harry potter book of crimes

The dusk sunlight has a trance-like beauty. It falls through the gaps in the clouds, depositing a lazy atmosphere. The intricate tombstones cast long and narrow shadows under the dim sunset, creating a unique atmosphere.

Not far away, beside a luxuriant poplar tree, a man with messy white hair like marshmallows was standing there holding a little girl. There was no doubt that this was a pair sweeping a grave.

father and daughter.

What Maka noticed just now was the back of the girl with light blond hair that reached her waist.

Of course, Maka is not a pedophile, and he has no interest in a girl who looks to be in her early teens at most - although he is about the same age now. But this long hair, but in the sunset

Exuding a layer of glittering halo, the unique sight is really hard to ignore.

Maka couldn't help but look at it a few more times, but that was all. He paused, then immediately looked away, carrying his suitcase and walking towards the town.

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 pale golden hair? In the depths of Maka's mind, a flash of inspiration flashed through several words that had become somewhat obscure due to the passage of time.

"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"

Maka stopped again, hesitated on the spot, and then dove into the bushes on the side of the road - he wanted to go back and confirm.

When Maka returned to the cemetery from the woods, Luna and his daughter had already left. He deliberately came to the place where the two men were standing just now and looked down at the tombstone.

"Pandora Lovegood... Lovegood, you should be right." Maka thought about it for a moment, then ran away, "It's obviously better to find an active wizard to ask for directions than to wander around blindly on your own.

Much better, maybe you can even borrow her fireplace! What's that thing called? Flying...Flying stove powder?"

"Um...Mr. Lovegood, wait a moment!"

The father and daughter obviously didn't walk very fast, or in other words, luckily they hadn't used magic to leave yet, allowing Maka to catch up.

"Um, who are you?" Luna's father, Xenophilius, turned around and looked at Maka, who was running towards them in a hurry, and asked in confusion.

"Oh, yes." Maka quickly ran to the father and daughter, took advantage of the opportunity to catch her breath to sort out her thoughts, and then continued, "I am a book fan of the magazine you edit, you know

Yes, I like the articles in it very much, it adds color to my life."

In fact, Maka couldn't even remember the name of the magazine, but that didn't stop him from using it as a reason to strike up a conversation.

"Well... the Bent-Horned Snork, yes, the Bent-Horned Snork. I hope you can know that I have always believed in their existence, even though I have never been able to find them." Maka tried hard to recall the dusty memories,

He captured all the bits and pieces he could think of and threw them to the father and daughter standing in front of him as bargaining chips for the conversation.

"Oh, a companion."

Luna's tone was a little dazed, but her silver-gray eyes were staring at Maka's face unblinkingly. It could be seen that she had some interest in Maka.

"Haha, thank you for your support, my dear little reader." Xenophilius nodded happily, looking very happy.

When Maka saw this, he immediately used his talent of climbing on any pole, put a smile on his face, and chatted with Xenophilius with an excited expression, as if he was really a loyal reader of the magazine.

Believe me, this is not difficult. Just let Xenophilius talk about the topic of the Horned Snorlax, and then he will echo it from time to time, which is enough to keep the conversation going.

The three figures, one big, two small, were getting further and further away on the road, and there was constant laughter along the way. The conversation was obviously very successful.

In the end, Maka was not surprised to be invited to Lovegood's house and planned to stay there for a while. This was just because he "happened" and "inadvertently" revealed that he would be on September 1 this year.

Admission to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

If nothing unexpected happens, Luna will enter school in another year, and then Maka will naturally become her senior.

"Next year, I'll have to trouble you to take care of your junior sister, Mr. Maca." Xenophilius stroked Luna's hair and grinned, "Come on! It seems that today's dinner can be compared to

It’s usually more generous, so we want to welcome your seniors in advance!”

I have to say, from this "very sumptuous" dinner, it can be seen that the financial situation of the Lovegood family does not seem to be very good. But this is not too important to Maka, he is not a person who likes

A luxurious person. For him, poverty and hunger are the normal conditions of childhood.

Not to mention, on the small table in front of her, there were many ingredients that Maka had never seen before. Although some of them were a bit weird, they had a unique taste and the portions were generous.

What Maka especially likes is the soup made from a kind of aquatic creature called "Big Mouth Ball Fish". It is indeed a very delicious delicacy. Of course, their meat is not very good, probably because they exercise too much.

The meat became too old and had a strange earthy smell.

"Are you full, kid?" Seeing Maka put down the spoon in her hand, Xenophilius couldn't help but ask, "Perhaps, how about you also have a cup of Gordig root tea?"

"Oh, no thank you. I think I overeat." Maka touched her round belly and said sheepishly, "Do you mind if I go for a walk?"

"Of course, you can ask Luna to accompany you around. It's safe here and the air is great." Xenophilius shrugged, "And I'm afraid I have to make some preparations for tomorrow's work.

, you know, writing manuscripts and stuff like that.”

"Luna, I wonder if I can invite you to take a walk together?" Maka turned her head and looked at the dazed girl beside her.

"Huh?" Luna turned her head when she heard the sound, "What? Oh, of course, we can continue to talk about other topics about magical creatures..."

"Yes, yes, I think it would be a good choice to talk about unicorns. It is said that they are also very famous among Muggles." Maka stood up with a smile, put on her coat, and then opened the bag not far behind her.

door.

Everything else here is pretty good, but the room is a bit too crowded, which reminds him of the small attic where he lived for three years.

The evening air is still so familiar, but the air here is much fresher than in Taymor Lane, Torpoint. After all, the Lovegood house is built on a hillside.

The broad field of vision and the stars in the sky made Maka's eyes become blurred. Maybe Luna's character is not unrelated to this living environment!

"It's beautiful here and there is a feeling of freedom."

Here, nothing will block your steps. Maka walks forward based on her feelings, casting her gaze towards the endless night sky.

Luna, who was talking to herself about mistletoe and oyster hooks, stopped unusually after hearing these words, stared at Maka, and then also turned her gaze to the stars in the sky.

among.

"Luna, look, there is a smell of freedom here, can you smell it?" Luna said softly, the confusion in her tone seemed to be even more confusing than usual.

"What?" Maka was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then blinked as if she remembered something, "Oh, yes, did your mother say that?"

"Mom likes it here too. She often takes me out to watch the stars together when she is having a rest." Luna nodded. Nothing could be seen from her expression, but it was obvious that certain things could not be easily relieved.

.

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

"It is said that the positions and trajectories of stars can be used as the basis for predictions. Those centaurs seem to be very good at this."

Taking Maka himself as an example, he believes that at this time, rather than saying clichés such as "I'm sad about this" or "I'm sorry", the most correct choice is to avoid it lightly.

But Luna is obviously not that kind of ordinary girl.

"But mom has passed away. Just last year, a spell went terribly wrong." Luna did not take the topic handed over by Maka, but continued talking on her own.

"It was really scary. I have been sad about it. But I can't let my father worry. I think he might be more sad than me, so I can't cry."

Maka listened to the girl's increasingly low murmur and touched the envelope that he had kept in his coat pocket. An idea flashed through his head and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"My mother also passed away. I think I kind of understand the feeling you're talking about, but I'm thinking that maybe this doesn't mean we'll never see my mother again." 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 normal expression on her face, but I'm afraid it wasn't because of the surprise at the idea.

"Once you make a mistake, it will become very dangerous." Luna's voice was still very soft, but the trance in it was completely gone.

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

Luna stared at Maka for a while, but she smiled a little. She pursed her lips and added softly: "But it is indeed a way."

Although the night breeze was refreshing, it was still a bit chilly. Maka shrank and wrapped his coat tightly. He waved to Luna and asked her to go back to the house, then turned around and headed towards the building that looked like a

Walking to the chess piece's house, Luna stood behind, looked at Maka's back, and then pursed her lips.

"Wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind." Luna's words were as low and inaudible as talking to herself.