Chapter 1885

"The meeting was suspended and postponed."

This may be the most irresponsible sentence Hermione has ever said, but when she walked out of the conference hall side by side with Luna, no one dared to raise a question.

Watching the two leave together, the hall was quiet for more than ten minutes, and then there was a buzzing whisper.

The meeting hall became noisy.

"Ollim," Ms. de Quinn, who was sitting at the side of the long table, looked into the table, and suddenly turned to Mrs. Maxim with some uneasiness, "what... Do?"

Unfortunately, even maxim, who always had ideas, could only shake his head reluctantly this time. After pondering for a moment, she sighed softly:

"Let them whisper! Didn't you hear that just now? Miss Lovegood mentioned McLean repeatedly in her words, and... You should know that no one here dares to stand up and say anything more about anything involving him. Miss Granger said to break up, so break up!"

At this point, she turned her head again, looked at the old housekeeper sitting opposite, and gave him a look of inquiry. When she saw that the old housekeeper nodded in agreement, she stood up directly on the table and took the lead in walking to the door of the conference hall.

Maxim's rise immediately attracted the attention of most members and representatives present, and the hall was quiet again. And then, these men and women wizards finally stopped procrastinating, looked at each other for a few eyes, and then began to leave the table.

Before long, when the old housekeeper was the last one out of the conference hall, he heard a dull "crash" - that was the lava corpse changed by Hermione's deformation, which was restored to a crystal chandelier and smashed heavily in the center of the conference table.

The old housekeeper paused at the door, then ignored the chandelier and closed the door.

"This hall... It is estimated that no one will come again in a short time."

He murmured and left step by step in the direction of the stairs.

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"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to say 'I'm sorry' to you," Luna, who was walking on the stairs with Hermione's arm in her hand, suddenly paused, and then whispered, "I'm sorry I messed up your important meeting."

"What are you talking about now!" Hermione pursed her lips. "But... Yes! You really should apologize - not to me, but to the warriors who ignored their life and death in order to resist halbo!"

Luna shook her head and said:

"No, I don't know them... I only know you. I know you are in pain, and I don't want to see you in such pain at all."

"What about Harry?" Hermione asked in reply, "You should be very clear about his mind, don't you? If the meeting is postponed today, the plan to go to Birmingham will have to be postponed... We have been at Weymouth camp for so long, just to find such an opportunity now and find a way to recapture Britain from Haier Bo! In this way, the opportunity is missed, and most of our previous efforts will be in vain."

But Luna disagreed and said:

"It's all right, Harry doesn't care what plan or not! If it's true according to his temper, we've probably all gone to London to duel with halber by now!"

As they said this, they took the lead in leaving the alliance stronghold in Belgium, and the phantom appeared at Granger camp in Cherbourg port.

When they arrived near the coast, they finally stopped and looked at each other.

"Well... I'm really going to Winchester to find Marca." Hermione's expression gradually became serious. "Luna, what about you?"

As Luna herself said when she was in busbarton, she now knows Hermione's thoughts very well, just as Hermione gradually understands her thoughts.

At present, Hermione understands Luna very well. She knows that Luna's persuasion in the past actually violates the principles she has always adhered to.

Or more specifically, because Luna could feel that Marca didn't want them to find herself, she left busbarton to persuade Hermione just to untie the knot in Hermione's heart.

So she went against Maka's wishes and her own insistence.

Now, in fact, Hermione is not very sure what kind of choice Luna should make next.

Seeing Luna's relaxed face gradually fade away her consistent pure smile, Hermione unconsciously felt some heartache.

"Luna, go back! Thank you for letting me understand the importance of obeying your original heart, so now... You should continue to adhere to your original heart. You don't have to go against your will again for me."

However, today's Luna seemed to want to oppose her. After hearing her words, she shook her head as if she had figured it out.

"I'm going too." she brushed away her long blond hair, which was swept by the sea breeze, and turned her head to look at the sea path in front of her. "Hermione, do you know? In fact... I also began to understand why you always stubbornly chase after Maka. Because sometimes, you can feel at ease only when you really see him standing beside you."

"Really?" Hermione couldn't help looking at her again. "I see... Since even you think so, it seems that things have become very serious."

She said this precisely because she knew that Luna could occasionally feel Maka's heart.

Luna nodded and said frankly:

"Yes! It's serious... Maka is afraid, which makes me... A little afraid."

It seemed to be aware that Luna's hand was trembling slightly. Although Hermione was shocked when she heard her words, she immediately reached out and took her trembling palm.

"Everyone will be afraid... I see. Let's go find him!" Hermione said with an affectation of ease. "Find him and teach him a good lesson so that he can always leave without saying goodbye!"

Before she could finish, she took out two brooms, got up with Luna and flew to the sea - after Harry and them were called, the trip would be a long time since they had been together.

On the English channel, the sky is still clear, but further north, it should be the land of England ruled by thick fog.

However, Hermione and Luna had no hesitation on their faces.