Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2015: Heart blockage

The thick plume-gray clouds above my head are gloomy and gloomy, and the yellow hillside in front of my eyes is desolate. Obviously, the end of spring and early summer is approaching, and this gust of wind is blowing on the face, but it still makes people want to shrink their necks.

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

"...This is the death of an ordinary person who fought against disasters on the front line. With his strength, he could hide behind and protect himself for the time being—just as most people do today. Like that! But he didn't."

"Percy Weasley, by example, demonstrated to many people how, as an ordinary wizard, how to use his talents and contribute to ending this disaster as soon as possible."

"Because of his presence, the Weymouth Camp as the front line of resistance was able to persevere in a series of enemy attacks; because of his presence, personnel on the front line can be deployed in a timely and smooth manner and maintain normal cooperation; because of his presence; With him, the will to resist the alliance has been fully manifested..."

The eulogy, Blois still said-as the current head of a large family, it is not difficult to make some decent words casually. What's more, he still knows the situation in Weymouth quite well, even if it is a new edition, he will not make a big mistake.

It's just that these words used to praise Percy's actions came out of Blois's mouth. Of course, most of the others can't feel anything, but the more he said it, the more he felt a little confused in his heart.

"...Now, this hardworking ordinary person is asleep, and he slept peacefully and peacefully. Not long ago, was he still busy day and night in Weymouth, and now, he can finally Get a good night's sleep where no one is disturbed."

At the end, Mr. Blois waved at Harry and the others:

"Well, Percy Weasley, let us wish him good sleep and good dreams."

The voice fell slightly, and Harry and Ron immediately began to fill the grave with soil, and later turned the pit back to the flat ground again. Only the tombstone engraved with Percy’s name and birth and death dates is still telling everyone who came here that under this land is buried an ordinary brave, and a not dazzling legend of life and death. .

There was a moment of silence, and everyone stared at the tombstone for a few minutes, and then they walked back to the Burrow one after another. In the end, even Ginny was taken away by Harry with his arms around his shoulders, but there were still a few sparse figures standing in place in front of this new grave.

One of them is Mr. Blois.

Maybe it was the speech just now, which had a great impact on him, so that some kind of lingering rhyme in his mind could not dissipate for a long time.

What should I say? Are you sorry?

No, it should not be because he never regretted his choice from beginning to end. Between an unfamiliar boy and his own daughter, he will definitely choose his daughter. There will be no exceptions.

So, is it a pity?

No, it shouldn't be—to tell the truth, at least Blois felt at the time that even if the Weymouth camp was completely wiped out, he would not feel much sad. Whether it is unfeeling or ruthless, Blois does not have such an overwhelming kindness.

But... what's going on with this faint sense of stuffiness in my heart now?

"Mr. Blois, don’t you go back? You can go and rest a little longer, because nowadays, no one may have new dangers at any time. If a strong enemy strikes, you have to rely on you and Miss Geoffrey and the others are helping!"

Ron is talking right now.

When he heard his voice, Blois regained his senses and looked around, only to realize that Delphi and Sarah, who had stopped in front of the tomb for a while, just like him, seemed to have already Go back to the house.

"Mr. Weasley."

Blois paused slightly, and couldn't help but speak:

"Actually, at that time—"

However, just as he started, he paused again hesitantly. When Ron saw this, he couldn't help looking at him with some doubts, but he was still very polite:

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"No, it's nothing."

Blois finally shook his head, then turned around, and walked towards the Burrow.

……

Retake the Burrow and complete Percy's funeral. This step, Harry and the others, can be said to be completed relatively smoothly. However, if they really wanted to take down the entire Devonshire, they would obviously not be enough to see them.

As for the number of living corpses, even if the density is far lower than that of a remote location near Winchester, that is the level of an entire "county"! Not to mention them, even if you ask Maca to come in person, it is not something that can be done in a short while.

As I think again and again, there are traces of living corpses all over the UK, and there are even demons that have suddenly descended recently, and everyone's psychology has become more and more heavy.

At this moment, on the dining table on the first floor of the Burrow, a large map is being spread out. Hermione used a wand instead of her finger, and flicked a few times on the map. Then clicked on the location of the Burrow.

"Regardless of what we should do next, at least the protection of the Burrow must be fully prepared-if it is broken by a living corpse like the Weymouth camp, then nothing we have done It's meaningless." She said, "And if we want to completely recapture Devonshire...cleaning up this huge number of living corpses is definitely a big problem we must face."

Yes, and this is not only a problem in Devon, but a fundamental problem that the Rebellion Alliance needs to face head-on throughout the United Kingdom.

The problem is that these living corpses ~IndoMTL.com~ are actually the innocent people who were ruthlessly swallowed by this disaster after failing to escape.

Speaking of this, Hermione retracted her wand and sat back on the chair again:

"In addition...I think we should also contact Bill. We have to tell everyone that Percy has been buried."

When she heard this, Ginny and Ron immediately nodded their heads. Before they were not allowed to come, Bill and Charlie were mainly due to security considerations. Today's Britain is really for them. Too dangerous. But even if they can't come over for the time being, at least they should be told about the situation here first.

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

Before Ginny finished speaking, Neville, who was not far away, raised his hand slightly and motioned:

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

Ginny nodded immediately after hearing this:

"Thank you, Neville."