Chapter 1964

Marca won't contact Percy - or even, I'm afraid he won't contact anyone in this group until he achieves some purpose.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at him, he hasn't taken the initiative to show up since this time, and even drove Harry and Charlie back one after another... Although no one seems to understand his real idea and purpose, it can be seen that he doesn't want others to get involved in the disaster at all.

"... I even think he probably won't have any contact with Mr. Weasley anymore." Delphi looked at Mrs. Maxim with a complicated but serious face. "As far as the current situation is concerned, if those people in Weymouth camp were forced to abandon their camp and withdraw from Britain, I think he would be happier!"

Delphi's questioning immediately made Maxim feel a little speechless - obviously, no matter whether the other party's reasons are sufficient or not, being exposed at once will always make the liar feel more guilty.

"This... I don't know."

Until then, Mr. brova, sitting behind the desk, finally spoke again.

"Don't worry, madam. I don't think she's doubting you... Well, I thought, maybe someone was actually obstructing you and deliberately sent you a false message to lead me away with your help, so that you wouldn't be thinking about pulling me into your Rebel Alliance -" brova said, "Well, you didn't want me to attend the meeting before. Check some restless members of the alliance? I think you can check it."

"Uh."

To be honest, blova's inference was unexpected to maxim, and according to what she just said, blova's inference is indeed possible.

Had it not been for the special mark on Percy's urgent letter, and now brova mentioned it, Maxim would have to worry about whether some people were secretly calculating.

However, it was Percy Weasley who sent the letter!

"Well, OK! I'll investigate," I felt that I had no reason to continue to persuade each other to go to Weymouth. Maxim nodded in the end, "so... Excuse me, guys."

With that, she finally turned around and was going to leave brova's room with full regret - since she couldn't convince each other, it's better to recall all the people in Weymouth camp! Or reduce the casualties as soon as possible.

"Remember to send someone over there to see if there are really corpses attacking the camp."

When she walked out of the door, she heard a reminder of brova's "kindness" in the room behind her. When she heard the speech, she couldn't help smiling bitterly.

However, after Mrs. Maxim left, a faint conversation rang out again in the room where the door was closed again.

"Mr. brova, do you really think it was a false letter from the Brandt family in Germany?" Delphi asked, sitting down in a chair near the window and looking at brova.

When Delphi asked, brova shook his head and said:

"It seems that the young lady has seen it... Of course not. The Brandts have been secretly against my brova family for many years. Even if they really want to lead me away from busbarton, they won't use this trick that can be exposed in the blink of an eye. Therefore... It should be true that Weymouth was attacked."

"Then you --"

Delphi was puzzled when he heard this, but brova quickly waved his hand and said:

"I just don't want to go, and... To tell you the truth, I don't think much of the Rebel Alliance founded by Granger and maxim. If it doesn't work this time, leave early and come back! It's good for everyone."

After listening to brova's two sincere words, Delphi thought about it, but he just closed his mouth without comment.

She just raised her hand a little, gently touched the "Pendant" hanging on her chest across her clothes, and her eyes gradually blurred.

……

The situation in Weymouth camp has become worse and worse. What's worse, it seems that many people are no longer optimistic about their actions.

Mr. brova had no hope for them, Mrs. Maxim finally decided to give up, Maka never contacted them, and even Hermione and others left here.

In addition, the defense line became more and more tight, became shaky, and could be broken at any time. All kinds of situations seemed to urge Percy to withdraw to Granger camp across the Strait as soon as possible.

But Percy just didn't want to quit!

In fact, Percy has been in command of Weymouth for longer than Hermione, who officially established the camp, and he spends more energy here than anyone else.

Because of the mistakes he made after graduating from Hogwarts, he suffered his own consequences and his strength retreated greatly. He finally woke up some time ago, but because of his lack of strength, he couldn't even do something to atone for himself.

Up to now, she has finally recovered some spell casting skills and found the possibility of giving full play to her ability here. Percy really put her body and mind into it.

Yes, in fact, it may be said that his investment in this plan to resist Haier Bo is even greater than that of Hermione before!

"Hold on! Everybody work harder! Don't relax -"

At this moment, Percy is no longer behind the defense. Because more and more people need to rest, and the vacancies in the defense line also increase, he has taken the initiative to go to the first row.

Even if there is only one more person, as long as it can make the speed of cleaning the corpses faster, the defense line can last longer. If Mr. brova can really come, Percy hopes that the defense will at least last until he arrives.

"Bang!"

Several smashing spells hit a fast-moving corpse who climbed up the corpse pile and flew it out, avoiding the possibility of it turning over and breaking into the camp. Next, a large number of vanishing spells frequently fell on the ordinary living corpses suppressed and stacked by gravity traps, reducing the height of the "living corpse wall" in front of us as much as possible.

Percy waved his wand hard and did the same thing as everyone else.

Similar scenes are being staged, repeated and circulated throughout the defense line, but the high wall piled up by living corpses is still rising gradually.

Percy knew that they were going to be unable to hold on, and... Look, Mr. brova hasn't come yet. I guess he can't come.

"Retreat! Retreat! Leave the dock orderly in batches..."

Finally, Percy spoke out with difficulty:

"Give up Weymouth!"