The wind in Cherbourg rose again, making the flags on the dock ring.
The union logo on the flag looks distorted when it swings with the wind. If you look at it for a long time, people will even begin to doubt whether it is like this.
Recently, many people came to the camp. Muggles and wizards mingled with each other. Since it is rare to get together in such a group, they naturally communicate with each other, but obviously, these people who can be called dignified in their respective world do not seem to communicate very smoothly.
Even in today's environment, the cooperation between wizards and ordinary people has become an inevitable and necessary.
Today, at a time when all the people invited by maxim as the current president of the International Federation of wizards have almost arrived, another beautiful looking sailboat suddenly appeared in the sea near the port, which subconsciously whispered to the staff on the wharf and some invited guests who were relaxing hand in hand at the port.
There is no doubt that it is a magic ship, and... No matter who there are on it, you can know from the look of the ship that it will not be easy!
Just a moment after the sailboat entered the harbor, as a few people hurried back to report, more and more people gathered on the wharf. In the end, even Mrs. Maxim appeared here - because the union staff who rushed to inform her had identified the origin of the ship.
"Yes, it is indeed the coat of arms of the Rossi family."
Mrs. maxim, standing among the subordinates, looked at the shield sign hanging on the bow side of the ship and nodded slightly. Although there was no change in her expression, there was a little dignified in her eyes.
To tell the truth, she didn't expect that the three families would send someone to the funeral. After all, for this kind of empty gimmick, which can only be regarded as wishful thinking, she thought that the three families must despise it, let alone send people to participate.
However, the arrival of the magic ship belonging to the Rossi family obviously broke Maxim's judgment of the three families at once - it was obviously a special way to attend the funeral! If only for other reasons, there is no need to prepare such a ship.
Maxim was thinking in secret here, and the big ship over there finally docked steadily, and the side gangway was put down.
Then, in the focus of many eyes on the wharf, the first figure to get off the ship suddenly appeared.
"Who's that? Who knows? Tell me -"
"It's Miss Granger!"
"Who?"
"Granger, Hermione Granger! Haven't you heard the name of the camp? It's named after Miss Granger, who set up the camp."
"Oh, no wonder I feel like I've heard it somewhere..."
"Ah! But I'm afraid that's not the reason why you feel familiar - in addition to President maxim, this Miss Granger seems to be one of the three founders of the wizard resistance alliance with great momentum some time ago! I guess you feel familiar after hearing about it."
"Oh, yes, it seems true that you say so. After all, although the Rebel Alliance seems to have disintegrated and reorganized soon, it is also the predecessor of the coalition led by Mrs. Maxim..."
Similar low voice conversations were intertwined among the crowd on the wharf, forming a buzzing sound. In the midst of whispering gaze, Hermione took Hannah, Neville and others down the gangway one after another.
Ron and Ginny, who went to pick them up, were naturally among them. In fact, they also gained a lot of attention this time. After all, not long ago, their brother and sister and Sirius had a minor incident in the camp where many guests gathered.
"Hello! That Miss Granger and the people behind her... Look at their faces, it seems... It seems that they are a little bad?"
After a little time's attention, I don't know who muttered such a sentence, which was softly approved by many people. At the same time, it also made the guests of the wharf cast more doubts and wait-and-see into the sight of Hermione and others.
But soon, many eyes began to shift again, because behind Hermione and a group of small partners, another group of figures began to enter everyone's vision.
The identity and origin of these people were unknown to many invited guests present. The faces made them feel very strange. It seems that there is no clue to look through their memory alone.
However, none of these wizards and Muggles, who are usually famous in their respective fields, would think that each other would be a group of insignificant people.
The first was a group of knights riding on Pegasus - they took off from the deck of a large ship invisible from the point of view of the guests on the dock in a neat line, escorting and landing on both sides of the gangway with the emergence of several burly figures dressed in fur collar wizard robes.
Immediately following, a group of wizards with ivory white robes and Phnom Penh robes got off the ship slowly under the leadership of an old man with white beard and white hair.
As for the last ten men and women in mixed clothes and different clothes who came down, they were so insignificant compared with the first two groups of people with great momentum that most people ignored them as followers of the ship.
But Mrs. maxim, who was staring at all this, would not miss a face.
"Except for the old man who is really too old in the matusheyevich family, the other two heads of the three families have all arrived? Here..."
This is not unexpected. For Maxim, it is simply incomprehensible! You know, before the three families informed the Federation to take over the eastern defense line of the second battlefield, they just sent a phoenix to send a letter to her!
They... All came to the funeral?
Maxim couldn't understand the current situation. After a little stupidity, she subconsciously turned her focus to Hermione and others at the front. Because she soon realized that since Hermione and them came on this ship, most of the scene was also related to them.
After a little hesitation, Maxim did not show his shock and hesitation. Instead, he chose to line up the guests and took the initiative to meet them in the eyes of many curious eyes——
She is the president of the International Federation of wizards and the organizer of the upcoming "hero funeral". Even if she doesn't want to at the moment, she can only bite the bullet and take it.
"That's terrible." She whispered in her heart.