Chapter 355: Seeing Through
"Hello, long time no see, Mr. Malfoy, robber?" the girl patted the bronze and blue embroidered robes on her body, and slowly stood up, said in a grinning tone, and beckoned to him by the way.
She was none other than Luna Lovegood whom Malfoy had thought of just now.
"Looks like you're causing the mess out there?" Luna asked tentatively, not caring about Malfoy's identity as a "fugitive", as if she had met an old friend and caught up with him.
Without waiting for Malfoy to answer her, she bypassed him again, slowly approached the door, raised her slender arms, knocked on the inside of the door, and patted it.
"Can you help me stop them? She whispered briskly into the Ravenclaw door.
Luna didn't seem to be hostile to Malfoy at all, and even kindly offered to help him.
It's as if he's not a robber on the run, just a classmate who has a better relationship with her.
"My questions have always been difficult!" the gentle questioning voice just now seemed offended, and replied angrily.
As a door, it still doesn't seem to have the ability to distinguish between "good and evil".
After telling the knocker, Luna turned her head and looked at Malfoy with her hazy eyes, fiddling with the turnip earrings in her earlobe.
"Thanks, plus... Long time no see. Malfoy whispered, frowning slightly, a little suspicious of Luna's actions.
"It's been a long time, and isn't it a pleasure to have a journey with that Miss Delacour?" said the girl, ethereal, even though it was so close, it sounded as if it had come from far away
I have to say that this is a very deliberate joke question, especially when Luna asks it in her brisk tone, as if the two of them really just went on a trip.
"It's hard to say. Malfoy replied, shaking his head.
"They all seem to be attending the funeral, won't you come over?" he walked over to a round high table, found a fluffy chair with blue patterned cushions and sat down, and asked Luna slowly, changing the subject.
Since Luna has no hostility towards him, he doesn't want to deal with the situation in some unpleasant way.
Looking at Luna's performance, it seems that she has no opinion of him at all, as if the Christmas dance party has just ended.
In any case, this is better than being hostile.
At this time, Luna was the only one in the Ravenclaw break room.
All the rest of the students went to the memorial service and funeral in the auditorium with a sad heart.
"Professor Dumbledore isn't dead, so why should I attend his funeral?" said Luna, in a brisk tone.
Suddenly, he didn't realize what kind of impactful words he had said.
Malfoy raised an eyebrow, his light gray pupils constricting sharply, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the girl in front of him who spoke amazingly.
The girl's words made him nervous a little.
"You don't believe it? I think you should know, and of course, that's my instinct. Luna spun around the chair, pursed her lips, stroked her long, variegated pale blonde hair, and looked at her long-lost former dance partner.
"Professor Dumbledore's pet, Phoenix Fawkes, began to sing mournfully for him, but I could tell that it was not so mournful. Luna then said in a light voice.
"That's not what it should be like when you lose your master. ”
"That's kind of proof. Luna said confidently.
"Listen, now that phoenix is also singing loudly, isn't the song sad?"
The melodious and moving singing is now so penetrating that it spreads almost throughout Hogwarts, through the layers of stone walls, to the Ravenclaw common room.
By this time, the funeral had actually ended, and Phoenix Fawkes had already left, a constant echo caused by magic.
Unfortunately, Malfoy couldn't hear what Luna was saying that there was some false emotion in Fawkes's singing.
No matter how you listen to it, it makes people feel inexplicably sad.
A feeling of powerlessness suddenly welled up in his heart.
Because he didn't have the ability to distinguish the subtle emotional colors in the song, he was even more impressed by Luna's keen perception.
Maybe only this girl can do it.
"It doesn't convince anyone. Malfoy shook his head slightly, "At least not convince me." ”
"Of course, if I say that, everyone will think I'm still that crazy girl, right?" Luna looked up at the boy in front of her.
"But there's one more point. Just as Malfoy nodded slightly, Luna continued.
"The students who watched the duel in the Ministry of Magic at the time, and when they returned to school, they still couldn't see Thestrals. ”
"On the way back to school, our group passed by the range of Thestrals, and I saw them migrating in dense numbers, but they didn't react at all. Luna whispered.
"Only people who have seen death see them, and I don't know if they ever witnessed death with those professors, but I'm sure I did. Luna's voice was ethereal, with a hint of sadness.
Maybe she remembered her mother who died in a magical accident.
"Professor Graplan, from the Magical Creature Protection class, had originally wanted to explain Thestrals, but he skipped it because most of the students couldn't see it. Luna continued.
So until now, most people still don't know that it was Thestrals who was tasked with pulling the cart at Hogwarts, and no one who witnessed death still believed that it was a simple magic that powered the carriage.
This was a stroke of luck on Dumbledore's part.
If Hagrid was still teaching, he wouldn't have thought about it so much.
Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief and frowned at the same time.
"Then why didn't you tell them?" he asked, an omission he never imagined.
But at the end of the day, it was Dumbledore who didn't expect so many people to be present for this decision, and his students, and even Professor McGonagall took the lead.
And, of course, Luna's biggest variable.
"If the professor was willing to let us know that he is not dead, he will definitely take the initiative to show up, but even if so many people are sad for him now, he still does not appear, there must be his own reasons. ”
"Mad girls aren't stupid girls, and I think I'm pretty smart, don't I?"
Luna babbled and said, "When I was there, I was deceived into a lot of tears. ”
While rubbing the corners of his eyes.