Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1524: Different viewpoints
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The same survivors who escaped from the fog of London have almost the same conditions for being seriously injured and dying, but the symptoms shown by both sides are completely different.
There must be something wrong with this.
On this basis, Maca seemed to be particularly concerned about the two survivors in Spiral Town, and even arranged a special observation room for them.
Now that I think about it this way, most of it is not meaningful.
"But...why?"
Why are the symptoms of the two survivors different? Why does Maca care so much about the two people in the observation room? Such questions secretly piled up in Hermione's heart.
"Is it because the two ladies in the observation room are special, and the key to solving this living corpse disaster lies in them?"
Maca actually said something similar, but only now did Hermione look at it again.
As far as the current situation is concerned, the reason why Maca will pay special attention to them is obviously not just because they are survivors who have emerged from the fog, but because... even among the survivors, they are special.
As for the special method, perhaps only Maca knows.
"Me too...at least this should have been thought of long ago!" Hermione pursed her lips and thought with a little annoyance, "there are more than the two who meet the criteria of'seriously injured and dying survivors'. Isn't it?"
To be honest, Hermione’s thinking time really dragged on a bit this time, so long that the wizard who hadn’t dared to disturb her at will finally couldn’t help but speak again:
"Miss Granger?"
Yes, this man who once learned his father to become a dark wizard has indeed made up his mortal determination to stay here to accompany his father. But he asked for death himself, more so as to exchange his wife and children with Hermione and the others.
To put it bluntly, he still wanted Miss Granger, who was obviously the leader at this young age!
Hearing the other party call herself, Hermione put those thoughts to the bottom of her heart for a while, and then turned her head to look at the old man on the hospital bed again.
"Can't you move?" she asked.
"Yes," the other party nodded, "The potion I made with my brain racked my father's life, but...presumably Miss Granger, you smelled it when you came in, right? The anti-curse medicine is an aerosol. With my father’s current state, he will undoubtedly die once he leaves."
Hermione frowned and thought for a moment.
"Granger, how is the situation?"
Suddenly, the somewhat chatty teammate also appeared at the door. But soon I saw that she was busy covering her mouth and nose, and immediately stopped walking into the room.
"Oh, Merlin's beard...what does it taste like?"
Hermione, who was thinking about her appearance, didn't care about her appearance. After thinking about it again, she suddenly touched her beaded handbag and said:
"Let’s do it! You will step up to prepare more potions. When the preparations are completed, I will use my bag to transfer your father away... Although this bag has a small space, it is still not possible to squeeze one or two people. The problem."
While speaking, she turned to say:
"While you are making the potion, we will first take away your family members downstairs. When you are ready, immediately let the Muggle soldiers guarding below tell me--"
"Then, I will go first."
As she discovered something more important to her in the middle of the journey, she apparently became a little rushed.
Fortunately, the difficulties involved in moving both families away did not seem to be as great as imagined.
As she walked downstairs, she frowned slightly.
"So, isn’t it a very important thing for Maca to let us stay there as a guard? Now we are leaving one by one, and only Ron is left in the observation room. Will the decision to speak will have any negative impact on Maca’s plan?"
Hermione originally thought it was a pretty good idea for her to call for volunteers to come to Faversham! But right now, the affirmation in her heart gradually began to shake.
Not long after, I saw her pushing out the door downstairs, and then immediately gestured to the Auror who was following.
"Just move these people downstairs first, and the two in the upper room will be a little later..." At this point, she turned to the Muggle soldier and said, "Leave two people for a while. Responsible for contact here."
"Okay."
Seeing the other party nodded in response, Hermione, who had explained the task, immediately took out a flying broomstick from her handbag and immediately straddled it.
"Leave it to you here, I will go back first-there is an emergency and I need to notify the spiral town."
Before the words fell, she saw her kicking her feet, flying into the sky under the surprised gaze of the Muggle soldiers not far away, and flew away in a blink of an eye.
"Ah! Broom...this is the witch!" A soldier couldn't help sighing.
……
As for the differences in symptoms displayed by the survivors, Hermione obviously took it seriously, and for this reason even doubted her decision to go to Faversham.
Relatively, I guessed that Hermione would be very likely to go to the rear to support the civilian transfer operation of Maca, but it seemed that the focus was not in the observation room of New Saint Mungo.
"Kingsley, is the transfer of Faversham town going smoothly? Is there any news?"
"Well, the information from Lupin seems to be going well, and the efficiency is quite high."
On the battlefield, Maca is still fighting hard - although the results are not brilliant, and the advancement speed of the army of corpses is indeed increasing, with the help of the volunteer team, it seems that time should be too late.
So ~IndoMTL.com~ Maca seems to be very satisfied with the assistance initiated by Hermione.
Perhaps as Hermione thought, only Maca himself knew what was going on with the two survivors in the observation room.
"Then I have to work harder!"
After a short pause, he dashed forward again, rushing into the group of living corpses that were still like mountains and seas at an even faster speed than before.
Needless to say, the battle continues. Even when all the people along the way had migrated, this extraordinary magical war was still not over.
Rather, when the corpse group finally rushed to the side of Spiral Town, the intensity of the war was at its peak.
"Haierbo--"
While moving through the group of living corpses, Maca whispered to himself in his heart while letting the ice ridge pass over the enemy's black body again and again:
"Will you come again... No, you will definitely come!"