Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 980: The residual sound of funeral music

"Come on! Come here too! Everyone has to put cream on their face. This is a tradition among Muggle friends on birthdays, isn't it?"

Looking at Harry, Ron, and Neville, the fellow males were also pushed to the side of the hospital bed. Little Cathy smiled and chuckled and painted a finger of cream with her hands, Maca couldn’t help showing it too. A knowing smile.

But when everyone found that little Cathy finally set his sights on Maca, he suddenly realized that the smile on his face was going to be snatched away by others.

"Oh, beautiful Cathy, don't you think you should save a little bit?"

To be honest, because Hannah’s cake is not so big, Cathy is already saving enough. Right now everyone's faces are actually just a finger of cream smeared on them.

However, looking at the amount left in the tray, Maca felt that she might receive a relatively special "care".

"Come on! Come here!"

Seeing that Little Cathy was completely unmoved, but insisted on waving at his side, he could only walk to the side of Little Cathy's bed honestly, and leaned down as he accepted his fate.

"Don't be too much, I'm really not used to putting these creamy things on my face--"

Before he finished his words, he saw little Cathy holding up the whipped cream in the tray with both hands without hesitation, and pressing it happily on his face.

Wipe off the cream that covered her eyes with her hands, and Maca opened her eyes and licked her mouth with a little helplessness.

"Okay! Maybe applying cream once in a while is good for the skin..." He smashed the delicate sweetness in his mouth, and made a joke as if to give up completely, but at the end he said, "Oh, Han Na! Seriously, your craft is really great."

Maca's face was full of cream, which made the big guy laugh again. Especially Luna, once she laughs, she always has a tendency to be unable to stop it, and the laughter is quite magical.

But because of what Maca had just said, Harry and the other boys seemed to have tasted a little helpless sadness from this joy, which made them unconsciously suppress their smiles.

Unconsciously, probably because of the lack of male voices, the laughter gradually became thinner and thinner. As everyone was affected one by one, they stopped laughing more and more strangely, and the atmosphere vaguely changed from brisk to heavy.

And this is another reason why Maca would suddenly tell Harry and the others just now-what should come is always coming, and he needs those who are not very good at hiding his mind. Boys created this opportunity.

At the moment, some of the people in the ward still don't know what's going on, while others already know some cruel reality.

Even Luna, a special girl who is not usually affected by the environment, gradually put away the smile she attached to. Of course, it still feels like a few shots slower than others.

Perhaps he realized something from this sudden change atmosphere, and Mrs. Pierce suddenly looked towards Maca.

Maca nodded slightly at her, and then said to everyone:

"Let’s all go out! Today is Cathy’s birthday. I think she must have some time alone with her mother, what do you think?"

While speaking, he winked secretly at Harry and the others, and they immediately cooperated in taking Hermione and the other girls out of the ward.

Little Cathy, who knew from the beginning, didn’t say a word at first, but when she saw that Maca helped a patient who was inconvenient to walk around, and other patients were leaving here, she finally couldn’t help but call out. :

"Ma, Maca?"

No matter how mature and sensible little Cathy is, and no matter whether she is also one of the creators of this opportunity, she will always be a very precocious child.

Maca heard an imperceptible tremor in her soft, seemingly inadvertent shout.

As for Mrs. Pierce who was standing aside, she would not understand the true meaning of Little Cathy's name of Maca. Without knowing it, she would only think that her daughter was upset because everyone was leaving.

"Well, help me out Mr. Woods..."

After handing the patient at hand to another patient with minor injuries, Maca stopped, then slowly turned around and returned to Cathy’s bedside.

"Madam, it's just me, is it okay to stay?"

Looking at her daughter reaching out and grabbing Maca's sleeve, Mrs. Pierce nodded silently.

"Then I will trouble you, Mr. McLean."

Maca could feel her sleeves being held tightly by Cathy's little hands--what kind of expression is she now? Maca didn't look down.

After that, the ward suddenly fell into silence. Only the nervous breathing of Mrs. Pierce proved that the space here was not frozen.

About two or three minutes later, the lady finally spoke.

"Little Cathy, mother originally didn't want to tell you about this...Mr. McLean told me that even if it's just the last memory, it is often more regrettable than nothing left."

"So, in order not to make you regret in the future, my mother decided to tell you this fact."

At this point, Mrs. Pierce has no more reason not to say it. She saw that Maca was right in front of her without any scruples, silently pulling the belt around her waist, and then letting her coat slip to the ground.

At that moment, her upper body was immediately exposed to the air. It can be seen that except for the outer robe just now, her extremely thin upper body did not wear any clothes, but was tightly wrapped in bandages.

Hiddenly, even from the gaps in the bandages, a trace of black translucent flames faintly protruded from it from time to time, like a living thing, without wind and automatically.

Yes, serious injuries are imminent, but it is actually Mrs. Pierce.

This is the terrible consequence of the disaster in London that she used to block a group of black flames with her body in order to protect little Cathy.

For this, her soul suffered a serious damage that even Maca could not heal, but Cathy just injured an arm.

However, although she thought that little Cathy had fainted at the time, she unexpectedly had already burned that scene deeply into her heart.

"My daughter... Mom may not be able to stay with you for too long."

As Mrs. Pierce said just now, although this reality is extremely cruel, it is something that little Cathy will know sooner or later. Rather than concealing that short-term peace was exchanged for a sudden shock, the mother and daughter might as well take advantage of the last period of time to create the last meaningful memory.

What's more, little Cathy has always known the truth, but the lady herself is kept in the dark.

"Big brother, I know you must have done your best. The bad guys are just those black monsters on the street. But, please help me and let my mother tell the truth! I don’t want her to suffer so much. I'm stuck in my heart..."

Maca still remembers that when he was checking on little Cathy a few days ago, and Mrs. Pierce happened to go to the restaurant to buy lunch, this very sensible little girl whispered to herself.

To tell the truth, even Maca was surprised at how smart and sensible this little girl was. Even though she, like other people of her age, has many very childish things, but her eyes can see many things clearly.

For example, in order not to be aware of her injuries, Mrs. Pierce asked Maca to wait for her to go outside for treatment every time she was treated.

However, as the frequency increased, little Cathy could easily see through the rules, and even struggled to get out of the hospital bed and watched the process of Maca's treatment for her mother.

And that's the case. Of course, Maca also immediately noticed Little Cathy's actions, and this was how the two secretly exchanged and planned.

It's just that little Cathy's strength is still limited after all, so she couldn't help but secretly call him when Maca was about to leave.

Perhaps she realized subconsciously that she needed someone to bear this unparalleled pain with her. Otherwise, she might collapse on the spot when she saw the so-called "truth" from her mother.

"Mom!"

When Mrs. Pierce’s extremely abnormal upper body was exposed, and when Mrs. Pierce said that she was running out of time, little Cathy threw herself on her body and hugged her involuntarily.

"Mom, how could... how could this be, why..."

Slightly lowered her head, Maca looked at the slight wrinkles in the cuffs, and did not raise her eyes for a short time.

He understood that the little Cathy at this time was no longer suppressing her acting, she was really calling for the injustice of this world.

"Why?" Pierce's house, which has no father and husband long ago, will now be taken away from a mother. How could this world be so ruthless.

Seriously, Maca would also like to know the answer to this question-if there are two hands controlling the world, then what the **** is the owner of those hands thinking?

He wants to know, why on earth he was thrown into this colorful, yet extremely realistic world?

"Mom... Cathy can understand, Cathy won't cry... So, mom don't cry, okay?"

Maca heard the words~IndoMTL.com~ suddenly looked up.

It turned out that in the silence, Mrs. Pierce already had tears all over her face.

Standing in silence for a while, watching the mother and daughter embracing each other speechlessly, Maca knew that little Cathy no longer needed him.

So, he left the ward quietly without making any sound.

"Let them stay in there for a while longer! Let's not disturb them," Maca who just came out in the corridor said calmly, "Go, let's go to the tea room on the sixth floor and a cup of afternoon tea."

As he was talking, he suddenly saw a figure running out of the corner of the corridor in the distance-it was Sirius.

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