they will not be as terrible as before."

Speaking of this, Maka couldn't help sighing.

"It's just a pity that in the end I still didn't have a way to make your mother recover."

Little Cathy quickly shook her head, but she didn't say anything more.

Then, after the old couple in the back also saluted Maka, the coffin began to move again in everyone's sight and floated towards the gate of the cemetery.

After entering the cemetery, the whole funeral and burial process seemed a little dull.

The funeral was presided over by the Dean, Mr. Boehner. With his status in the British magic world, even if the number of people present at the funeral was really small, the funeral specification was definitely not small.

What's more, in front of today's tomb, there are young wizards whose fame has spread all over the world.

After Dean Boehner's eulogy, Marca came forward and said a few words because she was called by the other party.

As for what he said, it was nothing more than comforting strangers. After all, the dead are gone, and Mrs. pierce can't hear it.

The only thing worth mentioning is that when the coffin fell into the pit, little Cathy still couldn't endure until she finally built the monument, threw herself on the coffin cover and shed her first string of crystal tears today.

Finally, Maka and Sirius slowly walked out of the cemetery and returned to the hillside outside.

"Are you leaving now?" Sirius couldn't help but look back and look inside. "With your character, I thought you would stay until the end!"

Little Cathy's strength makes people feel more distressed. Even Sirius, who has long been indifferent to life and death, can't bear to leave.

But Maka shook her head and said:

"That Maggie is right. Sometimes... Just cry."

Before long, they disappeared in the same place in an instant and left without interruption.

But Maka did not expect that, less than ten minutes after he left, another figure appeared quietly not far away with the distortion of space.

It's the mysterious wizard who always wears a windbreaker and hides his face in the shadow of his hat.

How did this person come here?