harry potter book of crimes

"Don't panic, everyone, the enemy is still far away from us! There is no need to pack up the things in the camp, everyone will apparate and retreat..."

With the speed at which the gray fog in the west was approaching, it was obviously too late to count the number of people.

Maka mingled with the crowd of volunteers and ran outside the tent. Watching everyone appear under Hermione's command or take a companion with them, or disappear alone, it seemed a bit chaotic in the rush.

Perhaps Hermione's previous answer in the tent had an effect. At least those enthusiastic and unwilling volunteers no longer hesitated too much now.

Of course, that could also be because of fear.

"ah"

Hearing a pitiful howl from the crowd, Maka suddenly turned her head and glanced at a young witch who had a body separation accident while disapparating.

In the current tense and depressing emergency evacuation process, her sudden scream immediately affected several companions who were not firm enough, and within just a few seconds, several similar accidents happened in succession.

When Maka saw this, she thought that the incident in which Hermione was seriously injured was finally about to begin.

"Don't be anxious! I said there is still plenty of time!"

After being surprised by this accident, Hermione's shouts immediately spread throughout the open space in front of the camp. At the same time, she was seen hurriedly running to treat the wounded who had suffered from splitting.

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It is worth mentioning that Maka saw that Lola and her two friends, who were good at healing, also went to help.

Unfortunately, by now, most of the volunteers have already evacuated, including two teams responsible for important supplies. Not having enough potions has become the biggest problem.

"Don't be nervous! I will never leave you behind..."

Hermione divided the remaining potion into several parts, barely preventing the injured from bleeding to death. But even so, they were unable to return through Apparition, and someone still needed to find a way to transport them back.

Just fine.

But in the end, there were not many volunteers who stayed with Hermione, because even if there were some who were ready to sacrifice, most of them were driven back by Hermione on the grounds that "there is no need for so many people."

Maka, on the other hand, because he just stood aside and said nothing, ended up staying very low-key.

"Myron?"

"Um?"

Maka was looking at the approaching fog not far away when he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind. The voice was low and soft, it was Lola's voice.

"Oh, it's really you! I always thought you didn't come to Faversham..."

As she was talking, she suddenly heard the Auror who had been following Hermione say:

"There are two brooms here. I suggest that two people take the two wounded people back first, and let us transport the remaining two people back from the ground. Who wants to go first?"

When Maka heard this, she suddenly turned around as if she remembered something.

"Lola, take an injured person back first!"

"Eh? Me?" Luo *** was stunned for a moment before he could react from his surprise when he found Maka, "No, I...I am willing to stay..."

However, Maka didn't even listen to what she said. She saw him walking directly to the Auror, reaching out to take one of the handfuls, then turning around and stuffing it into Lola's arms.

"Go! There's no time, hurry up!"

If Maka remembered correctly, in this accident of being trapped in the fog and being attacked, there was no other survivor except Hermione.

Now, he himself has passed up a "death quota". And among the remaining volunteers...he and this introverted witch named Lola are more or less acquaintances, so if you can help, you can help him.

Take a shot!

Of course, this must be done under the premise that the time rules allow it.

"Don't be stunned!"

Maka looked at Lola who was holding the broom with a tangled face, and immediately reached out to grab the broom to help her stuff it between her feet, and then waved her wand to make one of the injured people float gently to her side.

Not long after, Lola almost took off from the ground under Maka's half urging and half forcing, and headed away towards Canterbury City with the other two people.

"Oh! You looked very handsome just now! When you go back later... I personally think you can look forward to it... Ouch!"

It must be said that when faced with a crisis, some people will be afraid, some will panic, but there is also a kind of person who will become resigned to death after the extreme fear.

That's right, just like the injured person that Maka was responsible for transporting, he just had a body splitting accident during the Apparition because of his uneasiness. Now he is injured and can't even go back by himself, but instead he seems to have seen through it.

Everything was so completely let go.

At this moment, she was even in the mood to joke with Maka.

However, whether she is numb to fear and pressure, or has truly seen through life and death, this is obviously not the time to talk about such gossip.

Maka reached out and gently touched her unhealed wound. When she grimaced in pain, she cast a floating spell and floated her up.

"Let's start moving forward too! Hurry up, as long as we don't get caught up in the fog."

At Hermione's order from the other side, the remaining volunteers took their injuries, bypassed the camp and started marching towards Spiral Town along the road.

In front of and behind the team transporting the injured, there was a person holding a wand to keep alert.

Maka walked in the middle of the team and walked silently for a moment before she couldn't help but whisper softly: "Reality is not as romantic as you think... After all, there is no such thing as 'going back'."

"What?"

Because the voice was too low, even the injured person floating next to him couldn't hear clearly, and Maka obviously had no interest in repeating what he said.

"It's nothing, I'm just talking to myself."

"oh"

The other party was confused, but suddenly, she glanced back unintentionally and her expression froze, and then she finally put aside the unnecessary gossip.

"Have you ever felt...that the mist is approaching much faster?"

"What?"

After her reminder, everyone turned around and saw that the shadow in the west was getting bigger and bigger under the night, as if it would swallow the whole world into its belly at any time.

Hermione frowned and then said loudly:

"Quick! Run!"

In fact, there was no need for Hermione to say anything. As soon as they saw the scene behind them, everyone ran as fast as they could. The night wind was blowing loudly, and it made people feel a little cold, but it was not as cold as everyone's heart.

The chill came out even stronger.

That's too late.