Chapter 2015

"Ding... Ding... Ding... Ding..."

Ron took a pair of small hammers and iron chisels and started to fall against a rock. Every time he knocked, a piece of stone would be knocked down gently.

Seriously, in order to help Hermione make a large number of Rune tablets, he just trained a good craftsmanship. But no matter what, he never thought that his inexplicable craft would eventually be used to make tombstones for Percy.

However, at this time, what he can do for Percy may be limited to this little thing!

On Ron's side, a rectangular pit had been dug, and Percy had been well placed in a crimson coffin, parked on the other side of the pit.

The dead were the biggest. Everyone, including Mr. brova, stood in front of the grave with a solemn look and waited silently for Ron to make the tombstone himself.

At this moment, no one is impatient.

"Percy... If the world really has a pure white space that gathers all the biological spiritual sources, as Delphi said, you must remember that Professor Dumbledore may be over there. Don't panic and don't be confused. Follow the professor! He will take you to the most correct direction -"

Perhaps for a moment, Hermione suddenly recalled the memory that she had almost died at the hand of a living corpse. She vaguely remembered that it seemed that Dumbledore suddenly appeared and narrowly saved her again.

In the wake of what Delphi had said before, her memory seemed to become clearer and clearer, and even seemed to think of more pictures.

She vaguely remembered that Dumbledore seemed to appear in a brilliant white light. When the human shadow was flickering, it was neither human nor soul nor ghost, but it held infinite power and changed all nearby living corpses back to normal corpses in the blink of an eye.

Yes, maybe... What Delphi said is true! There is really another space, another world, a world she can't really understand at present. The other end of the spiritual will of all living creatures is integrated there, regardless of each other, mapping the earth at birth and returning to nothingness after death.

Of course, occasionally there are one or two incompatible guys, such as Tom Riddle... And Dumbledore and the witch Kern.

However, because of her limited knowledge, Hermione obviously didn't think so deeply. At the moment, she was only vaguely aware of something, as if she understood something, but she didn't think of anything.

ok At least with Hermione's intelligence, she finally realized something.

"Yes!" Harry followed, though he didn't understand anything. "Professor Dumbledore is over there! And where he is, it must be heaven... Well, I mean, if there is heaven in the world!"

"Ding!"

Suddenly, Ron dropped another hammer and chiseled the last bulge on the edge of the tombstone. He put down the hammer.

"All right."

Before the words fell, he saw him waving his wand, floating the tombstone with a floating spell, and then gradually sinking the small part into the soil behind the tomb pit.

It can be seen that his hand holding the wand was trembling slightly, probably because he used too much strength to chisel the tombstone inscription just now. But even so, his floating spell was still steady, and the tombstone fell in its place without bias.

Not to compare with others, at least his spell casting level is real, which shows how much energy he spends on practice.

"Ginny, go and have a look again, and then... Let Percy's heart be buried!" Hermione said softly.

"Yes."

There was a moment of silence, and Ginny, who had not spoken, finally nodded. Then she walked slowly to the coffin and looked at Percy's pale face under the half open coffin... I don't know when, her eyes were filled with crystal tears.

"Percy... You must have seen... We've taken our home back! Soon... Really soon... Mom and dad will be back soon, and bill, Charlie, Fred and George... They'll all be back. In the future, our family can live together forever -"

"Yes, live together forever!" Harry also stood behind Ginny and looked at Percy's slightly closed face. "Ginny and I have agreed that even if we get married in the future, we will still put our home near here - anyway, you know, I don't have a home."

After saying a few words, Ginny, who had always been holding on, finally sobbed and cried. Tears quickly wet her skirt and fell on the withered and yellow grass at her feet.

"Is this... Life and death? It seems that it's different from Phillips's funeral."

Sarah looked silently ahead and suddenly raised her hand and touched her chest. She seemed to feel an unknown tingling in the depths of her heart.

This may be another feeling she has never touched.

But not far from her, Delphi, who was standing there with a staff, just looked at all this calmly, as if she had been used to many things.

"Bury!"

In the next moment, Ginny suddenly pursed her mouth and said so.

"OK."

Harry nodded, turned around and looked at Ron. Then they covered the coffin, lifted the thick rope under the coffin, and personally sank Percy's coffin to the bottom of the pit.

Just then, Ron, who had just pulled out the rope, suddenly turned around and looked at the back of the crowd:

"Mr. brova, you are the oldest person here and our elder... Can I ask you to say a few words of eulogy for Percy before building the earth?"

Hearing this, Sarah couldn't help picking her eyebrows, and brova couldn't help but be surprised.

Ron's proposal surprised everyone, especially a party.

"Me? Is it appropriate?" brova was still the calm brova. After a little meal, he asked with a little doubt.

"Of course," Ron nodded, "you are an elder that Marca also trusts very much, and you have helped us a lot without asking for anything in return since the disaster broke out. This kindness deserves the respect of all of us... I believe Percy thinks so at all!"

At this point, he couldn't help looking down into the grave, then stretched out his hand and said:

"Mr. brova, don't refuse, please!"

It can be said that Ron's words did show an unprecedented maturity. He could not have said it before.

But I don't know what it's like in brova's heart at the moment?