Chapter 2617: she knows what you know

"Maka, what are you doing?"
On the edge of the forest where countless living corpses are wandering, a young man is sitting on the ground leaning against an old Scots pine. He was holding a dead branch in his left hand, and a wooden paring knife in his right hand, and he fell on the ground, letting the sawdust fly off the grass in front of him.
Speaking of which, this wooden sharpening knife was temporarily borrowed from Sarah, and Sarah has been using it to make dolls on weekdays.
And just as he was quietly scraping the dead branch, another girl was standing beside him. The girl put her hands on her knees and leaned over to watch the movements of his hands with an inquiring face.
Beneath the long curly hair that looked like a golden curtain, the little head swayed gently with every cut of the wood-cutting knife in his hand.
"You should see that, Luna..." The young man stopped the movement of his hand at will when he heard the girl's question, and while looking up at the latter, he raised the wooden stick in his left hand and said, "I want to make myself a new wand—you know, I lost the one I used the most."
"Oh yes...but, with dry Scotch pine branches?"
The girl kept leaning over and tilted her head slightly, expressing doubts to the young man.
But the young man shrugged.
"Who said it couldn't?" he said, swaying the dead branch he had cut in half in his hand. "When I sat down here just now, it happened to be lying by my hand - it chose me, didn't it?"
"You said it yourself?" But the girl replied at once, "You said, not 'the wand chooses the wizard', but 'the wizard chooses the wand'. So, even if it chooses you, you should refuse Is it?"
"Uh, did I say so?" The young man blinked his eyes, seeming a little embarrassed, and rubbed his scalp with a branch, "Okay! That's right, withered pine branches really can't be used as a magic wand... I admit, In fact, I just passed the time and cut a wand model as a souvenir or something."
Previously, Hermione and the others, after hearing Sarah's announcement that the first group of wizard troops had landed, decided to take a rest here and send Neville's patron saint to the mountains ahead to inquire about the enemy's situation. Because she was impulsive once under the influence of "sin" unconsciously last time, she decided to be more cautious this time, and waited until she joined that group of teams before taking action.
So, yes, Maca does have a little bit of free time right now.
On his side, after hearing what he said, the girl seemed to finally recognize and be satisfied with his honest answer, and didn't say anything. However, she still maintained her original posture, standing beside him looking at him with interest.
Then gradually, the girl began to understand why he just said that the wand was cut as a "memorial"!
As the dead branch gradually took shape under the knife in the young man's hand, a wand with a familiar shape and style was also shown in front of her little by little like that.
It was the "Elder Wand", which was said to have been broken and destroyed by Professor Dumbledore himself. That wand was of great significance to many people.
The surface of the slender wand from section to section has the unique peach-stone-like texture of elderberry, and any wizard who has heard of its name and glanced at it will probably not be able to admit it wrong.
Looking at this fake wand carved from a dead pine branch, which is highly imitating the old wand, Luna finally spoke again and suggested unexpectedly:
"Then you should engrave Professor Dumbledore's name on the staff."
"good idea!"
The young man first praised the girl, and then lowered his head again. After a while, he raised the sharp knife in his hand again, and carved a line of letters on a certain section of the stick.
only……
"'Herm-i-oneGranger'...Why engrave Hermione's name?" Following each letter engraved by the other party, the girl subconsciously read it out, and then realized that it was her friend's first and last name.
"Well," the young man paused after the engraving, as if he had thought about this issue again, and then raised his head and said to the girl, "I plan to give it to Hermione as a gift, I guess Maybe this can restore my impression in her mind a little?"
"Then you should give her a book, a book she hasn't read yet." The girl said, "It's best about ancient magic literature." She added.
"Oh!" The young man couldn't help laughing when he heard her last sentence. "It seems that you know her better than me now. Your relationship is so good! It even makes me a little envious."
But at this moment, another voice suddenly sounded from behind the old Scotch pine behind him, intervening in the conversation between the two.
"Our relationship has always been very good," the voice said coldly and warmly, "Luna has always understood me better than you...although I only gradually understood this after going through a lot."
When he said this, the owner of the voice was walking towards him. And when she finished speaking, her figure just walked out of the shadow of the tree trunk and came to the two of them.
The owner of this voice, "coincidentally" is the owner of the name engraved on the wand by the young man with a knife, the current leader, Miss Hermione Granger.
"Well," the young man nodded at her with a smile, then glanced down at the fake wand in his hand, "then I'll listen to Luna, and when I find a book you haven't read, I'll use it as a gift. deliver……"
"Ok!"
The young man hadn't finished speaking, but he saw the other party spread his hand towards him, then raised his delicate chin towards him, and hummed lightly.
The young man blinked again, and then subconsciously handed the wand in his hand, but halfway through, the other party turned his hand over and snatched it away.
Then our Miss Granger said nothing, turned and left.
Wait until the other party is far away~EbookFREE.me~ The young man turned his head again to look at the girl beside him.
The girl still looked at the back, but said in her mouth:
"You know Hermione just walked behind the tree."
"Yes!" said the young man.
"Hermione knows you know, too," the girl said again.
"Uh... yes, right?" The young man paused for a while, then nodded again.
"So," the girl turned her head to look at the youth when she arrived, "Hermione has accepted you now, and she should be a lobbyist for you, trying to convince Harry to accept you again."
"It's been fantastic."
The young man leaned back on the old Scots pine again, resting his arms slightly relaxed, and said so.
The sky was still overcast, making the wind in the woods cool, but it wasn't always a good thing.