“…… Harry, Hermione, we can't be so depressed...... Remember? We have a lot of things to do, and we can't waste our time in this kind of place. ”

Ron, who had misunderstood Maca before, understood the feeling of being deceived now. But the more he understood, the more he realized that this kind of inner entanglement was actually not helpful to him.

If it weren't for Maca, he'd probably be the most annoyed one right now.

But now he vaguely knew that instead of filling his heart with remorse or even doubts about friendship, it was better to focus this energy on other more important places.

If they have enough strength to prevent the crisis from happening, they will have more leeway in the face of such a situation.

With Maca's help, he saw his mediocre talent. In order not to be left behind by Harry and Hermione, he had to work harder.

It was this vigilance that made him take the first step to cheer up at this moment.

At Ron's rare reminder, Hermione and Harry couldn't help but glance at each other. Only then did they realize that they began to see it because of the gloom in their hearts, and they became immersed in their own world.

"Oh-" Hermione said with some chagrin, "I think you're right, Ron. ”

Harry, on the other hand, suddenly leaned over and flipped through his bag.

"Thank you, Ron." He flipped through it and said gratefully, "If you don't tell me, I almost can't remember it - we need to continue studying the spell materials that Maca sent us last time as soon as possible." ”

Their extra Defence Against the Dark Arts class had only been taught once, but it contained enough content for them to practice for a long time. As Ron said, they really don't have that much time to think about anything else right now.

Especially after witnessing another danger coming, their desire to try to increase their strength became even stronger.

Soon, they were completely relieved of their worries and focused on the heavy spell reconstruction.

……

Truth be told, Maca should have a lot to do.

He had to tell the girl Zoe about her death, he had to try to sort out the previous events, he had to make some preparations for another trip to the secret island of Royna, and he even had to find a more suitable place to settle the children he had sent to Hogwarts.

Obviously, there are so many things that are outrageous, but he doesn't dare to leave easily at the moment.

To do this, he had to write a letter and send it to Dorset, which is located on the coast of the English Channel. Mr. and Mrs. Scamander live there now, and Zoe's grandmother is probably still there.

The letter was undoubtedly heavy, and in fact, the best way to convey it was for him to make a personal trip and talk about it face to face.

But the current situation really doesn't allow Maca to go out casually, and in desperation, he can only hope that Zoe's relatives can be a little more considerate.

As for the children who were rescued from the dungeon, they could still be placed by the people of the Order of the Phoenix. Even if the children were a little anxious without him, they believed that once they settled down, they would be fine.

So, now Maca was by Luna's side, wondering how the letter should be written, so that it would be less obtrusive.

After all, this letter must have been delivered to Mr. Newt Scamander. It was a wizard with great virtue in the field of magical creatures, and it made sense that he should have been more careful with his words.

While he was hesitating with his quill pen, Luna, who was leaning on the hospital bed in a daze as usual, suddenly came back to her senses, and her eyes fell on the bed in the corner of the hospital room.

Lying there was Joshua, who was now lying silently under the covers, not moving.

He didn't dare to speak, but after the previous fainting, he became even more silent. Not only did he not speak, but even when others asked him, he never reacted again, as if he had wrapped his whole heart in a hard shell.

Maca had also spoken a few words at him, trying to get some information from him about the night. After all, that night, apart from Helen Schoen and the Eight-Eyed Spider, he was the only one in the ward.

But in addition to the most basic eating, drinking, and lazing, this guy can only lie on the hospital bed and pretend to be a corpse. There are still quite a few students in the school hospital, and even Maca can't use the Dementor Mantra to get information in this situation.

Of course, the Receptive Mind Technique can't be used, and Maca naturally has a truth elixir to use. Maca was planning to "put some food" in the water he drank after writing the letter and settling the matter of reporting for Zoe.

Before that, though, Luna seemed to have some interest in Joshua.

“…… Maca? ”

After looking at Joshua's bulging bed for a moment, she spoke softly.

"What's wrong?" Hearing this, Maca immediately withdrew her attention from the letter she had just written in the opening format, and looked at Luna on the hospital bed, "Do you want to have some afternoon tea?" ”

Luna shook her head slightly, and gestured with her white fingers.

"He looks miserable...... she said softly, "and if you dwell on it, you usually lose sight of more of the good, don't you?" ”

"Really?" Maca followed her gaze as well, "I think you're right, he must be in a lot of pain inside. ”

After all, it was an Silent One, and pain and repression were the source of their strange power. If there were no such unspeakable suffering, they would not be silent.

"Maka, do you know Thestrals?" Luna's topic suddenly began to jump again, and she asked in a trance, "That's an interesting creature." ”

"Well," Maca nodded, "only those who have witnessed and understood death can see them...... They fly fast and have an amazingly good sense of direction. ”

"However, some people think that seeing them is an ominous symbol, and that they invite calamity." Luna blinked, a little disappreciative, "So many people don't like to see them, and even if they do, they don't dare to approach, but hurriedly dodge." ”

"Yes......"

Maca didn't know what Luna had suddenly brought up Thestrals. All he knew was that this girl was like this as a child, and she always spoke without a trace.

But when Maca was about to continue on the topic of Thestrals, he seemed to realize something, and turned his gaze back to Joshua's side again.

To be honest, isn't the existence of the Silent One actually similar to Thestrals?

Everyone has a disgust and fear of them, believing that they will cause trouble and cause unnecessary damage to themselves. But all this has nothing to do with them at all.

Thestrals are just a special kind of magical creature, and the Silent One is just a special kind of wizard.

Thestrals are special in their properties, once they are associated with death, people will always feel uneasy and instinctively avoid them.

As for the silent, they are even more unfortunate.

Originally, they were all children with magical potential, and if their talents were not suppressed, they would all become real wizards and embark on their own magical journey.

Centuries ago, when wizards were still mixed in the Muggle world, the huge number of Muggles persecuted them in every possible way out of fear of their power. Several large-scale witch trials have popularized this concept of hatred of witches on a large scale.

That dark age, which was full of wizards, became the period with the largest number of silent people.

But at least for now, with wizards and Muggles living elsewhere, the odds of the Silent being spawned have been greatly reduced. Over time, even the word has been forgotten by most wizards.

There is no doubt that each of the silent people who have been forcibly "created" in this era are the most unfortunate.

With this in mind, Maca grasped what Luna was trying to say.

Those who are silent and have pain in their hearts and are not yet understood by others need everyone to convey kindness. There's nothing wrong with them personally, it's just the people who made them like that.

This is probably the case with Joshua who is now in the same hospital room, and Helen Schoen, who is lurking at Hogwarts and hurting people, is probably the same.

Similar to Joshua, who had a tragic past behind her, Helen Schoen's reason for such an attack is probably to make people sigh incessantly.

Of course, why she did what she did is hard to know.

"No," Maka thought for a moment, but said secretly, "maybe Joshua knows." ”

Although Helen is dead, and one of the culprits, the old wizard, has been blown up into a rain of blood, most of the other silent ones are still alive!

Even if you know the estimate, it's useless, but maybe you can get some clues about Greenwald from it?

Maca nodded silently in her heart, taking the question to heart.

At this time, he saw that Luna had opened the latest issue of "Singing and Singing" and turned his attention to the magazine, so he also clenched the quill, staring at the still blank stationery.

In the moments when he sometimes frowned and pondered, and sometimes put pen to paper, the faint sunlight was obscured by the clouds drifting in the distance. It wasn't long before the snowflakes filled the world outside the window again.

Most of the students in the ward looked out and quietly admired the whiteness of the sky.

“…… It's almost Christmas, right? I don't know who suddenly said it.

Suddenly, in the whispered discussion of the eaglets, the gradually enriched festive atmosphere diluted the coldness in the ward, and a warmth arose spontaneously from everyone's hearts.