Chapter 1396

Ron suddenly felt that Maka's "secret mission" was becoming more and more difficult to complete!

Don't say who is more suspicious than who. Now he wants to doubt everyone, but everyone can't find any doubt. After much thought, his head became a paste, and he was about to begin to doubt himself.

Yeah! What if the control magic of that old bastard halbo is always lurking, and the victim can't even notice it?

"Well, I hope that's what I think too much!"

Looking at Harry and Ginny who were holding each other in front of him, Ron murmured to himself behind the crowd. Although he was clapping like others, he felt a little absent-minded.

Yes, Harry and Ginny were able to make it clear, and Ron was naturally happy for them.

However, he is really not happy now!

Just as Ron muttered, a pair of eyes moved away from Ginny and wandered around the crowd, Hermione on the other side glanced at him inexplicably.

Then Hermione waved her hand to the people around her and said in a high voice:

"Well, well, if you want to give them some blessings, you can wait for breakfast. As for now, I think we'd better prepare breakfast earlier!"

After all, they are here to help make breakfast, not to make a fool of themselves - if they wait a little longer, other asylum seekers may come to pick up their meals!

At this time, Hermione suddenly saw several figures popping up in a corner of the open space.

"Today's vegetables and fruits are here! Come on, let's make way -"

The men and women wizards walked through the crowd with suitcases and ran straight behind the long table for meals.

"Miss Granger, there are vegetables... Oh, by the way, remember to save the lunch sandwich and dinner salad!"

"OK, thank you very much."

"It's hard. I just went to pick up a box... Alas, if I wasn't good at the food curse, I'd like to help you share some! You're hard..."

"How could it be? We all feel very happy to let everyone eat what we do! We don't feel hard at all."

Hermione took the suitcase from the other party's hand, chatted a few words and subconsciously glanced at the other party's face.

The male wizard who spoke warmly was originally a staff member of the Ministry of magic.

According to Kingsley, the other party is an excellent elite black wizard hitter. In the past ten years since taking office, he has participated in various actions against black wizards and black magic, and personally arrested many dangerous black wizards.

However, in this London fog disaster, half of his face, one eye and one ear were irreversibly injured, and his leg was lame, so he could no longer participate in the combat mission.

If he can live to the end of this disaster, getting a golden gallon as a bonus and then retiring should be his best destination in the eyes of others?

Well, no one knows whether he will feel relieved about the ending.

"OK, I'll go back to the tent and have a rest. I'll come back later to taste Miss Granger's craft!"

Looking at the figure limping away slowly, she soon got into the crowd and disappeared. Hermione couldn't help sighing while feeling sorry for each other.

In fact, among those unfortunate people who faced the crazy wizard at first, the elite hitter was lucky just now. Because at that time, everyone didn't know much about those lunatics. Most of the people attacked by them at the beginning were dead.

Although the batter suffered serious physical damage, he was still alive, wasn't he?

Maybe that's why he showed enough optimism after the injury was barely treated - well, at least on the surface.

"Alice, have the sesame seeds been ground?"

Putting aside her thoughts on the disaster, Hermione stopped waving her wand and let a row of roast intestines fall into the food basket with oil absorbent paper. Then she asked the girl not far away.

It must be said that the girl who was just brought over by Maka is really a very clever girl. She almost does whatever others ask her to do. As long as you treat her better, she will also silently express her gratitude with actions.

I'm afraid the only disadvantage is that she is not very talkative. In most cases, she only answers questions with a nod and a shake of her head. Sometimes, it makes people wonder what she wants to express.

At this moment, hearing Hermione's inquiry, Alice raised her head slightly, and then nodded her head gently.

"Here."

She pushed the small pot of sesame powder she had at hand towards Hermione and motioned.

"Oh, OK!"

Hermione picked her wand and let the small basin float in front of her, but her eyes stayed on Alice for a while before she quietly moved away.

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When Hermione was doing something, Ron was actually glancing at her from time to time. He thought that if he were halber, he would pick a smart man.

However, last night he seemed to have ruled out the possibility of Hermione for the time being. At the moment, he just didn't skip Hermione directly because he didn't want to miss anything suspicious.

Therefore, after peeking at Hermione occasionally, he has begun to focus most of his energy on the observation of Hannah Abbott.

Speaking of Neville's girlfriend, I have to mention Luna - in fact, they are somewhat similar in character and have always been good friends in school.

But compared with Luna's quiet and sometimes jumping impermanence at that time, Hannah, although she was always careless, was always a very low-key girl.

Well, to put it bluntly, it's just insignificant.

But because of this, she seems to be one of the best choices for Haier Bo to find spies.

At the moment, Hannah was making fruit pudding with Mr. florin, the owner of the old Diagon Lane cold drink shop. She didn't notice that a pair of eyes were passing by her side again and again.

"Well -"

A moment later, Ron put down his work and scratched his scalp hard.

"It doesn't look like a spy at all... Oh, how can I find it!"

But he didn't notice that when he forgot to look at Hermione, Hermione turned her head and looked in his direction.