Chapter 1839

"Harry, you should go back."

When Maka suddenly said this for no reason, everyone felt very confused - although he had said similar words as soon as he appeared, they really didn't understand why he mentioned it again when talking to Mr. brova.

There is no doubt that this seems a little too abrupt.

"Marca? Marca, what's the matter?" Harry hurriedly said. "My strength is improved with your personal help. You should know that I can help you now! And to be honest, I'm not the only one who can fight when you fight halbo, at least one of the few candidates. Why did you drive me away?"

However, Maka just shook her head very persistently.

"Do you want to hear good words or not so good words?"

He asked for no reason, and then asked and answered himself:

"It sounds good that you have great potential with Gryffindor sword, but your strength is far from mature. Go back and continue to work hard to grow, and this disaster in the future... Maybe you can end it."

"Ah?"

Harry was stunned when he heard this, but he saw that Marcus continued without stopping.

"And the 'less pleasant' is --" Maka said faintly, "Of course I know your strength. At present, you still need Neville's help to use the anger rule in a short time. Once the time limit passes, you will not be able to move all day. If you are unlucky, you may involve the four of them... If you stay with me with this constant strength, it will only be a drag in case of danger. Do you understand?"

At this point, Marca looked at Ron, Ginny and others behind Harry and repeated again:

"And the four of you, do you understand?"

"Marca, you --"

It can be said that among Maka's many little friends, Ginny is actually the most angry.

Although she is usually very gentle and sensible, it's just because others don't touch the string in her heart. As long as she really touches her few stubborn places, she dares to get angry even if the other party is Marca, who used to be very respected in the past.

As Ginny's boyfriend, Harry was slow in other aspects, but now he obviously noticed her temper immediately and hurriedly turned to stop her.

"Get out of the way," Ginny shouted, pushing him aside angrily and staring at him, "Marca, you... You can't say that! What's" drag "? We came to you because we were worried about you and wanted to help you. But what about you? You've been doing something inexplicable for a long time - miss brova's business is also good, and the things of the gofein sisters are always completely confusing! And now you ... now... "

"Ginny!"

Harry, who was pushed away by her, hurried up again to block her mouth, and then turned back:

"Maka, I think you're right... Indeed, for you, we are more drag, which is right at all. In fact, we've been keeping you tied up and almost put you in danger several times... But you don't dislike us once, but you're always helping us and saving us. Now to tell the truth, your 'drag' ’On the contrary, it gives me a good sigh of relief -- "

For some people, helping others may just be a natural thing, but in fact, people who get help from others frequently will also accumulate pressure.

After such a confession, Harry turned to say:

"But, Maka, didn't you also say before? You said that a person's power is always small, and I think it is right now! Even if I was a burden during your war with halbo, there are so many corpses... Even if it's just to help you clean up those corpses, we should stay, don't you think?"

Harry's words were sincere, and it was rare for him to speak so methodically at the moment, with his brain seeds that were often not so clever before the critical moment.

Unfortunately, although Maka slightly raised her eyebrows and seemed surprised at his words, she soon waved her hand and said:

"I think? I don't think it's necessary... What do you think I've trained these people here for? They're just living corpses, which doesn't hinder me."

Then he suddenly turned his head and said to Willie's father standing in front of him:

"Mr. brova, since Willie can't leave me for the time being, you must stay here, too?"

"That's nature," brova nodded immediately. "You don't want me to go."

"Of course," said Marca, nodding slightly, "if you want to stay, sir, I'm afraid I'll leave for a short time. Personally, I hope you'll stay here with Willie more."

"I'll go too."

Cold, standing aside, Willie suddenly said. Maka heard it and immediately shook her head.

"You stay! I won't go out for long. After all, you can't leave me now... Take care of the sisters here."

At this point, he turned to Harry again:

"As for you... Hurry back to me! Don't blame me for not saying that the living corpses will continue to move to the southwest next time. The next wave of living corpses is probably not far away - don't you want to deal with the living corpses? First consider whether you can protect the survivors who fled to Weymouth!"

Before the words fell, Marca suddenly waved her hand. Just now, the Wizards blocking the door immediately crossed his side and walked towards Harry and others.

At the same time, many people immediately came in from outside the church, and some of them could even move in the fog!

"Take five of them to Weymouth port."

Seeing that Marca's big hand was really going to drive away, Harry subconsciously raised his sword. However, after hesitating for a while, he hung his sword helplessly. In the same embarrassed mood of Neville and others, he was forced by those wizards to exit the church hall step by step.

Soon, Harry, who was forced to return to the streets of the ancient city outside, saw that five of the strange wizards who hugged them out suddenly lit a black flame and came towards them.

"Harry, what shall we do? Shall we... Do it?"

"I don't know."

Harry stared at them approaching quickly. Before he could decide whether to do it or not, he suddenly found that the black flaming palms of the other five had touched their bodies.

With the light sound of five consecutive flame bursts, Harry and others were swept by the black flame and disappeared from their original places.