Hogwarts Emerald

Ada stayed at the orphanage for the next two days, staying at Lady Mary's bedside. As Ms. Valente said, Mrs. Mary did not spend much time awake every day, and spent most of her time sleeping. Moreover, her waking hours are getting less and less day by day, and sometimes she talks nonsense, as if she is living in the past.

In the past two days, some people whom Ada had never seen or knew came to visit Mrs. Mary. They were all children who had lived with her. Some people come and go in a hurry, just sit for a while and then leave, while some people stay a little longer and want to say a few words of farewell to Mrs. Mary.

Mrs. Mary remembers everyone who comes to visit her, remembers their names, remembers when and why they came to live in the orphanage, and also remembers when they left the orphanage.

Even if she was still asleep and didn't see the person coming, as long as Ada gave a rough description of the person's appearance, Lady Mary could name the person. She never mentioned it to anyone, but she did keep every child who came after her close to her heart.

Ada has heard a lot about all kinds of bad things about orphanages. When she first came to this world, she was worried. If these bad things happened to her, how would she deal with it? Was she a violent resistance to a miserable life? Or do you want to live in this world submissively?

Fortunately, Ada was lucky. She met Mrs. Mary, who tried her best to protect every child. Maybe this is why Ada usually has such bad luck. All her luck is spent on meeting people who treat her well!

On Saturday afternoon, Lady Mary was in good spirits, and suddenly she wanted to go out for a walk and see the children. Ms. Valente and Ada looked at each other. They both knew what this meant. The time was really almost up.

Ms. Valente and Ada dressed Mrs. Mary together, and the two helped her down the stairs. When the children playing in the yard greeted her, Mrs. Mary smiled happily, and she was still telling the children to run slowly. Click, be careful of falling.

Ada helped Mrs. Mary sit on the bench in the yard and let Mrs. Mary lean on her. Her weight was so light that Ada didn't feel any weight.

"Do you still remember that when you were a child, you always liked to run around behind the older children? Even if you fell, you would not cry or make trouble. You would just dust yourself off, stand up, and keep running." Mrs. Mary was recalling the past again, In the past two days, what she and Ada talked about the most was the past.

"After you came back from Green...from the Green couple, you no longer played with everyone, but stayed alone in the house writing and drawing." Mrs. Mary continued, "Once, in order to force you and everyone Let's play together, and I'll give you a good scolding..."

"Then I cried and followed everyone around, just like before." Ada continued. That was the first time that Mrs. Mary lost her temper with her. Even though she was only four years old at the time, she still Keep this in mind.

"If it was really as good as before, if I could do it again, I would never let you meet Green and Taylor again, and I wouldn't let them hurt you again." Mrs. Mary said, this was her first time with Ada said this. She once thought that Ada deliberately alienated her because she agreed to Green and Taylor's adoption request.

Ada gently patted Mrs. Mary's shoulder and comforted: "This was never your fault, it was the world that was wrong..."

If she had been adopted by a wizarding family, nothing in the future would have happened, and Ada would not have had the chance to come here. Unfortunately, there has never been such a thing as if in this world.

The sky gradually darkened, and the children in the yard followed Miss Nelson back into the building. Mrs. Mary's eyes began to become cloudy and she became unconscious.

She said anxiously: "John, it's so late and Ada hasn't come back yet. You go out to find her and bring her back! Dean, you go too! Hurry, go!"

What Lady Mary was talking about was the night when Ada had an accident when she was ten years old. John and Dean were the oldest boys in the orphanage, but these two boys found nothing.

When they returned to the orphanage, they saw Ada walking like a zombie at the door.

"I'm here, right here, I'm back." Ada said, "Don't worry, I just came back late."

The unconscious Mrs. Mary stared at Ada for a long time, not knowing where she got the strength. She pushed Ada to the ground and shouted loudly: "No, you are not! John, Dean, go find Ada quickly." Da, she can’t be hurt any more!”

Mrs. Mary kept making trouble, asking people to find "Ada" who had not returned yet. Helpless Ada could only stretch out her left hand and wave it in front of her eyes, coaxing: "Madam, Ada has come back. If you don't believe it, , I’ll help you go and have a look.”

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly..."

Ada helped Mrs. Mary again and walked back into the building step by step. They met Ms. Valente at the door who rushed over after hearing the sound. The two of them helped Mrs. Mary back to the room on the second floor.

Helping Mrs. Mary to lie down, as soon as she touched the bed, Mrs. Mary fell into a deep sleep, but she still murmured before going to sleep: "Ada...where is Ada?"

The sleeping Lady Mary could not wake up again. At around four o'clock in the morning, Lady Mary returned to the arms of God and left her beloved children forever.

The funeral was held on Monday. After seeing Mrs. Mary's return on Saturday afternoon, Ms. Valente made all arrangements for the funeral in advance. Mrs. Mary's body was also temporarily stored at the funeral company.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the church in Little Whinging rang the melodious bells. Everyone followed the hearse and moved slowly. The funeral procession stopped in front of the church. When Lady Mary's coffin was carried into the church, the mourners also looked at each other. As you enter.

The white-haired priest told the story of Lady Mary and led everyone to pray for her spirit in heaven. Ms. Valente delivered a speech, recalling every moment of getting along with Mrs. Mary and thanking her for doing so many ordinary but great things for the children.

When it was almost ten o'clock, people followed the coffin to a cemetery. The grave had been dug, and the coffin was carried to the grave and gently lowered. Amid the priest's prayers, Lady Mary's coffin was slowly lowered into the deep grave, and there were gentle sobs from the crowd.

Ms. Valente was the first to put the flowers in her hands into the grave. After her, people came forward one by one, bowed to the grave, threw the flowers into the grave, and then left the cemetery one by one. The orphanage arranged food to entertain the guests. People coming to the funeral.

Ada, who was dressed in black, did not leave the cemetery with the people. She never cried. She had prepared the black clothes in advance, as if her heart was made of stone.

Someone once asked, "Why do people get sad when someone dies? It happens to everyone sooner or later!"

Ada once had similar doubts. As she grew older, this doubt disappeared. She was sad because there was one less person in the world who treated you sincerely.

For Mrs. Mary, who was suffering from illness, death was a kind of relief, and all the sorrow was reserved for the living people. Death is never a terrible thing, it is just another journey of life and another kind of imagination.

The wind in May blew gently through the cemetery, and drizzle fell in the sky. There was no one around. Ada was saying her final goodbyes to Lady Mary and the past.

Ada held her wand up like an umbrella, and the magic power coming from the tip of the wand formed an invisible barrier over her head. Not a drop of rain could pass through the barrier and wet Ada.

Ada stood quietly until the rain stopped. She slowly slid her wand over Lady Mary's tombstone. As the wand moved, a wreath appeared on the tombstone.

What is buried in the cemetery in Little Whinging is not only Lady Mary's body, but also Ada's last connection with the Muggle world and Ada's past.

Thanks to book friends for the reward.