Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 975: Science and Magic

When death gradually became a habit, Miriam thought that she would probably never shed tears for someone's passing.

It wasn't until the moment when Asaph's accident arrived that she realized that even if there were no tears in her eyes, her heart would still be filled with sorrow, and she would be breathless.

When Sirius took her to the makeshift ward at the back of the hall to identify the familiar man, Miriam finally realized that she might not be as strong as she thought.

This opposite sex, who has known her since childhood, is lying motionless on the ground now, no longer angry.

"...Asaph."

As she looked at the face with her eyes slightly closed, Miriam couldn't help but call out a little, and she felt her voice trembling involuntarily.

Since being taken away by Helbo and imprisoned, Miriam has not been able to see him again. But knowing that he couldn't survive, Miriam never gave up looking for it-even if it was just like this, it would be nice to look at him for the last time.

"Mr. Black, this is indeed my companion Asa..." After watching silently for a long time, Miriam said softly, "You just said that he was already dead, didn't he?"

Sirius has been standing beside him since just now.

In fact, when he saw Miriam's expression, he knew that the man who lurked in pretending to be injured could already confirm his identity.

Seeing that Millian asked about the details, he nodded and said:

"Yes, he should have died a long time ago, but he was given terrible fighting abilities with black magic. As for his consciousness, I am afraid that he ceased to exist a long time ago..."

"Are you caught by that Helbo?"

"Probably!"

Actually, for Miriam, the answer is no longer important. By now, even Grandpa Lavin has died, and there is no need to study many things.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would gradually understand that, in fact, their children's life was an unknowingly mistake.

"Mr. Black, do you know... Actually, we were all just ordinary Muggle kids. We should have died long ago. If we had to say, we can live to this day, it's just a game An incredible adventure..."

"And now, Asatar has finally returned to his original destiny."

"Really, I don't know the meaning of our lives. Maybe... dying as a Muggle back then is the most true thing for us."

When she said these words, Miriam's eyes seemed a little erratic, as if she was reminiscing little by little of her childhood.

For a long time, she turned her head 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 for a while, then nodded.

"Ask him when Maca wakes up! It should be fine after he has checked... Mr. Asaph." As he said, he walked out the door, "There is still time, I think You may also have a lot to say to him'alone'... I am waiting for you outside."

After that, Sirius left the room and went outside into the corridor.

"Ma——"

As soon as he came out, he saw Maca leaning against the wall, making individual vocal gestures at him.

"Are you awake? Why don't you sleep longer?" Sirius knowingly lowered his voice.

Maca waved his hand immediately.

"Enough is enough," he replied casually, and then smiled, "Sirius, what happened to you today? So empathetic, and leave her alone space...this is not like you Consistent style?"

Faced with Maca's ridicule, Sirius shrugged noncommittal...In fact, he saw his past in Miriam.

Harry's parents both died that year, and he and Lupin also lost their two best friends.

But now looking at Miriam's calm and sad look, he suddenly realized that even if everyone is experiencing similar stories, everyone's choices are different.

At that time, he chose to let his anger burn unscrupulously, and that anger could not be extinguished even after ten years in Azkaban.

And Miriam chose to accept it silently, nothing more.

If he was still young, Sirius would definitely sneer at it, but now, he somehow wants to approve of Miriam's choice.

Of course, even if there is a change in his heart, Sirius is still Sirius. He wouldn't easily say this kind of thought in his heart.

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

"Since you gave her time to be alone, I'll come back later!" He said, "As for the funeral, of course it's okay, but it must wait a while... see you later."

Looking at the back of Maca's departure, Sirius shook his head without knowing what he thought of.

……

Speaking of which, Maca did wake up earlier, and it has only been six hours since she fell asleep.

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

After going to the hall and asking someone to ask, he walked straight up the stairs and went straight up to the sixth floor of Saint Mungo without stopping.

Sarah has already returned to Hogwarts after the formation stopped working. But perhaps because Victor and his son are still here, Sinistera stayed here.

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

"Oh, you guys are here!"

Maca probed into the tea room, and soon saw the figure of Sinistera, and it was the old Victor sitting opposite her.

After Hermione's "nosy", the father and daughter, who had never met each other, finally put aside all the obstacles between them, and truly confirmed each other's existence.

In this time of so many disasters, this family affection is undoubtedly extremely precious.

Since Maca barely participated in the whole process, and even most of it was heard indirectly from Hermione, he was actually not very clear about the details.

But this does not prevent him from taking this as a topic, sitting down next to the father and daughter and chatting a few words.

"Professor Sinista, I heard that you were talking about Diagon Alley just now...Is there any plan to let Mr. Victor come to magically define it?"

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

Let’s not mention the old Victor, Sinister’s immediate reaction was not to answer Maca’s question, but just as subconsciously as Sirius:

"McLean, are you up right now? Saint Mungo is fine now, why don't you take a break?"

"Oh, why would I ask this question every time I see someone?" Maca wondered, "Don't worry, I rested well...really!"

To be honest, if only one or two people ask, he can also say to himself that everyone cares about himself. But if he was told that he should sleep longer if he met someone, it made him feel a little strange.

Not only Sirius and Sinistar, but even the people I met in the hall and on the stairs just now, it seems that everyone I know can't help but say such a greeting to myself.

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

With a little confusion, Maca didn’t plan to go around in circles anymore, so he said directly:

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

After meeting Sinistar, the old Victor is obviously very different from before.

Although he is still wearing the suit of cleaning volunteers, his entire face is still messy with hair and beard, and it looks a little shabby.

But now he has a look in his eyes, and he is no longer like an old drunk soaked in a wine barrel like he used to.

When Maca asked, the old man quickly nodded and said:

"To be precise, it is astrophysics."

This is also an opportunity for him to meet Sinistar's mother. If it hadn’t been for him to love the starry sky as much as Aurelia~IndoMTL.com~, the two would not meet and reunite so smoothly, and there would be no such bizarre life development afterwards.

Although Maca has some concepts about "astrophysics", it's just a general impression. Seeing the old Victor's answer in a serious manner, it was rather difficult for him to answer the conversation.

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

"Mr. Victor, let me tell you the truth! I don't know much about science, but there is a problem at the moment. I think it takes scientific participation to have the hope of solving..."

"Is it a matter of the magic world?"

Old Victor also became a little curious.

As a veteran Muggle scholar who has always had an inexhaustible relationship with the magic world, he also wants to explore the mysteries of magic from a scientific point of view. Whether it is the magical world or the Muggle world, the mentality of all researchers is actually the same.

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

After pondering for a moment, he secretly figured out the effects that might be caused by revealing the truth in the future, and then he waved his hand and placed a silencer around him.

"Mr. Victor, this matter is very important...Whether you can help, at least please make sure not to tell it to anyone other than us."

After receiving a nod from old Victor, Maca slowly said:

"Presumably you also know the recent'Haile-Bopp' comet? I must say that it will bring us a very bad disaster...time, only three months are left. ."

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