Chapter 2016

Above his head was a thick layer of lead gray clouds, gloomy and gloomy, and in front of his eyes was a bleak yellow hillside. Clearly approaching the end of spring and early summer, this gust of wind blows against the face, but people can't help but want to shrink their necks.

In this environment, Percy's funeral is naturally more sad.

"... this is the death of an ordinary man who fought against disaster on the front line. With his strength, he could have hidden in the rear and protected himself for the time being - just as most people do now! But he didn't."

"Percy Weasley set an example and demonstrated to many people how an ordinary wizard should give full play to his talents and contribute to ending the disaster as soon as possible."

"Because of his presence, Weymouth camp, as the front line of resistance, can persist in a series of enemy attacks; because of his presence, the front-line personnel can be deployed timely and smoothly to maintain normal cooperation; because of his presence, the will of the resistance alliance has been fully reflected..."

Brova still said the eulogy - as the current head of a large family, it's not difficult to make up some decent words casually. What's more, he still knows the situation in Weymouth. Even the current editor won't make any big mistakes.

However, these words used to praise Percy's actions came out of brova's mouth. Of course, most others could not feel anything, but the more he said, the more he felt blocked in his heart.

"... now, this hard-working ordinary man is asleep. He sleeps very quietly. Not long ago, he was busy day and night in Weymouth. Now, he can finally have a good sleep undisturbed."

Finally, Mr. brova waved to Harry and them:

"Well, Percy Weasley, let's wish him a good sleep and a good dream."

After a few words, Harry and Ron immediately began to fill the grave, and soon turned the deep pit back to the ground. Only the tombstone engraved with Percy's name and the date of birth and death still tells everyone here that an ordinary brave man and a non dazzling legend of life and death are buried under this land.

In a moment of silence, everyone stared at the tombstone and thought for a few minutes. Then they returned to the burrow again and again. In the end, even Ginny was taken away by Harry with her arm around her shoulder, but there were still a few sparse figures standing in place in front of the new grave.

One of them is Mr. brova.

Perhaps the speech just made had a great impact on himself, so that some lingering rhyme in his mind could not disappear for a long time.

What should I say? Are you sorry?

No, it shouldn't, because he didn't regret his choice from beginning to end. Between an unfamiliar boy and his daughter, he will certainly choose his daughter. There will be no exception.

So, is it a pity?

No, it shouldn't be - to be honest, at least brova did feel that even if Weymouth camp was really destroyed, he wouldn't feel much sad. Whether it's heartless or heartless, brova doesn't have such a flood of kindness.

But... What's the matter with this faint feeling of boredom in my heart now?

"Mr. brova, don't you go back? You can go and have a rest, because now, no one may have a new danger. If a strong enemy comes, you and miss gofein have to help!"

It's Ron talking right now.

At the sound of his voice, brova recovered a little and looked around. Then he found that Delphi and Sarah, who had stopped in front of the tomb for a while like himself, seemed to have gone back to the house.

"Mr. Weasley."

Blova paused a little and said:

"In fact, at that time -"

However, as soon as he started, he hesitated and stopped again. Ron looked at him suspiciously, but he was polite and said:

"What's the matter, sir?"

"No, nothing."

Blova finally shook his head, then turned around and simply walked one step towards the burrow.

……

To recapture the burrow and complete Percy's funeral, Harry and they can be said to have completed it relatively smoothly. However, if they really want to take all Devonshire, they alone will obviously not see enough.

As for the number of living corpses, even if the density is far from the remote location near Winchester, it is also a whole "county" level! Don't say it's them. Even if Maka comes by herself, it's not something that can be done in a while.

Now that there are traces of corpse activities in the whole UK, and even the recent sudden arrival of demons, everyone's psychology is more and more heavy.

At this moment, on the dining table on the first floor of the burrow, a large map is being rolled out. Hermione used her wand instead of her finger and gently scratched and pulled on the map. Then he pointed out the location of the burrow.

"No matter what we should do next, at least the protection of the Burrow must be fully prepared - if we are broken by the living corpses like Weymouth camp, all we have done will be meaningless," she said. "And to completely recapture Devon... Cleaning up this huge number of living corpses must be a big problem we have to face."

Yes, and this is not only a problem in Devon, but a fundamental problem that the Rebel Alliance needs to face all over Britain.

The problem is that these corpses are actually innocent people who failed to escape and were ruthlessly swallowed up by the disaster.

At this point, Hermione took back her wand, sat back in her chair and said:

"Besides... I think we should get in touch with bill. We have to tell everyone that Percy has been buried."

When she said this, Ginny and Ron nodded immediately - they didn't let bill and Charlie come before, mainly for security reasons. Now Britain is too dangerous for them. But even if we can't let them come for the time being, at least we should tell them the situation here first.

"I'll write a letter in a minute, and then..."

Before Ginny finished speaking, Neville raised her hand a little and motioned:

"I'll let the patron saint take it! It's not too far from Weymouth. It should be no problem. Besides, it's safer and safer."

Ginny nodded immediately when she heard the speech:

"Thank you, Neville."