Chapter 2574: confess

"sit down!"
Seeing Hermione walking in from the tent door, Marca got up and pointed to a chair next to her. Immediately afterwards, I saw him turn and walk towards the fireplace not far away, and with a cloth he took off the copper pot whose bottom was being licked by the flames.
"It seems that the temperature has started to cool down recently... Just in time, I just made tea, let's have a cup of warm body together!"
Under Hermione's eyes with mixed emotions, Maca still calmly filled two empty teacups with steaming tea, one cup was placed in front of the empty seat prepared for Hermione, and the other cup was directly held In his own hands, gently blowing the steaming water vapor.
After Maca was seated again, he looked at Hermione who was still standing a little further away, and signaled again:
"Sit down! Now that you're here, let's talk."
Hermione, who was standing at the other end of the table, still seemed a little hesitant, but as Maca said, since she's here, why bother?
Thinking of this, she finally put aside many thoughts in her heart for a while, walked over to Maca, pulled out a chair and sat down.
Then Hermione's nose twitched lightly, as if she could smell something, some familiar, some nostalgic.
She was stunned for a while, and then she picked up the cup and looked at it for a while.
"It's Gordigan tea."
Hermione said subconsciously, her lips touched, the hot tea made her a little hard to swallow. After hesitating for a while, she put down the teacup first.
Then, Hermione spoke again, turned her head to look at Maka's profile, and said:
"There are some things that can't be explained to us, and we already understand. But there is one thing I have to figure out - tell me, the 'that' at Buckingham Palace... is it really you?"
After asking this question, she paused again, and then frowned and said:
"You said yes, you don't know?"
After all, this Maca just woke up from "sleeping", and before yesterday, the ice coffin had been parked in this Granger camp. Even just in case, Bill and Fleur would personally go to the tent where it was placed every day to observe and confirm.
It is not difficult to imagine that if Maca has indeed been in a deep sleep, his understanding of many things since this time when he just woke up can even be said to be almost zero.
It's a pity that only Maca knows the specific facts.
"Ok."
Seeing Hermione asking about this, Maca, who was holding a teacup in both hands, freed one hand and scratched her head, as if she didn't know where to start.
"Indeed," he said frankly after considering what to say, "if you ask if 'that' is me, all I can say is that I can't be sure, because I haven't seen him with my own eyes. But...to be honest, whether 'he' is me, I don't think it's as important as you think!"
"What's the meaning?"
Hearing Maka say that, Hermione's brows could not help but frown even tighter.
"Don't worry, you'll understand after listening to me." Maca took a sip of the tea, then smiled gently at her, "I heard Sarah and the others talking yesterday, I probably already understood yours. Concerns. The question just now, in the end, you just want to know, will I make a 'that' choice? Obviously, you must not agree with the so-called 'new human' idea."
Speaking of which, Maka paused for a moment, and then nodded lightly as if to confirm something.
"Yeah, so if I did choose to do that, I'd be on the opposite side of you - in fact, at Buckingham Palace, that kind of thing does seem to happen? Well, that sounds... bad. through."
Seeing that Maka couldn't help frowning when she said the last sentence, Hermione was instantly refreshed.
"In other words, 'that' isn't you?" She said excitedly, "Yeah! If it were you, Maca, how could you have such an idea, it's just..."
"Hermione!" Marca pressed on her shoulder, as if trying to calm her down, "Hermione, don't get excited... Didn't I say it? Whether 'he' is me or not doesn't really matter that much. "
After repeating this again, Maka saw that she still seemed to be attached to this, so she couldn't help but sigh and shook her head:
"What's more... Seriously, if there is such a need, at least for me personally, it is not necessarily impossible to make a choice like that."
"How is that possible! You... you really aren't Maca!"
Suddenly, another figure appeared at the entrance of the tent, blocking half of the light coming in from outside. The other figure was probably holding his arm and was eavesdropping together, but now he was suddenly pulled by him and appeared there together, with a staggering pace.
It's just that even with the back light, Maca and Hermione in the tent could easily recognize that it was Harry and Ginny!
"If it's Maca, it's impossible to agree with such an evil practice! It will destroy the world!" Harry said loudly at Maca inside, "What's more, you also killed his Sister! Just in front of us! This kind of thing... this kind of thing... I..."
As if he didn't know how to interpret the anger in his heart for a while, after Harry repeated a few words, he simply raised the sword in his hand with a "swoosh", and the blade pointed straight at Maca.
"Hermione, come here! He's not Maca! Get out of his side!"
On the other side ~EbookFREE.me~ Hermione, who was suddenly caught in the middle, seemed to have completely lost her usual calm. Although she subconsciously stood up after seeing Harry appear, she looked left and right, but she didn't know what to do.
"Harry."
This time, Hermione decided to meet with a lot of determination. After thinking about it all night, God knows how much effort she spent.
So even when Maca finally admitted just now that she might indeed become the "Demon of Buckingham Palace" under certain conditions, she still held back the fear and anxiety in her heart.
Because one thing is already obvious - if the Maca in Buckingham Palace is not a Maca, and the Maca in front of you is not a Maca, then where is the real Maca?
Then, thinking about it this way, if these two are actually Maca, then things make a bit of sense... Even if such a result is unacceptable to anyone.
But is Harry wrong again? No, obviously not.
And at this moment, Maca, who was holding Gordigan tea, finally spoke again.
"Harry," he said with a smile, "even if you have to cut me with a sword, you won't be in a hurry, right?"
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