"Ding ... Ding ... Ding ... Ding ..."

Ron held a small hammer and a chisel, raised his hand in front of a rock, and every time he struck, a piece of rock was gently knocked off.

Seriously, in order to help Hermione produce a large number of rune stones, he just practiced a good stonemason's skill. But no matter what, he never thought that his inexplicable technique would eventually be used to make a tombstone for Percy.

But at this point, what he can do for Percy is probably limited to this little thing!

On Ron's side, a rectangular deep pit had been dug, and Percy had been placed in a dark-colored coffin and parked on the other side of the pit.

The deceased was large. Everyone, including Mr. Blois, stood in front of the grave with a solemn expression, silently waiting for Ron to personally complete the tombstone.

At this moment, no one is impatient.

"Percy ... if the world really is like Delphi said, there is a pure white space that gathers all the sources of biological spirit, then you must remember that Professor Dumbledore may be there. Go Do n’t panic, do n’t get confused, follow the professor! He will definitely take you in the right direction— "

Perhaps for a moment, Hermione suddenly remembered the memory of the hand that almost killed her. She vaguely remembered that it seemed that Dumbledore had suddenly appeared and rescued her once again.

Awake by the words that Delphi had said before, her memories seemed to become clearer and clearer, and she even thought of more pictures.

She vaguely remembered that Dumbledore appeared to be in a bright white light. In the shadows of people, non-human, non-spirit and non-ghost, but with infinite power in their hands, in a blink of an eye, all nearby corpses were turned back into normal corpses.

Yes, maybe ... Delphi is all true! There really is another space in this world, another world, a world that she can't really understand yet. The other end of the spiritual will of all creatures is there, fused with each other, and the earth is born, and it returns to nothingness after death.

Of course, there are occasionally one or two incompatible guys, such as Tom Riddle ... and Dumbledore and Witch Kern, for example.

However, given her limited knowledge, Hermione was clearly not thinking that deep. At this moment she was just vaguely aware of it, as if she understood something, but she didn't think of anything.

Ok! At least with Hermione's intelligence, she finally realized something.

"Yeah!" Harry followed, although he didn't understand anything, "Professor Dumbledore is 'over there'! And where he is, it must be heaven ... Well, I mean, if this There is really a word of "Heaven!"

"Ding!"

Suddenly, Ron dropped another hammer, and chiseled off the last bit of the edge of the tombstone. He dropped the hammer.

"All right."

When the words didn't fall, he saw that he waved his wand and floated the tombstone with a floating spell, and then gradually sinked a small half into the mud behind the tomb.

It can be seen that probably because the gravestone carving just took too much effort, his hands holding the wand were shaking slightly. But even so, his floating curse was still steady, and the tombstone fell on it where it should be.

And let ’s not compare it with other people, at least his spell level is already real, so we can see how much energy he usually spends to practice hard.

"Ginny, take another look, then ... let Percy be buried!" Hermione said softly.

"Ok."

After a moment of silence, Ginny, who had not spoken, finally nodded. Then I saw her walking slowly to the coffin, looking at Percy's pale face under the half-opened coffin cover ... I don't know when, eyes will be filled with crystal tears.

"Percy ... you must have seen it ... we've taken back our home! Soon ... really soon ... Mom and Dad will be back soon, as well as Bill, Charlie, Fern Reid, George ... they will all come back. In the future, our family will live together forever-- "

"Yes, stay together forever!" Harry also stood behind Ginny, looking at Percy's grimly expression. "I and Ginny have already said that, even if we are married in the future, we will still be. I'll put my home here-anyway, you know, I don't have a home. "

After saying a few words, Ginny, who was always strong, finally couldn't help crying and weeping, tears quickly wet the placket, and fell on the withered grass near her feet.

"Is this ... parting from life to death? It doesn't feel like the funeral of Phillips."

Sarah looked silently forward, suddenly raising her hand and tapping her chest. She seemed to feel an unknown sting deep in her heart.

This may be another feeling she has never encountered before.

But not far from her, Delphi, who was standing there with her staff, just watched it all calmly, as if she had become accustomed to many things.

"Bury it!"

The next moment, Ginny pursed her lips, saying so.

"it is good."

Harry nodded and turned to look at Ron again, and then they covered the coffin lid and lifted the thick rope under the coffin, sinking Percy's coffin to the bottom of the pit.

And at this moment, Ron, who had just pulled the rope, suddenly turned around and looked back at the crowd and said:

"Mr. Blois, you are the oldest person here, and also our elder ... May I ask you to say a few words of eulogy for Percy before covering the earth?"

Hearing this sentence ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Sarah couldn't help raising her eyebrows secretly, and Blois couldn't help but be surprised for a while.

Ron's proposal surprised everyone, especially one of the parties.

"Me? Is it suitable?" Blois was still the calm Blois, and after a little meal, he asked with a little doubt.

"Of course," Ron said suddenly, "You are a senior who Maca also trusts, and since the outbreak of this disaster, you have helped us a lot without asking for anything. This kind of kindness is worth all of us Respect ... I believe Percy thinks so!

Speaking of which, he couldn't help but look down into the grave, and then reached out and invited:

"Mr. Blois, no need to quit, please!"

It can be said that Ron's words did show a kind of maturity he had never seen before. In the past, it was impossible for him to speak.

But I don't know what kind of taste Blois is thinking at this moment?