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 cotton candy was standing there holding a little girl. There is no doubt that this is a father and daughter sweeping a grave.
What Maka noticed just now was the back of the girl with light blonde 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 - even though he is about the same age now. But this long hair exudes a glistening halo in the sunset. The unique scene is really impossible to ignore.
Maka couldn't help but take a few more glances, 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 take a few steps 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 blonde hair? In the depths of Maka's mind, a few words that had become somewhat obscure due to the passage of time flashed across her mind.
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Maka stopped again, hesitated on the spot, and then dived 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 her daughter had already left. He deliberately moved closer to 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 on your own. There’s so much, 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 weren't walking 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... Bent-Horned Snork, yes, Bend-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, and All the bits and pieces he could think of were captured and thrown 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 those silver-gray eyes were staring at Maka's face unblinkingly. It can be seen that she has developed some interest in Maka.
"Haha, thank you for your support, my dear little reader." Xenophilius nodded happily, looking very happy.
Upon seeing this, Maka immediately used his talent of climbing on any pole, put on 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 walking 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 the Lovegood house and planned to stay there for a while. This is just because he "happened" and "accidentally" revealed that he would enroll in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on September 1 this year.
If nothing unexpected happens, Luna will enter school in another year, and then Maka will naturally become her senior.
"I'll have to trouble you to take care of your junior sister next year, Mr. Maca." Xenophilius stroked Luna's hair and said with a grin, "Come on! It seems that today's dinner can be compared to It’s usually more generous, so we want to welcome you seniors in advance!”
It must be said that 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 luxury. For him, poverty and hunger were the normal features of his 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 flavor and the portions were generous.
What Maka especially likes is the soup made from an aquatic creature called the "Big Mouth Ball Fish". It is indeed a very delicious dish. Of course, their meat is not very good. It is probably due to excessive exercise, which makes the meat too old, and it also has 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'm too full." 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 of 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 coat 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’s a sense 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 pulls me out to watch the stars together during her break." 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 "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, because 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've been sad about it. But I couldn't let my father worry. I thought he might be more sad than me, so I couldn't cry."
Maka listened to the girl's increasingly low murmur, and then 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 passed away too. 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 our mother again." Maka thought for a moment and then continued. , "The principle of magic has always been vague. If we can study it more thoroughly..."
Luna finally had some normal expression on her face, but it probably wasn't because of the surprise at the idea.
"Once something goes wrong, 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 longer, but 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 cold after all. Maka shrank down and wrapped her coat tightly. He waved to Luna and invited her back to the house, then turned around and walked towards the house built like a chess piece. 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 inaudible as talking to herself.