"Da ... Da ... Da ... Da ..."

The sound of footsteps, reverberating quietly on the uninhabited street, convinced that someone was walking alone. It's just that the fog is deep, and even the bright sunlight is mostly hidden away. Between the hazy, naturally, even half of the figure cannot be seen.

But all of a sudden, it seemed that the footsteps of this life would stop suddenly-it was not faded away because of walking away, but suddenly disappeared.

Of course, no one is puzzled by it now, because the people in this city are gone.

However, it wasn't long before another voice sounded in the fog again-it was a deep voice that was difficult to describe in words, as if someone was mumbling over a wall and sounded vague. .

But who knows soon, the pitch of that voice has suddenly increased a lot, from a male voice to a female voice. Although no one can understand the specifics, it is obviously a change of person.

"Ahem ..."

Cold, a cough sound replaced the previous whisper instantly, and it continued for a while before changing back to the original male voice. It seems that the whole process starts again from the beginning, and it is difficult to distinguish between cycles.

But this time, the whisper seemed to be clearer than before ... Although it still didn't really sound.

In this way, I don't know how long, the vocal gradually stopped. Then, the footsteps of that kick finally sounded again, and went a little bit farther.

...

For the sound of footsteps in the mist, Maca was temporarily unable to hear.

Although he hasn't left yet, he still stays outside the fog zone and silently observes if there is any movement in the fog. But at the edges, it is obviously impossible to hear the situation in the deep mist.

But even if he had been outside for half an hour, he didn't find any abnormalities, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

It is worth mentioning that although Maca had already told Harry to go to the new refuge first to rest, Harry did not obey and left. While Maca was standing here, he also stayed with him, never leaving.

"Harry, I think you should go first!"

Maca, who was leaning against a big tree, thinking about the problems while watching the movement in the fog, finally couldn't help but persuade Harry.

"Without saying anything else, Ginny must be worried about you, isn't it? It's not necessary for you to stay here now, just go back and report a peace!"

"Maca, let me stay here!"

Harry gave no reason, but simply expressed his willingness to stay with him. When Maca saw him using this sentence again, she shook her head and stopped persuading him.

It wasn't until the whole hour passed, and after Maca made another round around the outer rim of the fog in the city, he waved at Harry behind him:

"Let's go! I'm leaving this time too, don't you want to stay here?"

"That's it ... is it okay?"

Facing Harry's question, Maca sighed.

"Do you want to hear the truth or the truth?"

Looking at the expression on Harry's face from doubt to a little stunned, and then a little more confused, Maca simply reached out and put on his shoulder, and took him a few steps forward.

"Don't think about it, no one is sure about the future, we can only do our best ... let's go! In short, go to Hermione's side first, I need to take a break ... ... "

When Harry heard Marka's words, he was consciously aware that Marka hadn't rested for a long time.

"Ok."

Seeing Harry's response, Maca motioned him to take out the broomstick, and he threw out the magic book for stamping flight. The next moment, the two flew into the air, and Maca took the lead and went in a certain direction.

The new sanctuary for the San Mungo evacuation team is a Muggle farm. At this moment a large number of tents have been set up outside, and it is very lively from a distance. In the bright sun today, the whole land seems to have a vitality, and it must be a completely different scene than London, which is now full of fog.

After seeing more of the dead world, the atmosphere here can't help but make Maca and Harry's mind slightly relaxed.

Soon, in the focus of many sights, Maca and Harry descended from the sky and landed on the lawn in the middle of the camp. At this moment several bonfires have been set up here, and some witches are preparing food for everyone, and they are full of life.

"Maca!"

This time, Hermione and Luna finally didn't think about it any more, and gathered around Makar with everyone. Maca smiled and nodded at them, and after looking around for a week, she said:

"The retreat was really hasty. There was no shortage of people? Maybe when you left, because of time constraints, you didn't have time to check the number of people completely, but everyone knew each other after all-if you find that there are fewer people, remember to be in time. Find a report from Mr. Dean, and I will find someone in person. "

After saying so, he suddenly reminded:

"But please also pay attention, remember not to run to the city of London by yourself, the fog is very dangerous now, this is not a joke! So please remember to report something immediately."

After all, he no longer continued to hesitate, and did not hide his fatigue anymore. I saw him rubbing his forehead and shaking his hands at the asylum seekers around him, saying casually:

"I have to lie down for a while. If you have something to eat, just leave me a copy. Let me tell you the rest!"

While saying this ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ he just picked a tent and walked there, but eventually Hermione and Luna took him to a relatively quiet hillside beside the ranch.

The tents here are specially prepared by the Dean to provide a quiet and comfortable resting place for people like Maca who have been struggling for everyone for a long time.

And Maca naturally doesn't pick anything, maybe it's really too tired, he almost fell to the place and fell asleep. Looking at Maca, whose breathing soon became heavy, Hermione and Luna looked at each other, and they both saw the trace of emotion and smile in each other's eyes.

"Hermione, you haven't eaten yet! You are here with Maca, and I'll get you something to eat—"

"Do not!"

Hermione stopped Luna suddenly, then stood up and said:

"I'll do it myself, and ... I'm not going to stay here anymore. There are still many things to do outside, Makar will leave it to you!"

Having said that, she did not wait for Luna to speak again, and immediately turned and walked out of the tent.