"Hermione, just now... It seems that Marca came and took Harry with him."

"I see."

"Well... Why didn't you go and ask what happened?"

"There's no need - if he wants to tell us, he'll come by himself; if he doesn't want to, even if we take the initiative to go, we'll only embarrass him..."

In the front line, Hermione was shaking her wand. As she walked, she turned a stream of water from the tip of her staff and poured it on the man in the patient's robe next to her.

It was a wizard who was hospitalized because he ate too much pyrophora fruit. If he didn't continuously splash water on his body, he might even spontaneous combustion.

Right next to Hermione, Ron walked step by step, looking as if he were as light as a swallow.

But in fact, he was the one who was responsible for leading the patient with bloating on the way. If he hadn't tied a heavy object to his cry, he could be directly taken to heaven by the patient floating in the air.

But after more than half the journey, it is obvious that both of them have long been used to this rush state. At the moment, they are walking forward and talking to each other.

"Ah! By the way," said Ron suddenly as he walked, "what should we do when we arrive at the new refuge with everyone?"

Since they would evacuate from San Mungo, they naturally had already identified a new shelter. Previously, according to a therapist, the destination of each refuge is not the same, and they just stay in a temporary place first.

In the end, under the arrangement of the British Ministry of magic, which also decided to withdraw from London, they will be received a new wizard block that was built a few years ago but has not been completed.

Of course, so far, only a few people seem to know the specific location of that block, and the whole evacuation plan is still confidential for the time being.

When Ron asked what their little friends should do next, Hermione thought and turned her head to look at Luna not far away.

"Luna, what do you think? What should we do when we get to the temporary settlement?"

"Well?"

On the other side, Luna is holding a gray rabbit the size of a child for several months, feeding carrots and casually saying:

"Waiting for someone from the Ministry of magic to take us to the new neighborhood! I think I can open a magical biological zoo there... Well, or at least wait until graduation!"

"Luna!" Hermione looked at her again helplessly. "I'm serious!"

"Me too?" Luna smiled. "After opening the zoo, I will go out to explore every month to find those magical species that have not been discovered - I have always wanted to do that since I was a child!"

"Oh -"

Hermione sighed, then stopped going straight to Luna to give any reliable suggestions, and saw her turn and say:

"In a word, look at the place first! But... Well! In fact, I know what you want to ask. However, at least until Marca agrees, I don't think it's a good thing for us to come back here at that time - I think you should also understand that there must be some great changes in the city, so Marca suddenly asked everyone to be urgent From London. "

"Well, yes! I understand..." Ron had to nod his head. "Not to mention anything else, just the gray and black pillar of fire in the center of the city is enough to prove this!"

Hearing this, Hermione pursed her mouth and said:

"So, although Luna just said one word and then deviated, she should be good at the beginning. When we arrive at the temporary resettlement site, let's' wait for the Ministry of magic to send someone to pick us up to Xinjie district '"

But at the same time, we should always pay attention to the news in London, especially the situation of Marca - Hermione didn't say it in the end, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking so.

She's Hermione Granger, not Luna Lovegood after all. Some things, even though she has begun to agree with the latter more and more, she will still leave room for independent thinking.

Hermione may not be able to follow others' ideas blindly in her life.

By her side, Ron was stunned after hearing her words. He can clearly feel the changes that have taken place in Hermione these days, especially in some ways. Hermione is obviously very different from the past.

You know, not long ago, Hermione was still an action school whose ideal was higher than reality; But now, in a way, Hermione seems to be being dragged to compromise by the weight of reality.

Ron doesn't know which of these two extremes is right, or that there's nothing wrong with them. But if he had to choose one... To be honest, he personally felt that the know it all girl who had always been unwilling to bow to reality was more likable.

Hermione seems a little too dull now.

Of course, if he could hear Hermione's last thought, he might be a little relieved.

"All right!" Ron shrugged. "Anyway, I just have to follow you!"

……

Not to mention, Ron is feeling a little confused and uneasy about Hermione's psychological changes, because at the same time, his good friend Harry obviously has a better inner burden than him.

After Maka's repeated narration along the way, he has learned a lot about the situation he will face. But as Maka described it in more detail, his anxiety became stronger.

Marca didn't mention the word "devil", but in Harry's heart, the enemy had already been equated with the "devil" in his concept.

"Marca, is it on the street ahead?"

Noticing that Marca was slowing down, Harry couldn't help slowing down,

"Yes," Maka pointed to the street ahead, "that's right there... And it seems that the guy hasn't got rid of the shackles I set for it. This is an opportunity for us!"

With that, Marca closed her mouth and waved after repeatedly asking Harry if she was ready.

For Harry, this battle may only be a moment, and it is about to begin.

"Oh, is that the 'powerful' humanoid dark magic creature that Maka calls it?"

As soon as he flew over the street, Harry saw the enemy he was going to cut with a sword - no way, the image of the devil was so dazzling that it was hard not to notice its existence.

Fortunately, as Maka sensed, the devil was still in the rune array he had set up in a hurry. Moreover, up to now, it is still in the state of being unable to move.

Marca followed Harry, nodding slightly at the latter, and then stepped down first. At the same time, Harry followed the former as he had agreed.

After waiting for Maka to fall back to the ground, she jumped down the magic book and walked in the direction of the devil. Harry, on the other hand, was still straddling the broomstick and moving forward with Marca in a flying posture.

"Remember, there is only one chance!"

Harry tightened the handle of Gryffindor's sword in his hand, and the cold touch made him a little calm.

"After a blow, whether it is successful or not, you must turn around and leave immediately. The faster, the better! It's too late to join. At least you have to stay where you are and wait for Maka's rescue."

He followed Marca as he flew forward, whispering in the bottom of his heart