"Well, I'm going to Hogwarts now, but... Mr. Weasley, I'm mainly going to meet the owner and miss. After all, I'm the steward of the brova family. As for Mr. McLean... I can only guarantee that I will help you ask the owner as much as possible. As for the owner's own plans, I'm afraid I can't control it It's all right. "
After saying this to Charlie, the old housekeeper made a special trip downstairs to explain a series of affairs to Mrs. maxim, and then followed Charlie and MS. stanson to the Granger camp in the port of Cherbourg, France.
"You can go to sea from here, cross the English Channel and go all the way along the coastline to the north of England." Charlie explained to the old housekeeper while pointing to the sea. "This is probably the fastest route you can choose on the premise of ensuring safety."
When the old housekeeper heard the speech, he nodded immediately and then said:
"Mr. Weasley, won't you see your brother again before you go back to Hogwarts?"
"You mean Percy?" Charlie shook his head after a short pause. "No, he has a lot of things to do at Weymouth camp. Moreover, we had agreed when we left Weymouth. If you can please, we will go to Hogwarts as soon as possible. I don't need to see him again for the time being."
After that, Charlie took out the Dragon whistle and was about to blow hard and call norbeta down from the sky. But who knows that at this time, a golden light suddenly lit up in front of the old housekeeper's chest, making him subconsciously stop and turn around to look at it.
"Old gentleman, this is... What's the matter?"
It can be seen that what is shining on the old housekeeper's chest is a brova family badge that he has never seen again.
"The master of the house is calling me."
The old housekeeper also frowned. He looked down at the soft golden light as he said, and then added:
"And it's not far from here... At least, it's definitely not at Hogwarts."
With that, he looked at Charlie suspiciously. Then he took off his badge and took out his wand.
The next moment, I saw him holding his wand in his palm and hanging it on his badge, saying softly:
"Show me the way."
Before the voice fell, the wand turned an angle, and the tip of the wand slowly pointed to the side almost parallel to the coastline here.
"On the right, in France?" the old housekeeper put away his wand and looked at Charlie. "Mr. Weasley, anyway, let's go and have a look first."
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"Father, is the old housekeeper in China?"
Willie lowered her head and trampled the sand under her feet, as if she thought it was interesting.
"Well," said Mr. brova, holding the exquisite shield and ring on his index finger, nodding his head while secretly sensing, "it's nearby... Coming this way."
"Oh," said Willie, who finally stopped trampling on the beach and looked up, "which way is it?"
It's been a long time since she got out of control and left the island of roina. Seriously, Willie still misses the old housekeeper. After all, the other party is also one of the people who accompany her and take care of her growing up. Although she is not a real family, Willie has always regarded the old housekeeper as a family member.
"Over there," Mr. brova pointed to the other end of the beach, "a little distance... It should be in the wharf camp in Cherbourg."
"Oh, is it at Granger camp?" Willie nodded again and said clearly. "It's not far away. Let's go over there!"
As soon as she finished, she took the lead along the slightly wet beach and walked West step by step. Seeing this, Mr. brova naturally had to keep up with his daughter and accompanied her in the direction of the old housekeeper.
However, although it is true that the distance is not far, it is a slight deviation caused by the long-distance phantom development of brova and his daughter. But who knows, they haven't met the old housekeeper who is also coming here, but they met another acquaintance first.
"Huh? That's --"
Willie, who was walking forward step by step, suddenly seemed to see something and stopped subconsciously. As soon as Mr. brova, who followed her, saw his daughter stop, he frowned and hurriedly looked down her line of sight to the road on the left.
The reason why he was so nervous was that he found that he didn't seem to feel any strange magic fluctuations. And to say what he can't even notice in advance... No matter what it is, it's obviously not simple.
However, Mr. blova soon realized that he was afraid that he had been "with the living corpses" for too long in the heavy fog of Britain, and his nervous tension had not been able to be put down until now.
Because he just looked at it and found that what made Willie stop and didn't notice in advance was just a Muggle.
Yes, it's a Muggle - although the Muggle's identity is a little "special".
"Delphi."
After a pause, Willie quickened her pace, left the beach, walked to the other side of the road, and greeted the figure who was also pacing the road.
"Miss brova?"
In recent days, Delphi often takes a walk along the coast on this road. However, since the main task of Granger camp is to receive and transfer survivors, not many people came here before and after the wave of corpses.
Therefore, it seems that this is also the first time she met an acquaintance while walking looking at the sea.
"Delphi, why are you here?" Willie stood in front of her and looked at her curiously. "Don't you go to busbarton? I'm going to go with my father."
"I just want to be as close as possible... To Mr. McLean."
Delphi turned to look at the sea in the distance and said this faintly, but then he seemed to realize something. He looked back at Willy and Mr. brova and said:
"Wait... Miss brova, where are you from?"
When Willie saw her asking, she couldn't help a little, and then she said frankly:
"It's Marca's side."
"Winchester?" Delphi continued.
"No," Willie shook her head. "It's Hogwarts - Marca took us back to school and lived there for a few days."
When Delphi heard her say this, she couldn't help wondering:
"Then why are you here again?"
"Because -"
Willie just wanted to continue to answer, but suddenly saw the sudden contraction and expansion of the space not far away, and then saw two familiar figures appear on the beach.
Obviously, Charlie and the old housekeeper arrived.