Chapter 1352

Blindly dodging is certainly not advisable. After concentrating on containing the devil for a long time, Maka's shoulder was rubbed by the other party's fist.

Just for a moment, he let him fall out with a slight hum. During the period, he only heard a crisp "click" on his shoulder, which was obviously a fracture.

"Call -"

At the moment of landing, Maka picked up the staff that slipped from her right hand. As soon as she touched the ground, she quickly dragged the injury and accelerated again. Before she stood up straight, she immediately moved from the place where she fell to dozens of feet away.

As the bones of the whole right shoulder were in the state of comminuted fracture, the high-speed movement pulled the weak and sagging arm, resulting in more serious dislocation. At that moment, the pain intensified, making Maka's forehead exude a layer of cold sweat.

Unfortunately, Maka's imaginary pursuit did not come, so abnormally that the pain he had just gritted his teeth to avoid was in vain.

However

"Huh?"

Maka looked at the "fog wall" in front of her and the clear sky above her head. She couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Yes, in fact, from the moment he was first shot out, he was already outside the fog enveloping downtown London. The fact that he was not pursued just now told him an unexpected fact very clearly.

"Can't leave the fog?"

Seeing in the fog wall ahead, the black devil who had just hurt him didn't come out of the fog, but he wanted to turn back and leave after staring at him for a while. Although Maka was confused and his shoulder was seriously injured, he still walked a few steps forward and returned to the fog after confirming this fact.

There is no doubt that at present, even when it is found that "the devil will not leave the fog shrouded area", Maka still can't escape through this accident - he is injured, but there are still many refuge teams in downtown London, Muggles and wizards. He must at least let those teams evacuate as much as possible.

In a hurry, Maka pulled out a bottle of healing potion from her pocket and poured it into her mouth.

"Bang!"

When the devil noticed that Maka was back in the fog, he immediately turned back and stepped on the ground. The latter hurriedly avoided with severe shoulder pain.

As for the small matter that the stone chips splashed and cut his cheek, it is now a trivial matter.

At the same time, the other side

"... what was that just now?"

"That's right! The black guy can't leave the fog shrouded area... Although I don't know the specific reason, the fog is no longer spreading actively. I think it's safe for the time being only when all the asylum seekers leave downtown London."

When Maka returned to the fog and fought with the devil again, Harry and Stewart on the other side also happened to find the short and unexpected scene just now.

"I didn't expect to see what I wanted to see so soon," Stewart said faintly. "I've seen enough. Now I'm ready to help the refugee team speed up the evacuation... Young man, what about you?"

"Me?"

Harry rubbed the handle of the sword in his hand and shook his head.

"I'll wait here."

"All right!" Stuart nodded slightly. "Then I hope we'll all be alive next time."

……

In order to give everyone time to retreat, Maka still didn't give up even though she was injured and even though she was once out of battle.

However, it's better to say that the evacuation team of the wizard side is not very large in general. But on the Muggle side, it will take a lot of time.

At the moment, Hermione and others who have followed the team to a suburban farm are helping the injured build a temporary camp. On the idle pasture grassland, a tent was set up one after another. The crowded scene reminded everyone of the grand occasion before the Quidditch World Cup.

"Ginny, I've made it over there... Can I help you?"

Hermione's action was very sharp. After completing what she was doing, she immediately ran to give a hand to other partners. But Ginny saw that she was coming to help, but she immediately waved her hand.

"No, Hermione, I can do it alone - compared with me, I think you'd better go and see Luna first!"

Hearing the speech, Hermione couldn't help looking back in the other direction.

"Oh! Luna... Is she going to put that tent in the sky?"

Ginny looked at her and immediately ran to Luna after complaining. She couldn't help smiling. But after that, the smile on her face immediately subsided.

Harry... Hasn't come back yet.

Although at that time, when Maka hesitated and worried, she advised the other party a few words, I'm afraid no one can easily make a choice between right and wrong and children and women.

"Alas..."

Ginny sighed secretly, trying to put aside her worries, and then concentrated on setting up the tent she was responsible for.

After that, she sat silently on the soft grass next to the tent and started to stay silent without saying a word.

"Ginny?"

Perhaps seeing that his sister was a little uneasy, Ron simply left his job to Fred and George, and then came over quietly.

"Well?"

Ginny subconsciously turned her head and looked at Ron when she heard him call herself, but she didn't turn her head again.

"What are you doing here? Don't tell me you've done everything - I don't believe it."

"Hey, Ginny!" Ron said helplessly, "it's also a survival skill to leave the work to people who are better at it!"

"What are you good at?"

Ron couldn't help but shut up speechless after Ginny said a word casually - he knew that Ginny was in a bad mood now. He'd better say less unpleasant words to provoke her, otherwise he would be the one who was "hurt" in the end.

But after all, this is his most precious sister. Even if Ginny's attitude towards him seems to have been bad since she was a child, Ron still puts his face forward.

It was OK not to speak - he sat down casually beside Ginny and silently gave a company.

Until Ginny seemed a little impatient and turned to stare at him again.

"Ron! There are still many things to do in the temporary camp here. Why are you sitting here if you don't help?"

Ron looked at her with the eyes of "aren't you sitting too", but he didn't dare to tell the truth in the end, just shrugged gently.

"Well, well, I'll go now... If you feel better, it's not too late to come here! Have a rest..."