harry potter book of crimes

Observatory? Telescope? Haha... Brother, what era are you talking about? The Royal Observatory in Greenwich has long been moved to Herstmonzoor Castle!"

Maka is now more and more convinced of her original idea.

For things like this, Scrimgeour should directly contact the Muggle Prime Minister as the British Minister of Magic - this is currently the most effective way to proceed.

To be honest, he felt a little bit blind at the moment.

Just now, when Maka entered the so-called "Old Royal Observatory", she discovered that there were only a lot of displays there. It was more of a museum related to astronomy education than an observatory.

After coming out of it, he thought about it and decided to go find someone to ask.

After disturbing a few Muggle men and women nearby, he found out that the Greenwich Observatory had been moved elsewhere decades ago, and what was left here was just a site with commemorative value!

Hearing that her trip was in vain, Maka felt quite helpless.

After all, he knew little about Muggle astronomy, and he had little understanding of the rise and fall of Muggle observatories. Looking at it this way, he suddenly felt that it was no coincidence that he could enter the magical world and become a wizard - it was just those who had been there since childhood.

A child who grew up in a wizarding family might be at his level.

While wondering whether he should consult a Muggle "big man" next, he unknowingly started walking along the road. But just when he began to think about going to the Prime Minister's Office to sit for a while

, but accidentally discovered that he was already in a garden covered with snow.

"Oh, is it him?"

Maka looked at the familiar figure not far away, and immediately realized that wasn't the chatty uncle she had just gotten rid of?

And when he looked at the bench next to him, an old man wearing a volunteer uniform also caught his eye.

"...Then this should be the 'alcoholic dad' he calls him, right?"

Just when Maka was hesitating whether he should avoid it to avoid wasting any more time, the old man suddenly raised his head.

The pair of turbid eyes with a hint of irritation looked straight at him.

"I'll eat somewhere else."

Old Victor paused for a moment, but he seemed to react quickly. But I don’t know what he was thinking. He said something to his son casually, then picked up the bag with the lunch box again and went straight to the rest bench on the other side.

Went over there.

"Dad...oh, sir, are you here?"

The middle-aged uncle was about to ask his father why he had to change places and start from scratch even though he had already cleaned the bench. But as soon as he turned his head, he happened to catch Maka's eyes first.

"Well, I'll... uh, take a walk."

"That sounds good," the middle-aged uncle nodded, "How about it? Did you receive the 'education of knowledge' in the old observatory? To be honest, I have loved astronomy since I was a child... It's a pity that I

You're so stupid, I probably didn't pass on any of my dad's genes to me!"

As he spoke, he asked Maka to sit on the bench, and at the end, he casually said:

"You see, that's my dad... Oh, don't get me wrong, his leaving is definitely not against you. I have to say, my dad is usually withdrawn and doesn't like to get too close to others... Well, probably

That's what happened."

"That's not necessarily true," Maka shrugged. "If you ask me, your father should regard me as one of your friends. In order to prevent me from having a bad impression of you because of him, he

I will go out of my way to avoid it."

After hearing what Maka said, the other party immediately shook his head.

"No, no, how is that possible?" He waved his hands repeatedly, "You must be thinking too much. My dad has always been the kind of person who goes his own way. How could he take care of my face!"

"Believe it or not." Maka spread her hands and asked casually, "You just said... you have liked astronomy since you were a child?"

After the other party heard this, he immediately nodded to Maka.

"I like it. I have always felt that the mysterious universe should be everyone's romance!" He said happily, "If possible, I really want to go to the universe one day to see... Of course, this wish will probably not come true.

So I plan to carve a sentence on my tombstone after I die——"

"An epitaph?" Maka asked, pretending to be interested, "What's the word?"

Seeing Maka being so cooperative, the uncle couldn't help but become even happier, and soon he smiled half-seriously:

"Just write 'Please send my coffin to the sky. If you are worried that it will become space junk, then let me fly towards the sun!';... What do you think of this?"

"Isn't that the same as cremation?" Maka also smiled, and then said, "By the way... I remember you just said that your father's genes were not passed on to you? Could it be that he was right?

Do you know a lot about astronomy?"

After going in a small circle, he still came to the question he wanted to ask.

Speaking of which, although he can do many things directly with magic, he would rather use more normal and ordinary methods to get what he needs.

Because, there is a Herbo hiding somewhere now! If you want to get things done properly, you'd better not act easily to attract that guy's attention.

As for Macana's seemingly curious inquiry, Old Victor's chatty son seemed even more interested.

"Of course!" he said, "I know, when you see my dad's appearance, it must be hard to guess that he was once a great person. To be honest, I admired my dad very much when I was a child, because I think,

He seems to know everything!"

"Well, you just asked him if he knew a lot about astronomy, right? I have to tell you that he was hired as a professor of astronomy at Cambridge University when he was very young, specializing in astrophysics..."

While the middle-aged uncle was talking excitedly, Maka saw that he was already quite old, but he could still show such a young mentality without realizing it. If he admired his father in the past, then now he

No more worship?

Maka didn't bother to disturb his mood. It wasn't until the other party finally had enough of it that he nodded in agreement.

"Oh, you do have an amazing father!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't stop for a moment, I talked a little too much..."

Only then did the guy seem to realize that he seemed a little rude, and he quickly apologized to Maka, but Maka didn't care much about it.

"No, you made me understand that you can't just look at people by their appearance..." Maka said with a smile, "Then, if possible, can you introduce your father to me? I heard you say so much

, I can’t wait to get to know him."

He had been waiting for this moment since he heard some clues from the other party's words. However, the other party seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

"This..." the uncle said hesitantly, "Actually, as I said just now, apart from drinking and cleaning this park, my dad only has a bad temper. It's not that I don't want to do it.

You introduced me, just..."

However, Maka still just smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I know - when I came here just now, I not only heard it clearly, but I also didn't forget it. Just feel free to take me there! Otherwise...if you don't mind, I can try it myself?"

"Oh! This is even worse. You will definitely be angry with his mouth..." The uncle hesitated again for a moment, and finally had to nod and said, "Okay, I'll try it with you."

..This is what you have to go to!"

He seemed to think that Maka would definitely encounter some unpleasant situations in the past, so he repeatedly warned Maka. But you could still hear it from his words, he was undoubtedly a kind uncle.

Because he even made an agreement with Maka. If his father opened his mouth and scolded him, then Maka would quickly stay away and let his son bear the storm coming from the old man.

It seems that he is often scolded at home.

When Maka followed the other party to the bench where old Victor was, she found that he was chewing an egg sandwich with his few teeth, and his mouth was twisting continuously.

But as soon as he saw the two people approaching, old Victor stopped talking. His eyes only stayed on Maka for a moment, and then fell on his son.

"What's wrong? What are you doing here?"

"Hey, Dad! Be polite... I just met this gentleman in the park. After he heard me tell you about your achievements back then, he wanted to come over and get to know you..."

"Achievements back then?" Old Victor curled his lips and asked, "What achievements were there? Why didn't I know about it?"

As he spoke, he finally looked over to Maka again, but he only took a casual glance.

"Well, the young man is quite energetic..." The old man looked up and down, and then muttered, "Just do whatever you have to do! If you have the time to get to know a rotten drunkard like me, you might as well go home.

How many books should I read?"

While talking, some bread crumbs and egg stars fell out of his mouth, looking somewhat disgusting.

But no matter how disgusting Maka is, it’s not like she’s never seen it before, so what does it mean? Besides, it didn’t spray on her, right?

"Sir, I remember someone said before, 'No matter how many books you read, it's better to walk more roads'; not to mention, I don't know which road to take now..."

Maka thought for a while and said, "I don't understand anything right now, so I am in urgent need of a 'guide'!"

Old Victor listened, took a good look at Maka again, and was about to say something else. But at this moment, he seemed to have discovered something wrong, and subconsciously looked around...(

To be continued)