Chapter 1989

Ability improvement, friends meeting, strong support present... No matter which one, it can be said to be a happy thing, let alone the gathering of the three.

Yes, Hermione is happy, and Luna rarely gets depressed. In the shadow of Percy's death, everyone showed such a little smile for the first time.

However, this "everyone" does not include bill Weasley.

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After arriving at Granger camp with Sarah, Mr. brova did not go to the beach with her to meet Hermione and others. When the guard thought about it, he naturally asked him whether to go to the injured camp. After all, there were many people who were dispatched from the brova family and contributed a lot to the defensive war in Weymouth, with great casualties.

After hearing this, brova did not know whether it was the responsibility or emotion of the family owner to compensate the family members, even when he followed the other party to the camp on the nearby hillside.

The smell of the tent area where the injured is located is still so bad, as if even the sea breeze blowing all day is blowing.

Fortunately, buluowa was not a person who was too hypocritical in this regard, although he had good clothes and food since childhood. He didn't even put any magic spell on himself, so he walked in behind the guard who led the way.

After these days of treatment and recuperation, in fact, no matter minor or serious injuries, they are much better. And because of this, there are finally less groans and more whispers in the camp here... It seems that there are two injured people who can't move because of their injuries playing wizard chess. The cry of ordering the chess pieces to act and fight sounds like swearing in the street. It seems that both of them are impatient people with bad temper.

At a certain moment when brova walked through many tents, a voice suddenly sounded from the door of a tent.

"Mr. brova...?"

With such a gentle call, brova heard a complex and unspeakable emotion - what caused the other party to hesitate to fill in a "Sir", which made brova raise his eyebrows and turn around slowly.

"Yes, I'm brova," he nodded, paused and looked at each other. "Are you?"

"Bill," bill stepped out at the tent door and then continued, "bill Weasley."

"I see." brova still nodded calmly and looked at Bill. "Are you Percy Weasley's... Brother?"

"Well," said bill, after a few seconds of silence, then sighed again, "but maybe there's no 'I see'... Or, at least, it should be different from what Mr. brova thought."

Compared with the rest of his friends, Bill's character is indeed much more mature, not only because he is the oldest and has the most experience, but also because... As the eldest brother of the seven Weasley brothers and sisters, he has always borne a lot of responsibility.

No one knows that bill once had an ideal. He loved cool music when he was young and had the dream of traveling around the world. He also had a pen pal who went to school in the Brazilian school of witchcraft and Wizardry. He once discussed the desire to exchange tourism with each other. He also liked the trend and fashion of Muggle and hoped to live in Muggle society in the future.

However, he also has a family with six younger brothers and sisters. It's not easy to support the family just by relying on his father's salary in the Ministry of magic. How easy is it to make everyone's life better?

Therefore, in the past, bill, who made his parents, brothers and sisters feel that he was not a very down-to-earth person, gave up most of his dreams after graduating from Hogwarts and became a spell solver in gulingge.

There are many dangers in this job, and even there are a certain number of deaths every year, but correspondingly, its salary is also exceptionally high.

Then, bill was assigned to Egypt by the gringott to explore and study the mysteries of the ancient magic relics left over from the ancient Egyptian period

Yes, at least his ideal of going to the outside world has come true! Although... In another way that is not so free.

"Mr. brova, please wait a moment. I want to talk to you... Of course, wait for me to change the medicine for the patient in a few minutes!"

After seeing blova nodding, bill turned back and went back into the tent. Before long, I saw him carrying a suitcase and pointing to the hillside open space outside the camp.

"Go over there! The air there is better... To be honest, it tastes too strong here."

When Bill said this, brova seemed to have no objection. After Bill explained to the guard who brought brova, he directly followed him outside.

"Would you like a piece of sugar? I fell in love with it when I worked in Egypt. It tastes a little light, but it will become more fragrant after chewing more."

Standing still in the open space, Bill took out a piece of sugar, peeled the sugar paper and stuffed it into his mouth. Then after seeing blova, he took out another piece and handed it over.

Seeing that brova shook his head and didn't reach for it, he could only shrug his shoulders gently.

"Well, there are only a few pieces left in my pocket," said bill, but he couldn't help sighing. "Speaking of... Percy likes it too. I've sent it to him several times."

"I didn't do anything wrong," brova said calmly, frowning slightly. "Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, I can apologize to Percy Weasley at his funeral."

"Oh, no, I didn't mean that."

Hearing brova's words, bill quickly waved his hand.

"I just have some... What should I say? You should also understand that just lost a relative, you will always think of him involuntarily."

The voice dropped slightly. Bill hardly showed his lost face during that time, and finally showed a little sadness.

After watching him silent for a moment, brova nodded.

"Yes, I can understand."

"That's good. Thank you for understanding. After all, it's an uncontrollable thing." bill casually lifted the tip of his hair to one side and then turned, "Well, here's the thing... It's really about Percy to invite Mr. to come here. But I don't want to blame Mr. for not coming to help - it's not your obligation, not to mention that it was in a hurry and the situation was unclear... And you had miss brova around."

"So I just want to say, Mr. brova, if my brother and sister do anything rude to you next, please look at me... No, for Marca's face, don't worry too much with them."

Bill pursed his lips and said so sincerely.