Chapter 474: On the eve of the funeral
Since the afternoon of Christmas Day, the sun has been shining brightly for several days, as if it has forgotten its duty.
Snowflakes once again occupy everyone's field of vision, and also occupy everyone's time to play outdoors.
However, Maca didn't plan to stay for long, and there were still many things to do. Now that you've enjoyed a cheerful friendship, it's time to take action.
In a week's time, it will be the public day of Dumbledore's funeral. Whether they were friends with Dumbledore or not, a large number of wizards were coming one after another to mourn the first white wizard of our time and start a silent service in advance.
The village of Hogsmeade was filled with these people at once, not only was the upstairs of the three brooms full of tenants, but even the pig's head bar was so filthy that there was not a single room left.
Whether it's day or night, the streets of the village are full of people, and it's not easy to walk normally.
Hogsmeade Village has become like this, and Hogwarts Castle is naturally not much more relaxed. Because of the hype surrounding the funeral, there were more people than Professor McGonagall had expected, and there were a lot of people who were not easy to take lightly.
Every professor in the school moved, and Maca, the youngest professor of ancient magic, was not spared, joining in the hospitality of the guests.
He thought that with his appearance, he would have to take some saliva when receiving guests. But he soon found that his fame seemed to be much greater than expected, and many people already knew him.
But think about it, he hasn't had many small things in the past few years, but the big things have never been broken, plus the last time he accepted the Merlin Medal, most of the people who should know him can't forget him.
Soon, as the snow outside became heavier and heavier, a few days passed in a hurry.
In the past few days, Maca has seen countless people......
There are representatives of various pure-blood families at home and abroad, as well as excellent wizards of mixed blood or Muggle origin, and of course, there are many ordinary wizards who are not famous and have never even heard of them.
There are professors and even principals of major magic schools, representatives of various large and small organizations, and of course there are also members of the International Federation of Wizards.
They all come from different industries, different families and even different countries, but each of them will say "condolences", and each of them will sigh for Dumbledore's life, and they will also be grateful for Dumbledore's existence.
Each of them interprets everything Dumbledore has done, and they also show the grandeur of Dumbledore's life that is difficult to describe in words.
Even if the body is dead, but some people just want to shine brighter than those who are still alive, and this is Albus Dumbledore.
Maca doesn't know how many people have felt this, at least he himself, he really felt it. Although he has never pursued this kind of turbulent life in the crowd, he can't help but sigh in his heart.
The evening before the funeral began, another huge carriage flew into Hogwarts Castle. It was dragged by a dozen gigantic rune horses, their silver wings spread and landed lightly at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
Immediately, Madame Maxim, who had not been seen for a long time, stepped out of the carriage and gave an intimate hug to Hagrid, who had been running upside down.
Almost at the same time, a delegation from the British Ministry of Magic arrived, including the current minister, Rufus Scrimgeur. And with their group of people was the president-in-waiting of the International Federation of Wizards, the famous African wizard Babajid Akinbad.
These two guests are coming, so it's no surprise that they're coming. But if they come together, it will inevitably make people suspicious.
Several members of the International Confederation of Wizards had arrived a few days earlier, and they thought that the incoming Akinbad would choose to avoid suspicion, but they didn't expect him to come again, and he came with Scrimgeur.
After Fudge, the last minister of the British Ministry of Magic, was finished, anyone with a discerning eye could see that something was wrong.
But Maca has some bottom in her heart.
Most of the two men were not suspicious - Dumbledore had told him personally about the day before and after the Merlin Medal ceremony. So, even if they're together, it's not necessarily a bad thing.
Compared with these two "official" figures, Maca is more concerned about another matter......
"Why are you still here? Didn't I tell you when I left the Burrow? This funeral ceremony is more for outsiders to see, and it is destined to be not peaceful, so you'd better not come! β
Outside the packed auditorium, Maca frowned and looked at Harry and the others for a headache.
Fortunately, Luna was more obedient, and he said that he really stayed in his house obediently when he didn't come; Hermione, on the other hand, was relatively more sensible, she knew that it was useless to come, so she didn't show up at school today.
"Maka, we can't sit at home and leave it alone!" Harry stubbornly said, "I know a lot is going to happen today, but when we think that the professors and you are all working hard for Hogwarts, how can we sit and play cards and chess in the Burrow?" β
ββ¦β¦ Oh, yes. Ron snorted.
He didn't seem as determined as Harry, but the fact that he was here meant that he was actually in agreement with the action.
"Well......" Marca said helplessly, "where's Hermione?" Since you're here, most likely she's here too, right? β
To Maca's surprise, Harry immediately shook his head.
"Ron and I came over this time, and Hermione wouldn't agree." He said softly, "She sent us a letter two days ago, so let's come here without an impulse...... So today, we didn't talk to her. β
Maca was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Ron again.
"She's not coming, and we don't want her comingβ" Ron said in a more resolute tone this time, "It's enough to have the two of us stupid, there's no need for her to be forced to risk it with us." β
"Have you made up your mind today to exchange your life for psychological comfort?" Maca said unceremoniously, waved her hand again, and said, "Go back quickly!" Hogwarts will definitely use you in the future, but definitely not nowβdon't you understand this? β
"We're not going back!" Harry insisted, "Didn't you say that you were in the orchard that day?" Written knowledge is far less important than actual practice - I think this is common when it comes to fighting the dark arts! β
"Ordinary training is far less important than actual training." Ron added.
"That's right," Harry nodded, and continued, "Besides, Professor Dumbledore also said that death is just another great adventure - didn't you convey it to us on behalf of the professor?" β
Speaking of this, he paused, then looked directly at Maca and said, "I know, with the ability of the two of us, it's too early to understand Dumbledore's words!" But if we don't face it all the time, how can we understand the truth when we really need to face death? β
I have to say, Harry's sentence does hit the nail on the head.
Maca has always been trying to protect these friends, not wanting them to be in too much danger. But if you let them hide in shelter every time, you won't usher in real growth.
He is not unclear about this, but it is difficult to let go.
Not to mention Harry and Ron, the boys, at least Luna, Hermione, Willy, and other girls, he couldn't help but shelter them.
In some ways, he may be a ruthless man; But in other ways, he is actually very soft-hearted. That's why he always laughs at himself, saying that he is just an ordinary person.
Like Dumbledore, he loved Harry, a courageous lion cub, just as he did for any other young wizard. But if necessary, he could even let Harry die once to make sure he could live more peacefully in the future.
If it were Maca, he wouldn't have been able to do that.
Faced with Harry's arguments and Ron's silent support, Maca hesitated.
Although the ability of these two former classmates and current friends is indeed not enough to cope with most difficulties, he can feel their courage and responsibility.
As they grew older, their bodies grew as tall as they were, and Ron was even half a head taller than him.
And probably because of his own guidance and nudge, the character and temperament of this red-haired boy have gradually drifted away from the occasional cloudy appearance in his impression, and courage and persistence have slowly begun to appear.
On the contrary, Harry, under the influence of his own series of actions, has obviously slowed down his growth. It's rare to show courage this time, and he really shouldn't have to obstruct it.
But danger is danger after all, not only Voldemort is far from the Voldemort in his distant memory, but even Greenwald is also involved, plus there is the so-called "crime" that even he is puzzled about, the situation has already become more chaotic.
In this case, Harry and Ron's courage seemed too small to describe their existence as a flame in a blizzard.
Can this spark burn the plains? Even if this were possible, Maca was not a gambler who could gamble on anything.
ββ¦β¦ Follow me. β
Gamblers can't be a gambler, but the dealer can still be a dealer. Regardless of whether they win or lose, if they can find a way to keep their chips, it is not impossible to fulfill the wishes of the two of them.
"There's a whole night until tomorrow, and it's up to you whether you can stay or not." As she walked, Maca whispered, "I know you want to do something, but if it doesn't work, what's the difference between it?" β