"Observatory? Telescope? Haha... Brother, what era are you talking about? The Royal Observatory in Greenwich has long been moved to Herstmonsburg 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.
When Maka entered the so-called "Old Royal Observatory" just now, 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 realized 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 little about 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 - those children who grew up in wizard families were probably 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 started to think about going to the Prime Minister's Office to sit for a while, he 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 came into his eyes.
"... Then this should be the 'alcoholic dad' he calls him, right?"
Just when Maka was hesitating whether he should avoid it so as not to waste any more time, the old man suddenly raised his head.
The pair of turbid eyes with a hint of irritation looked directly at him.
"I'll eat somewhere else."
Old Victor paused for a moment at first, 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 containing the lunch box again and went straight to the rest bench on the other side.
"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 benches. But as soon as he turned his head, he happened to catch Maka's eyes first.
"Well, I'm going to... uh, take a walk."
"That sounds good," the middle-aged uncle nodded, "How about it? Did you get 'educated with knowledge' in the old observatory? To be honest, I have loved astronomy since I was a child... It's a pity that I'm too stupid. Yeah, 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. 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 quite withdrawn and doesn't like to get too close to others... Well, that's probably 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 it 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!"
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not." Maka spread her hands and then asked inadvertently, "You just said... that you have liked astronomy since you were a child?"
After hearing this, the other party immediately nodded towards 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 about it becoming 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 is very interested in astronomy? Do you understand?"
After a slight detour, 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 ways to get what he needs.
Because, there is a Haierbo hiding somewhere now! If you want to get things done properly, you'd better not do anything to attract that guy's attention easily.
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 man was talking excitedly, Maka saw that he was no longer young, but he was still able to show such a young mentality without realizing it. If he admired his father in the past, would he no longer admire him now
Maka didn't bother to disturb his mood. It wasn't until the other party finally had enough of his addiction 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 impolite, and 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, and 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 introduce it to you. ,only… "
However, Maka still just smiled and said:
"Don't worry, I know - not only did I hear clearly when I came here, but I also didn't forget it. Just feel free to take me there! Otherwise... if you don't mind, can I 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, "Okay, I will try it with you... This is You have to go!”
He seemed to think that Maka would definitely encounter some unpleasant scenes in the past, so he repeatedly warned Maka. But you can still hear it from both the inside and outside of his words. He is undoubtedly a kind uncle.
Because he even made an agreement with Maka. If his father opened his mouth and scolded him, then Maka would stay away quickly and let his son bear the storm 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 have you achieved? Why don't I know about it?"
As he spoke, he finally looked towards 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 what you have to do! If you have time to get to know a rotten drunkard like me, you might as well go home and read more. Here’s the book!”
While talking, some bread crumbs and egg stars fell out of his mouth, looking somewhat disgusting.
But no matter how disgusting Maka is, she has 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. He thought for a moment 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 then was about to say something else. But who would have thought that at this moment, he seemed to have discovered something was wrong, and subconsciously looked around...