Chapter 1962

In fact, many people have found that the strange fog that has enveloped the British land for a long time seems to be beginning to dissipate slowly.

However, this is by no means a simple reason for the arrival of demons.

In terms of the number of demons, even if they need to evacuate a large area of fog as a medium when they come, compared with the whole UK, the amount of fog they extract is far from enough!

But of course, among the people who have observed the thinning fog, it is obvious that they have not been able to have the energy to study it deeply.

Yes, for example... These wizards who hurried to resist the invaders on the defense line outside Weymouth camp.

"Continue to increase the firepower! Keep the pace and don't stop - those who can't hold on don't hold on. Immediately step back and rest to recover their strength. After recovery, find the vacant seat and take turns to fill it!"

Percy stood behind and commanded loudly. From time to time, he waved his wand and cast spells to support the weakest part of the defense line.

Relying on the gravity trap left by Hermione, the sudden attack was finally withstood temporarily.

Those evolved speed corpses are really too difficult to deal with. If they were not stopped by this gravity wall, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Maybe most of them can't even escape - even on the other side of the camp is the port, and they can move beyond the fog.

But now, the problem has not been completely solved. Because a large number of living corpses were crushed to the ground under the action of gravity rules, there was no time to clear them. Even though Percy kept reminding everyone to speed up as much as possible, the living corpses were still piling up in front of the line of defense.

The higher you go, the farther you are from the regular character, the smaller the increase of gravity. If they have been stacked to a certain height, those fast-moving corpses may be able to rush from the top directly on their companions' bodies!

"Mr. Weasley, when can the brova family come? We don't know when we can't resist it."

A wizard who retreated from the front line for a rest came to Percy and couldn't help asking.

"Well, I think it should be soon."

Percy said this in a confident tone, as if he was sure that Willie's father would come and help himself.

But in fact, whether Mr. brova would come or not, he had no idea.

The roar of the corpses outside the line of defense was more and more harsh.

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"Madam, Mr Percy Weasley of Weymouth camp has sent an urgent letter!"

When Percy desperately shouted for more firepower on the defense line, but he was still worried, the letter that made him feel unable to write finally arrived on the desk in the principal's office of the busbarton School of witchcraft and Wizardry.

At this moment, Mrs. Maxim actually happened to be thinking about how to officially pull the blova family into their Rebel Alliance.

Looking at the letter with a piece of red satin tape on the table, Maxim couldn't help jumping in his heart. However, she didn't show much surprise. She just nodded at the busbarton administrator who sent the letter and looked at the other party. After the other party left, she hurriedly picked up her wand and sealed the wax on the letter.

"Chi -"

The envelope was instantly reduced to ashes in a wisp of smoke, and the stationery automatically unfolded, revealing a rather short but anxious text.

"... 'as the first step against halbo, it is also the last step we can't retreat - we should keep Weymouth camp anyway. If necessary, we can borrow the name of Maka'."

In fact, just look at these last two sentences to know how bad the situation at Weymouth camp will be. Maxim chewed in his heart, knowing that Percy had a good point.

Yes, since she and Hermione have established a Rebel Alliance, the ideas they hold in establishing the alliance have naturally become their bottom line.

Granger camp and Weymouth camp on both sides of the English channel are not only the symbol of the alliance towards Britain occupied by Haier Bo, but also the basis for them to lead the alliance and obtain the continuous support of member forces.

If we give up Weymouth camp and Hermione is not here at present, she, the "founder" who is not strong enough to hold all members, may be banned sooner or later.

This kind of thing is useless even if Mr. brova is here.

It's just

"In the name of Mr. McLean?" said maxim, looking at the last line and frowning slightly. "Does Mr. Weasley mean... To deceive the Lord of the brova to Weymouth?"

Although the letter also wrote the premise of "if necessary", Percy didn't know that she had hit a nail on Mr. brova's side not long ago.

Since Percy made such a "suggestion", it was obvious that she had to find a way to deceive Willie's father first.

"Speaking of... Does Percy Weasley know Lord blova well?"

Maxim thought for a while, but he was wondering whether Percy had a way to convince Mr. brova face to face. After all, when they were still with Marca, brova's father and daughter and the old housekeeper often acted with them.

Unfortunately, not to mention Willy, at least her father, Mr. brova, always only bought Maka's account - it used to be so, now... It may be a little less trusting than before, but I'm afraid it's still the same.

Obviously, Percy and Mr. brova don't know each other! If he could persuade the latter, there was no need for Maxim to deceive him to Weymouth at the moment.

"All right!"

Maxim, who was also eager to pull Mr. blova into the partnership, finally nodded, stood up and walked towards the door of the office.

"What should I say? Well... I remember Mr. brova mentioned that Mr. McLean should still be at Hogwarts. In this case... Just say that McLean summoned us to guard Weymouth! After all, I don't know McLean. If I say it too directly, it will only make people suspect..."

She muttered, and hurried to the room where the brovas and their daughter had borrowed. After going down the stairs and making several turns, he soon came to the door of Willie's father's room.

At the moment, Willie was still tending flowers and plants in the front garden as usual, and she would certainly not be in her father's room, which saved at least half the possibility of being exposed for lying.

After all, even Maxim knows that Willie knows more about Marca than her father.

"Benedictine Benedictine."

"Please come in."

However, as the door opened, Maxim did not see Mr. brova alone.