A big lunch. I had a good time.

After all, no matter how much she was blocked in her heart, Maka wouldn't put her mood on the table and make everyone unable to eat.

Although... In fact, Maka can see that most of us are just like ourselves, trying to take into account the interests of others.

"... Mr. brova, I heard that the wizard block you prepared for the asylum seekers not only has beautiful scenery, but also has a long history. Then... The residents who used to live there... Doesn't matter?"

"Well, of course it doesn't matter! Please don't worry, Miss Granger. The subsidies and rewards given by my brova fort are enough to make them happy to settle down elsewhere."

"Oh, er... That's good. Thank you for doing so much for us!"

"No, it's nothing compared to the help Mr. McLean brought to our brova family - a problem that can be solved with money is not a problem."

At the moment, everyone was listening to Hermione and Mr. brova. In fact, it can be heard that Hermione wanted to express her gratitude to the other party again through this topic, but while chatting, she was a little confused by Mr. brova's "heroic" argument.

"Father."

Just as Hermione picked up the glass again and took a sip of grape juice to cover up her delicate mood, Willie, sitting next to Mr. brova, suddenly touched her father's elbow.

"Don't mention money at the table."

"Oh, I'm sorry, honey, Dad won't mention it!"

Nowadays, Willie has become quite sharp in speaking, and her expression has become much richer than before. Only when you are in a bad mood, you will slightly change back to this particularly concise style of discourse.

Mr. brova is worthy of being a doting father. He immediately felt Willie's dissatisfaction and quickly responded softly.

After that, he gently put down the glass in his hand and said:

"In a word, please rest assured to live in France - as long as my brova family does not fall, it will be safe here!"

After giving such a guarantee himself, he immediately turned to say:

"Now that everyone has almost finished lunch, let me talk about some important business! At present, the personnel sent by the family to monitor the movement around the fog have sent back the first batch of detailed information. I just looked through the report documents before lunch..."

When Willie's father said this, everyone at the table, including Marca, put down their tableware or cups and turned their eyes to him.

After a pause, Mr. brova continued:

"Yes, Haier Bo's own situation has not received any valuable news at present, and the fog shrouding most of Kent is basically quiet, and there is no special abnormal situation."

But just at this point, he waved his hand slightly.

"But 'no abnormality' can sometimes be regarded as an 'abnormality' - so many Muggle cities in Kent have been evacuated before. After all, only a few towns and cities between London and Canterbury have been evacuated! After the fog spread this time, there has been no sign of a refugee around the fog, which is obviously very unusual."

In this regard, buluowa did not continue to speculate along the train of thought, but just think about it according to the great attack of the corpse not long ago, some possibilities were ready to come out.

Ron scratched his scalp, shook his head and whispered:

"Oh, what will the world look like in the future... I really don't want to imagine!"

However, just then, Maka, who had never spoken, finally said:

"We don't know what the future will be like - neither does halber. But in the next short period of time, no matter what changes are taking place in the fog of Kent, halber will not act rashly."

"Why?" Mr. brova asked after hearing the speech, "is it because he was hurt?"

Looking at everyone's eyes focused on himself again, Marcello shook his head and said, "it's not 'he's hurt', but he's hurt again."

As for the details of Hogwarts last night, Maka hasn't mentioned it since she came to brova castle. Most of us saw that he didn't take the initiative to explain, so even his little partner didn't ask until he went to solve the meteorite fall.

Until now, Maka sighed slightly and looked at her little friends from left to right.

"Everyone must want to know what happened last night. Maybe you all saw the fleeting meteor," he said quietly. "First of all, let me tell you the bad news - Hogwarts Castle collapsed."

Even when they found that Maka had never mentioned it, some people had made some psychological preparations. However, when Maka told the news himself, everyone still trembled, and the whole person froze in the chair.

"Collapsed...?"

Neville touched his mouth and murmured to himself, with a dull look on his face. Hannah on one side could not help grasping his arm and showed a slightly stunned expression.

Hermione, Ron and Ginny looked very similar at this time. They all pursed their lips slightly, lowered their eyes and said nothing.

Even Willie, who left school halfway, blinked at the moment, with a touch of sadness in her eyes. After all, it was not only the place where she met Maka for the first time, but also one of the few places in the world that made her feel at ease.

Seeing that everyone was very depressed and Maka didn't stop for long, she immediately continued:

"If there is bad news, then there is good news... Although Haier Bo's sudden appearance with injury disrupted my plan to resist the meteorite, he also suffered more serious damage. Even if he has self-healing ability, he can't return to his peak state in a short time at least."

Speaking of this, Maka couldn't help but show her hands.

"Therefore, recently, he will definitely not take the initiative to attack and ask for trouble - in fact, during this time, he has to hide from me and guard against me while he is seriously injured!"

Judging from all the signs of halbo's behavior, he obviously had to rely on the demon's body to do something else. Moreover, if Marca really destroyed his body, it would be even more difficult to come again as before.

"Of course," said Marca with a smile, "I really intend to take this opportunity to find trouble with him! We are all forced out of England by him. How can we let him recover easily in the dark?"