With a burst of noise sounded first from the east of the stronghold, another war began.
In fact, we all know that since we came to this scarred land, such a battle will inevitably become inevitable.
However, war will bleed and kill after all.
Whether it's Harry, who is very brave with a sword, Hermione, who commands the defense in the high tower, or even the wizards who are only responsible for guarding the core of the rune array in the rear, they know that the enemy's fangs and claws... Are not far from everyone.
So to tell the truth, everyone is very nervous - the wizards who can come here voluntarily are obviously not afraid of death, but in the final analysis, they will still be afraid of death. Because they are afraid that even if they die, they will die in vain. They are afraid that they can't even shake this terrible disaster with their strength alone.
Obviously, Ron, who is looking out of the window in the living room at the moment, can understand those who are worried.
He knew that it was still something called "powerlessness". Or to put it bluntly, it is "insufficient strength and ability".
Because of their lack of strength, when the army of corpses attacked, only Harry and Mr. brova were qualified to stand outside the alchemy barrier and face the enemies directly;
Because of the lack of ability, the defense forces in the stronghold are mainly Hermione's Rune array and Sarah's Alchemy barrier. The protection spells of other volunteers can only be used as icing on the cake when resisting the army of living corpses.
Ron suddenly shook his head at the thought.
It's not like this... Without the first batch of volunteers, who not only built the tower in a short time, but also divided their work and helped Hermione arrange the huge array as soon as possible, they alone could not build the stronghold in time with the enemy around.
If they can't build a stronghold, it's good to say when the devil comes, but when the army of living corpses comes, their team may have to give up the burrow in the war and retreat.
"So, if you want to stand firm here, you still need manpower... However, in this situation, where can you find so many people who are not afraid of death and have similar aspirations?"
Due to the previous battle with the giant devil, Harry finally had a chance to master Gryffindor's sword with the help of Delphi. Now the four of them no longer need to always stay near Harry.
So now, when a battle begins, Ron can only stay on the side of the burrow and guard the core of the rune matrix. While taking on an important task for the time being, he looked at the boiling battlefield from a distance and scratched his ears when thinking about things.
No way, he can't let himself stay at the safest place in the stronghold and do nothing - even if the task of guarding the core of the formation is really crucial, but it's really torture to sit and watch everyone fight with their lives outside.
Therefore, he has to find something for himself to do and let these thoughts fill his head, so as to avoid guilt and uneasiness in his skull.
And when Ron was thinking about it alone, a figure suddenly ran in through the door.
"Mr. Weasley -"
It was IDA Brandt who had just run back from the East Tower. She looked left and right after entering the door, and then came towards Ron.
"Eh? Where is Mr. aginbad going?"
"Huh?"
Ron, who was lost in thought, was awakened by IDA's arrival. After a little meal, he pointed out and said:
"Mr. aginbad has gone to the South Tower... With the number of the corpse army, the north and South will be attacked sooner or later, and Mr. aginbad has also gone to participate in the defense."
"Oh." IDA nodded her head when she heard the speech, and then said, "by the way, Miss Granger asked me to tell you the situation of the Federation..."
Soon, she told Ron about her previous experience and knowledge at the Federation headquarters. After telling her story from beginning to end, she finally said:
"Because the current president of the Federation is likely to be Mrs. maxim - this is Mr. aginbad's judgment - so Miss Granger wants you to try to contact the Federation first."
"Is it just contact?" Ron listened and asked, "Hermione didn't say anything else?"
"Well, no," IDA recalled, "she just said, after telling you this, you should know what to do."
Ron was stunned when he heard this.
After being friends for so many years, of course he knows Hermione. Seriously, it's hard for everyone to hear such unclear words in Hermione's mouth. Usually, she will explain what needs to be explained directly.
But this time... Ron tasted a taste called "identity" in this short sentence.
After thinking about it, he nodded to IDA in front of him:
"I see... Is there anything else?"
"No," IDA shook her head.
"Then go to the room upstairs and have a rest!" Ron pointed up. "Of course, if you have confidence in your strength, you can also go to the south tower or the north tower to resist the corpses with everyone."
"Oh, I still can't," IDA quickly waved her hand. "I really don't have that ability - and to tell the truth, it's all my courage to follow Mr. aginbad and your brother here this time."
Looking at Miss Brandt, who didn't know what she was doing here, hurried upstairs. Ron habitually scratched his scalp, and then went over the things about the Federation that the other party had just said in his head.
Then he nodded his head.
"It seems that Hermione is going to find Mrs. Maxim."
And whether this is Hermione's idea or not, at least this is obviously not difficult for Ron to think of. After all, he just came to the conclusion that there is a lack of human hands and is distressed about it! At the thought that Mrs. maxim is now likely to be the new president of the Federation, the task of convening more volunteers must fall on her.
Anyway, it should be the responsibility of the International Federation of wizards to gather people to deal with the disaster, isn't it?
However, just made such a decision, Ron began to have a headache again.
"Speaking of it, this' external liaison 'itself is the biggest problem we need to solve at present!" he couldn't help sighing.