After that, the funeral proceeded to the final flower offering segment. Katie brought two clergymen with flower baskets and waited near the stone statue. The guests stood up and received a white lily from Katie and bowed before the stone statue to express their respect. Of course, many of them had also prepared some personal gifts for themselves and were allowed to visit the statue.
The adepts who truly mourned for Flive felt a lot more comforted when they saw the mixture of a monument and a cenotaph. It was such a grand burial ceremony.
Even those who had nothing to do with Professor Fleevy, especially the elderly foreign representatives, were very envious.
After Stefanos presented the flowers, he also presented a gift box that he didn't know was prepared by his subordinates. He stroked his beard and looked at Fleevy's statue. He was a pure-blooded wizard, and whether it was the minister of the Ministry of Magic or the honorary position he accepted after retirement, he had lived a life of wealth and power.
However, looking at the scene before him, Stefanos was envious to the point of jealousy. After his death, he could build a monument to record his deeds in the True God Temple in the largest Sorcerer City in the world, and enjoy the treatment of being revered forever.
After the ministers, Hogwarts and Fleevy's colleagues prepared much more sincere gifts. Professor McGonagall prepared an old wizard's chess set. Professor Sprout gave a small potted plant of the Guardian Tree that she had carefully cultivated. It was a kind of magical pear tree that would protect anyone who touched its trunk from dark creatures. Even Snape didn't say a word, but rather unceremoniously, he poured a bottle of magic potion on the statue. It could keep the statue clean for a long time without needing to be cleaned.
The gifts given by the other students were much more varied. Although they were not as valuable as the gifts given by the adult wizards before them, many of them came with homemade commemorative cards. Another example was Flive's old friend, the owner of the Three Brooms, who had placed a glass full of sherry soda, ice, and parasol shells next to the statue of Flive. Dumbledore and Grindelwald had prepared some small cakes similar to the ones in the Professor's desk cupboard for the Charms class.
The members of the Phoenix Society who followed behind Dumbledore found that Mad Eye Moody's current appearance and brisk pace were somewhat eye-catching. His two legs, from the knees down, had been replaced by the floating city's new metal "J" shaped blade prosthetics. He seemed to be a little unaccustomed to the flexibility and assistance. Often, he would suddenly jump forward because of the rebound. Not only was the wooden prosthetic leg destroyed in the fire, but his real leg, which was relatively intact, was also destroyed. Due to the traces of black magic left on the real leg, it couldn't be restored.
However, at this funeral, the stubborn old man didn't like to curse loudly as he used to out of respect. Instead, he grumbled in a low voice that he didn't need to jump so far in his retirement. He walked up to the statue and respectfully offered his flowers. Kingsley, who was watching Moody from behind, breathed a sigh of relief.
The Tonks, who were waiting behind them to offer flowers, stroked their protruding bellies. She and Lupin also exchanged a few words with Jessica and Ian, who were wrapped in bandages. Daisy had entrusted her best friends, the Tonks, to help take care of the American siblings who had narrowly escaped death.
In this short period of time, the Tonks actually found that the injuries of the siblings were no longer a big problem. They didn't need to pay attention to the material problems, but the emotional problems of the two siblings. They hid behind the Order of the Phoenix because Jessica didn't want to see her Uncle Leonard with her injuries, and Ian seemed to be a little afraid of meeting his Uncle Leonard.
"Ian, don't worry too much. Jessica's face will soon recover to its original appearance. After all, this was treated by Daisy herself. She used to be a therapist at St. Mungo's Magic Hospital," the Tonks whispered. Considering the ongoing funeral, the Tonks whispered, "The white moss used for the treatment is also from the Harris family. The quality is very good. It can help the wound heal and won't leave any scars. So, your Uncle Leonard won't blame you."
Ian, who was immersed in his own world, didn't listen to the Tonks' words. He thanked the Tonks in a low voice, his golden hair covering his complicated and ashamed eyes.
Ian was very conflicted. He had promised Gravis to assassinate Allen, but in the end, he found out that he was deceived. Now, not only had so many wizards died in the duel arena, but he had also caused the death of the outstanding Master of Magic, Professor Flyver. His sister Jessica's face had been burned beyond recognition because of him. Ian understood that his sister was avoiding Leonard, who had come to attend the funeral, in order not to embarrass him.
On the other hand, Ian was an American. Although the American Radicals had crossed his bottom line as an Aura, he always felt that he had wronged his country. This situation was mainly because of Allen's Maze Spell, which prevented him from revealing his intention to leak the secret to the Americans. Although other countries suspected that he was involved in the assassination, they didn't have concrete evidence.
What made Ian more conflicted was that the relationship between the United Kingdom and the United States had already reached a freezing point because of the magic potion leak in Raccoon City. Now, in the United States, his uncle came to mourn in his own name. The United States Congress didn't send an official emissary to attend the funeral. According to his observation, the United Kingdom should be preparing for revenge. If the United States couldn't come up with an explanation and the United Kingdom found evidence to prove that they were involved …
Jessica raised her hand and gently touched the bandage on her face. Her eyes didn't leave the stone statue of Professor Fleevy. Although she loved to look beautiful and cared a lot about the burn on her cheeks, she was more concerned about the main character of the funeral, Professor Fleevy. Although she didn't spend much time with Flick, she really felt the care and love he had for her. When she thought of the kind and humorous professor passing away like this, she, who was kinder by nature, felt a stab of pain in her heart.
After a short pause, Jessica could only follow the crowd and began to walk out of the temple. The surrounding clergy began to help lead the way. Because the structure of the room had changed, other than the route that had been confirmed, they were also a little uncertain about the direction.
"The deceased is gone. For the relatives and friends left behind, it's also a kind of torture to see the remains and think of the deceased …" Grindelwald came closer, indicating that he had obviously noticed the situation here. When he saw Jessica looking up, he took another step closer. "You can always live in Professor Fleevy's house, but the single-family villa in the University of Hogwarts is also very comfortable. Do you want my new house-elf Pang Pang to tidy up one for you?"
"Thank you for your concern, Headmaster Grindelwald. I still don't want to leave Professor Fleevy …" Jessica bit her lip. "I want to ask … I heard that Ms. Ravenclaw is a true god, and I've seen the video of her performing miracles … But Headmaster Grindelwald … Since the beginning of the funeral, everyone has begun to walk out …" She said in a worried tone. "Could it be that the founder of Ravenclaw is dissatisfied with Professor Fleevy?"
"In fact, Filius received the highest tribute from Ms. Ravenclaw." Dumbledore's blue eyes were focused on the distance through the crescent-shaped glasses.
Jessica was a little confused. She followed Dumbledore's gaze and saw that the girl nicknamed Crazy Girl was offering a huge sunflower to Professor Fleevy's statue … Jessica looked around, not sure what Dumbledore was looking at, which made her even more confused.
"Yes, this is actually a proof of Filius …" Grindelwald looked over and nodded. "I think the goddess did not perform any miracles out of respect for the dean of her college. After all, he is the main character today …"
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