The evening sun has a trance-like beauty, it falls through the gaps in the clouds, precipitating a lazy atmosphere. The intricate array of tombstones creates a different atmosphere by dragging narrow shadows in the dim sunset.

Not far away, by a leafy poplar tree, a man with messy white hair like a marshmallow was standing with a little girl in his hands. There is no doubt that this is a father and daughter who are sweeping the grave.

What Maca noticed just now was the back of the girl with pale blonde hair and waist-length hair.

Of course, Maca wasn't a pedophile, and he wasn't interested in a little girl who looked to be in her early teens at best—though he was about the same age now. It's just that this long hair, but it exudes a layer of glittering light in the setting sun, and the unique scene is really impossible to ignore.

Maca couldn't help but take a few more looks, but that's all. He paused, then looked away and walked towards town with his suitcase.

It was only as he was about to step out of the tomb circle that he faintly heard the man's voice.

"Luna, let's go back too, it's getting late."

Luna? Long pale blonde hair? In the depths of Maca's mind, a flash of inspiration flew through a few words that seemed obscure due to the passage of time.

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

Maca stopped again, hesitated in place, and then slipped headlong into the bushes by the side of the road—he wanted to go around to make sure.

By the time Maca returned to the cemetery from the woods, Luna and her daughter had already left. He deliberately leaned over to the place where the two men were standing just now and looked down at the tombstone.

Pandora Lovegood...... Lovegood, that's right. Maca pondered for a moment, then took a step forward and ran, "It's obviously much better to ask a living wizard for directions than to go on your own, and maybe you can borrow her fireplace for a while!" What's that thing called? Fly...... Flying stove powder? ”

"That...... Mr. Lovegood, wait a moment! ”

Father and daughter apparently weren't walking fast, or rather, thankfully, they hadn't left with their magic yet, allowing Maca to catch up.

"Hmm, may I ask who you are?" Luna's father, Xenophilius, asked suspiciously, looking at Maca, who was hurrying towards them.

"Oh yes." Maca quickly ran up to the father and daughter, took a moment to catch her breath, and then continued, "I'm a fan of the magazine you edited, and you know, I love the articles in it, and it adds color to my life. ”

In fact, Maca couldn't even remember what the magazine was called, but that didn't stop him from using it as a reason for the conversation.

"Hmm...... Scimitar, yes, scimitar. I want you to know that I've always believed in them, even though I haven't been able to find them. Maca struggled to recall the dusty memories, capturing every bits and pieces she could think of, and tossing them as bargaining chips for the conversation to the father and daughter standing in front of him.

"Oh, a companion."

Luna's tone was a little dazed, but her silver-gray eyes stared at Maca's face without blinking. It can be seen that she has developed some interest in Maca.

"Haha, thank you for your support, my dear little reader." Xenophilius nodded happily, looking pleased.

Seeing this, Maca immediately carried forward his specialty of climbing poles at the sight of a pole, put on a smile on his face, and talked to Xenophilius with excitement, as if he were really a loyal reader of the magazine.

Believe me, it's not that hard, just follow the topic of the scimitar-horned snoring beast and let Xenophilius talk about it, and then he chims in with it from time to time to keep the conversation going.

Three figures, one large, two small, and three figures drifted away on the road, laughing and laughing on the way, and this conversation was obviously very successful.

Eventually, Marka was not surprised to be invited to Lovegood's house, where she planned to stay for a few days. This is only because he "just happened" and "carelessly" revealed that he would be enrolled in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry on September 1 this year.

If nothing else, Luna will be enrolled in school in another year, and then Maca will naturally become her senior.

"I'm going to have to take care of your junior next year, Mr. Maca." Xenophilius touched Luna's hair and grinned, "Come on! It seems that today's dinner can be a little more hearty than usual, and we want to welcome your senior in advance! ”

It has to be said that from this "very rich" dinner, it can be seen that the economic situation of the Lovegood family does not seem to be very good. But that's not too important to Maca, he's not a person who likes luxury. For him, poverty and hunger were the norm in his childhood.

Not to mention, on the small table in front of me, there are many ingredients that maca has never seen before, and although some are a little strange, the taste is still unique, and the portions are very large.

Maca especially likes the soup made from an aquatic creature called "largemouth colored ballfish", which is indeed quite delicious. Of course, their meat is not very good, it is estimated that the amount of exercise is too much, which makes the meat too old, and there is a very strange earthy smell.

"Have you eaten enough, child?" Seeing Maca put down the spoon in his hand, Xenophilius couldn't help but ask, "Perhaps, how about you also have a cup of Goldigan tea?" ”

"Oh, no thanks, I think I ate too much." Maca touched her round belly and said embarrassedly, "You don't mind if I go out for a walk, do you?" ”

"Of course, you can have Luna walk around the neighborhood with you, it's safe and the air is great." Xenophilius shrugged, "And I'm afraid I'll have to prepare for tomorrow's work, you know, writing a manuscript or something." ”

"Luna, I wonder if I can invite you for a walk?" Maca turned her head and looked at the girl who was in a daze.

"Huh?" Luna turned her head when she heard the voice, "What? Oh, and of course, we can move on to some other magical creatures......"

"Yes, yes, I think it's a good idea to talk about unicorns, and they are said to be famous among Muggles as well." Maca smiled and stood up and put on her coat, then opened the door not far behind her.

Everything else was nice here, but the room was a little too crowded, which reminded him of the little loft he had lived in for three years.

The evening air is still familiar, but it's much crisper than Topointe's Temo Lane, where Lovegood's house is built on a hillside.

The wide field of vision and the starry sky make Maca's gaze blurry, and probably Luna's personality has something to do with this living environment!

"It's beautiful and there's a sense of freedom."

Here, with nothing in your way, Maca walks with her senses and gazes into the endless night sky.

Luna, who was talking to herself about mistletoe and the hook, stopped uncharacteristically when she heard this, stared at Maca, and then fixed her eyes on the starry sky.

"Luna, look, there's a smell of freedom here, do you smell it?" Luna said softly, the confusion in her tone seemed even worse than usual.

"What?" Maka froze for a moment, then blinked as if remembering something, "Oh, yes, did your mother say that?" ”

"My mom likes it too, and she often takes me out to see the stars when she's resting." Luna nodded, completely indistinguishable from her expression, but it was clear that some things couldn't be so easily relieved.

Maca nodded, vaguely remembering that Luna's mother had died, perhaps not too long ago. Of course, he also thought of his mother, in this life and in the previous life.

"It is said that the position and trajectory of the stars can be used as the basis for prophecy, and those centaurs seem to be very good at this."

In Maca's own case, he thinks that at times like this, it's better to avoid it than to say something like "I'm sad about this" or "I'm sorry", but Luna is clearly not the average girl.

"But my mother has died, and just last year, she went wrong because of a spell." Luna didn't take the topic that Maca handed over, but continued to talk to herself.

"It was really scary, and I've been sad about it. But I can't let my dad worry, I think he might be more upset than me, so I can't cry. ”

Maca listened to the girl's murmur getting lower and lower, and touched the envelope that he had been carrying in his coat pocket, and a thought flashed through his head that made him raise an eyebrow.

"My mom passed away, too, and I think I kind of understand what you said, but I'm thinking that maybe that doesn't mean we'll never see her again." Maca thought for a moment, then continued, "The principles of magic have always been vague, if we could study it more thoroughly......"

Luna finally had some ordinary expression on her face, but it was probably not because of the idea that she was surprised.

"If you get it wrong, it becomes dangerous." Luna's voice was still soft, but the trance in it was gone.

"Well, I think you're right." Maca rubbed her forehead awkwardly.

Luna stared at Maca for a few more moments, but smiled slightly. She pursed her lips and added softly, "But this is indeed a way." ”

Although the night breeze was refreshing, it was still a little cool after all, and Maca shrunk back and wrapped her coat vigorously. He waved at Luna and beckoned her back to the house, then turned and walked towards the house, which looked like a chess piece. Luna stood behind, looking at Maca's back, then pursed her lips.

"Wisdom is the greatest treasure of mankind." Luna's words were as inaudible as if she were talking to herself.