Chapter 1399

"Yes, I know Sirius is short of people - especially powerful helpers like Neville. However, let him come back first! Although he didn't encounter any difficult battle with the Muggle queen, he must be very tired these days. Now it's best to let him rest before talking!"

In the tent, Maka was talking to Tonks who had just come. Ron, who led Tonks over, sat aside and listened in silence.

After Maka finished, Tonks immediately said:

"Marca, I also think Longbottom should rest, but... I'm afraid I can't persuade him. You know, he's a little stubborn in these aspects now. If he thinks he can continue, I'm afraid he doesn't want to come back and rest."

"Well," said Marca, shaking her head when she heard the speech, "then tell him that I asked him to come back and have a new task for him. Besides, Ron! Didn't you think about going with him before? Go and help bring Neville back!"

It was not until Marca took the initiative to talk to him that he seemed to have just recovered his mind and nodded his head.

"OK, I see."

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Soon Ron and Tonks, who had left Makana's tent, went straight to the middle of the camp. While walking, I heard them chatting casually.

"Tonks, speaking of it, the new wizard town... Is it called spiral town? Have you seen it? What's it like?"

"Oh, I've been there before," replied Tonks immediately. "It's really good. Everything is new - although it hasn't actually been completed, it's at least much better than the old Diagon Lane!"

Ron nodded as soon as he heard it.

"That's really exciting."

As they chatted casually, they returned to the open space. Soon they saw that Miss Jones, the former colleague of Tonks, had changed her clothes and was waiting there.

Next to Jones, a St. Mungo therapist in a dark green wizard's robe.

"Are you ready, guys?"

"Of course."

When Tonks walked over and asked, the therapist lifted the suitcase in his hand and shook it - it was his medical kit with the striking "bone and wand" logo of St. mungo.

"That's good," Tonks nodded slightly. "Thank you for your medical help, Mr. devont... It's also very busy here. Please."

"What is this? I'm a therapist. It's my job to remove pain for the injured."

In fact, it has been very clear that although Neville was responsible for protecting the Muggle queen, there were not many attacks, but there were still some battles. Only because the injured Aurors were not worried about their lives, they insisted until the completion of the escort task and asked lupin for treatment.

That's why Tonks came here first and invited a therapist to accompany him.

"Well, let's go now! The team escorting the queen has stayed in a church in grace since it handed over to the Muggle army. Jones, you know the place - you show up with Mr. devont's entourage, and I'll take Ron."

Before the words fell, they put their hands on the shoulders of devont and Ron, and suddenly burst into a flower in front of them. When the vision was clear again, the four people were already standing on a ridge with fresh air.

At this time, Tonks looked around and soon saw a small church standing not far from here.

"It's over there."

With that said, she took the lead along the ridge, and the other three immediately followed her footsteps.

Of course, only Ron's eyes didn't fall on the church, but wandered back and forth on the three people walking in front of him.

As Marca said before, Tonks is actually more worthy of his attention than Neville, although no matter how hard he stares, he can't see any problem.

A few minutes later, all four of them came to the church door. Tonks looked at the closed door more, and then bent his fingers forward and tapped twice.

Then they saw a head coming out of the window opening on the second floor and waved to them.

"Tonks, Jones, you're here at last - wait a minute! The defensive mantra is being lifted and will open in a minute."

In fact, it doesn't take much time to solve the spell. After all, they set the spell themselves. Without making them wait too long, they heard the wooden door creak and open.

"Neville!"

At the sight of his good friend, Ron finally stopped looking at Tonks and the three of them and waved to Neville who came out of the door.

"Oh, Ron - you're here, too?"

To be honest, Neville doesn't look very good at the moment. Especially the fatigue on his face, even though he had tried his best to hide it, it was still visible at a glance.

"Ron... Well, we'll have a good chat later... Mr. therapist, please come in. One of the wounded here has deteriorated and needs your treatment urgently!"

After nodding to Ron, he immediately beckoned devont to go in. It seems that the patient in his mouth is really not in good condition.

"Don't you mean... There are no serious injuries here?"

Ron was a little confused, but he didn't have time to think about it. He followed Tonks and others and walked to the church. The next moment, I saw two Aurors standing on both sides of the door. After they entered, they immediately closed the door again.

What's going on? Is there any enemy out here?

However, soon, the four people who had just come in from the outside suddenly found something wrong - the air in the church seemed to be filled with an inexplicable stench.

"Sir, this way..."

Neville took the road ahead, walked quickly, and led the four people to the depths of the church. On the way, Ron found some male and female wizards sitting weakly in prayer chairs, looking like they were suffering from some disease.

Of course, compared with the patient Neville took them to see, the situation of those wizards seems to be nothing.

In the innermost corner of the church, a thin male wizard was lying on the floor - a morbid dark blue could be seen on his face.

And the stench in the air seemed to float from him.

"Well, please step back a little. I'm going to lift the quilt."

Cold, Neville said.