When death gradually became a habit, Millian thought he probably would no longer shed tears for someone's death.

But it wasn't until the moment of Asa's accident that she realized that even if there were no tears in her eyes, her heart would still be filled with sadness, and she could not breathe.

When Sirius took her to identify the familiar man in the makeshift ward behind the hall, Millian finally realized that she might be far less strong than she thought.

This opposite sex, who has known her since childhood, is lying on the ground motionlessly, long gone.

"... Yassa."

As she looked at the face with her eyes closed slightly, Millian could not help but whispered a little, she felt her voice trembling slightly involuntarily.

Since he was taken away and imprisoned by Haierbo at that time, Millian has never seen him again. It was clear that he couldn't survive, and Millian had never given up searching—even if it was just like this, with a last look at him.

"Mr. Black, this is indeed my companion Asa ..." After watching silently for a long time, Millian said quietly, "You said earlier that he was already dead, isn't he?"

Sirius has been standing beside him from now on.

In fact, as soon as he saw Millian's expression, he knew that the man who had come in pretending to be a lurking victim could already confirm his identity.

Seeing Millian asking for details, he nodded:

"Yes, he should have died a long time ago, but was given terrible fighting ability by black magic. As for his consciousness, I am afraid it no longer exists ..."

"Is that the Haierbo?"

"probably!"

In fact, for Millian, the answer is no longer important. To this day, even Grandpa Raven has died, and many things are no longer necessary.

Otherwise, she fears that she will gradually understand that, in fact, the lives of these children are an unknown mistake.

"Mr. Black, do you know ... Actually, we were all just ordinary Muggle children, and they should have died long ago. If we had to say that we could live to this day, this was an incredible adventure. It's ... "

"And now, Asaph has finally returned to his original fate."

"Really, I don't know what it means in our lives. Perhaps ... it was the most real thing for us to die as a Muggle."

When speaking these words, Millian's eyes seemed a bit erratic, as if reminiscing about the bits and pieces of her childhood.

It was a long time before she turned around again and said:

"I don't know ... Can I hold a funeral for Asaph? An ordinary Muggle funeral ... well, will it bother you?"

Sirius thought about it, then nodded.

"When Maca wakes up, ask him! After he has checked for Mr. Asa, it should be fine." As he said, he walked outside the door. "Time is still there, I think you may also have A lot of things have to be said to him 'alone' ... I'm waiting for you outside. "

After all, Sirius left the room and went out into the corridor.

"Ma--"

As soon as he came out, he saw Maca leaning against the wall, making a few loud gestures at him.

"Are you awake? Why don't you sleep more?" Sirius lowered his voice deliberately.

Maca waved his hand.

"It's enough," he replied casually, and then laughed. "Sirius, what's the matter with you today? It's so understanding and leaves her alone ... It's not like your usual style what?"

In the face of Maca's ridicule, Sirius shrugged unwillingly ... In fact, he saw his past in Millian.

When Harry's parents died, he and Lupin lost two of their best friends.

But now looking at Millian's calmness and sorrow, he suddenly realized that even if everyone was going through similar stories, everyone's choices were different.

At that time he chose to let his anger burn unbridled, and that anger did not go out even after ten years in Azkaban.

And Millian chose to bear it silently, that's all.

If he was still young, Sirius would definitely scoff at it, but now, he somehow wants to agree with Millian's choice.

Of course, Sirius is still Sirius, even if there are changes in his heart. He would not easily say such a thought in his heart.

Seeing Sirius didn't seem to want to answer, Maca smiled indifferently again.

"Since you've given her time alone, I'll come back later!" He said, "As for the funeral, of course, there is no problem, but I must wait for a while ... see you later."

Looking at the back of Maca, Sirius Wu shook his head and didn't know what he thought of.

...

Speaking of which, Maca did wake up a little bit earlier, and it was only six hours since she fell asleep.

However, this is really because there is another important thing waiting for him to do!

After going to the hall to ask someone, he went straight up the stairs and went straight up to the sixth floor of St. Mungo.

Sarah had returned to Hogwarts after the formation had ceased to function. But perhaps because of the relationship between Victor and his son, Sinista stayed here.

At this moment, the sixth floor has been restored like the lobby, and the afternoon tea room and the gift shop for visitors are reopened.

"Oh, you guys are here!"

Maca explored the probe in the tea room, and soon saw the figure of Sinista, and the old Victor was sitting opposite her.

After Hermione's "nosy business", the pair of father and daughter who have never met each other finally put aside the obstacles between the two sides and truly confirmed each other's existence.

In this period of so many disasters, this relationship is undoubtedly extremely precious.

Since Maca had hardly participated in the whole process, and most of them were even heard indirectly from Hermione's mouth, the details of him were not very clear.

But this did not prevent him from taking this as a topic, sitting down and chatting with the father and daughter.

"Professor Sinista, listen to what you were talking about on Diagon Alley ... is there any plan to have Mr. Victor come to define the house magically?"

As he spoke, he naturally sat down at a table next to him.

But without mentioning the old Victor, the first reaction of Sinista was not to answer Maca's question, but to subconsciously and just like Sirius:

"McLean, you are up now? Saint Mungo is fine now, why not take a break?"

"Oh, why do you ask this question every time you see an individual?" Macarna said dumbly. "Don't worry, I have a good rest ... really!"

To be honest, just one or two people asked, he can also tell himself that everyone cares about himself. But if someone was told that he should sleep a bit longer, it made him feel a little weird.

Not only Sirius and Sinis Tower, but even the people you met in the hall and on the stairs just now, it seems that everyone you know can't help but greet yourself with such a greeting.

However, this is always a manifestation of care, isn't it?

Leaving a few doubts, Maka didn't plan to go around the circle anymore, so she said directly:

"Well, actually, I came to Mr. Victor ... I know you are a Muggle professor of astronomy, and this time, I need your help."

After recognizing Sinnis Tower, the old Victor was obviously very different from before.

Although he still had the coat of cleaning volunteers on his body, his entire face still had messy hair and beard, which seemed a bit shaky.

But now, he has the glory in his eyes, no longer like the old drunk man soaked in a wine barrel all day.

Hearing Maca asking, the old man nodded quickly:

"To be precise, it is astrophysics."

It was also an opportunity for him to meet his mother. Had it not been for the love of the sky like Aurelia ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the two would not have met and combined so smoothly, and then there would have been no such bizarre life development.

Although Maca's concept of "astrophysics" is somewhat general, it is only a rough impression. Seeing Old Victor's solemn answer, he was somewhat difficult to answer.

Fortunately, the purpose of his conversation was still very clear.

"Mr. Victor, let me tell you the truth! I don't know much about science, but at present there is a problem. I think we must have scientific participation to hope for a solution ..."

"Is it the magic world?"

The old Victor suddenly became curious.

As a veteran Muggle scholar with a longstanding relationship with the magic world, he also wanted to explore the mysteries of magic from a scientific perspective. Whether in the magic world or the Muggle world, the mentality of all researchers is virtually the same.

It is a pity that what Maca did this time was not a pure research, but wanted science to help him solve a real crisis.

After pondering for a moment, after all the influences that might be caused by revealing the truth have been secretly considered, he waved his hand and cast a muffled curse around.

"Mr. Victor, this matter is important ... whether you can help or not, at least please don't tell anyone other than us."

After getting a nod from Old Victor, Maca slowly said:

"Presumably you also know that Comet Haier-Bopp in the near future? I have to say that it will bring us a pretty bad disaster ... time is less than three months."

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