Chapter 2570

The sky was still gloomy, as if it was going to rain at any time. A thin mist rose on the sea, and the water in the air by the sea became more and more abundant and sticky, almost giving people the illusion that it seemed as if it had been raining.

When Maka came to the beach, another sea breeze happened to spread out from the sea, which also brought a slight coolness.

Except for the lighthouse not far away and the wharf farther away, nothing will come from the nearby coast. Therefore, at present, in front of the heavy reefs, a few figures are even more eye-catching. They don't even need the ability of perception. They can be seen with a single sweep of their eyes.

Hermione's state doesn't look very good. Even if she just turns her back to this side at the moment, Maka can feel it from her shoulders. She seems to be bound by complex and contradictory emotions.

This is probably the reason why she fled to the beach and didn't see him at the first time... Because she wasn't ready.

However, it was impossible for her to clear her mind and resolve her emotions by herself - Maka knew this deeply, so he came.

"Hermione."

In the sound of the tide beating the reef, familiar... But I don't know when a slightly strange voice suddenly interspersed in, which made Sirius, Ron and other people standing around Hermione look sluggish. Then everyone looked back at the same time after a moment of stiffness.

Except Hermione.

Maka gave a smile to the face that had become more and more determined after training. After nodding her head, Maka focused her attention on the back that was still straight and stubborn, even though she was immersed in confusion.

"Hermione, have you cut your hair?"

No answer.

Not only did Hermione not answer, but even the eyes of several other little friends who had turned to look here, except Sirius, also contained all kinds of complex and unspeakable, or even determined not to be close.

Marca, who had learned a lot from Sarah before coming here, naturally understood the reason. To some extent, at this time, Ron and others have not shown their vigilance and hostility, which is probably a very rare thing!

After all, even if Sarah had reserved something just now, the faint magic wave emitted by Ron's lower alchemical prosthesis could not escape Marca's perception - it seems that the battles they had experienced in the disaster area on the other side of the bank are much more tragic than what Sarah described.

But they... Especially Ron, when facing Marca who woke up inexplicably at the funeral, the feeling of alienation they showed is still not comparable to the hesitation and confusion hidden in the bottom of their heart and brought by the sense of trust.

I believe Hermione is the same! Although she has always turned her back on this side and refused to turn back, the more so, the more it proves that her inner struggle is actually worse than Ron and others.

"All right!" After pausing for a few seconds, Maka smiled and said in a sincere voice, "if you don't want to look back, don't look back! It's okay. But I still want to say... I'm back. I'm sorry to worry you and all of you."

Hermione still didn't speak or move. She just stood by the reef like a statue untouched by foreign objects.

Only the sea breeze kept blowing and stirring her hair, which had become a little short but still fluffy, as if she was trying her best to tell Maka who was watching her about her deeply repressed yearning heart that could not be discarded.

"Well," Marca paused again, and then said, "let me see Harry first! Listen to Sarah, he was hurt a lot in the battle with halbo... The power of the rules of Gryffindor sword remains. Maybe I can help him deal with it and make him recover faster..."

"Don't you think you owe us an explanation?"

Finally, just as Marca moved her feet, Hermione finally spoke. Although she still hasn't looked back to see Maka, her voice, in the end, brushed through Maka's ears along the salty sea breeze.

Slightly cool, with a trace of awe inspiring, the meaning of questioning seems to overflow, but it can't hide the trembling hidden in it after all.

And it was at that moment that Maka moved her right foot first and stopped again.

"I know. I owe you an explanation. I'm afraid there's more than one."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head, but anyway, Hermione was willing to speak, which was a good thing.

"But to be honest, there are some things I haven't figured out myself, and there are other things I'm afraid I really can't explain to you."

Hearing Maka's words, Hermione may no longer be able to bear it and suddenly turned her head. She glared at Maka fiercely, only half of her body expressed her lingering obsession, and the anger on her face explained her anger at the moment.

"What do you mean?" She said loudly.

But here, facing Hermione's anger, Maka sighed.

"Just now, there's one thing that doesn't need to be kept secret anymore. I'll talk about it and give you an example!"

After saying this, Maka sorted out her thoughts slightly, and then seemed to be immersed in an unforgettable memory, telling Hermione and others word by word like a story.

"That was when we were still at school at Hogwarts castle. One night, I gently knocked on the gate of Ravenclaw tower -"

This is the first time that Maka completely told the public about her entering the secret room of roina and accepting the secret of becoming the so-called "candidate".

From the beginning of obtaining the volume of truth to his first contact with the rule rune, he described his doubts and confusion in the face of the disaster prediction of royna Ravenclaw, his uneasiness and uneasiness in planning action with Professor Dumbledore, his thrilling and caution in excavating and collecting evil materialized objects The consternation and confusion of meeting roina's husband and knowing part of the truth

Every complex and bizarre experience full of danger and terror turned into language and appeared one by one in front of several friends and Sirius.

Until the end, the meteorite and halbo arrived as scheduled, and Hogwarts castle was reduced to ruins. Makana's slowing speed seemed to bring the whole story to an end.

But that is not the end after all, or now it seems more like a real beginning.

"... what exactly does" disaster "mentioned by roina mean? At that time, I thought it was probably this thing? But obviously, it doesn't matter at all now!" Maka frowned and slowly said, "after that, for some time, I finally found the seventh magic prop containing the rules of great sin - under the ruins of the school castle, in the secret room of Hufflepuff, which is a box."

"A box that can never be opened but will be opened."