Old Aslan pushed the door of the Hogwarts Auditorium in silence.

When many people gathered to ask him questions, he didn't answer immediately, but after thinking for a moment, he waved to everyone who gathered here as he said before:

"Clean up and prepare to leave Hogwarts."

"What? Why?" Many wizards could not help asking, when he heard him say, "What happened?"

"Don't ask," Old Aslan said. "Anyway, pack up and leave immediately. We ... go south and go to the Yorkshire Dales first."

Before the words fell, he decisively turned and walked to the lawn outside, it seemed that he was going to wait there for everyone to pack up and gather.

After watching everyone in the same manner as Old Aslan face each other, although they were all confused, but out of respect and trust for the highly respected old jazz, they moved one after another.

About half an hour later, everyone refocused on the grass in the vestibule and stood in front of the old Aslan.

"Old jazz, though ... but let us all know the reason?" The middle-aged witch who used to be an assistant to Old Aslan and helped him with many trivial matters couldn't help but say at this time, "Just now, what did McLean tell you?"

This sudden departure is a very confusing thing for everyone. If you look at it by reason, it may be understood that the old Aslan and Maca have discussed a new plan by the lake.

However, looking at the look of the old jazz when he came back, it didn't seem to be the case at all.

However, for some reason, even though the old Aslan was treated rudely by the other side at Maca's side, it does not seem to mean the actual experience at the moment.

Seeing the other person asking, he just shook his head and then said:

"The Yorkshire Dales is at the junction of North and South England, and it is also a clear junction of the density of live corpses in the data given by Miss Granger-coupled with the easy terrain, we moved there as a new stronghold, It is more appropriate to cooperate with the resistance alliance to implement the plan to recapture Birmingham. "

"But—" The wizard looked back at Hogwarts Castle, and said, "Don't we waste all our hard work to this day? This is the school we all used to be, Hogg. Woz! "

However, Old Aslan frowned slightly:

"After all, this castle is just one thing, isn't Hogwarts just such a superficial existence in our hearts?"

After all, he seemed to inadvertently glance in the direction of the lake, then turned around and waved.

"Let's go here to Mr. McLean. Our shoulders carry more important tasks than repairing a castle. Don't waste time."

Before the words fell, he went straight ahead in the direction of the school gate.

Everyone saw that his mind was clearly decided, and suddenly he had to look back and watch relentlessly, and gradually followed his steps.

But at this moment, Kate, who was always standing in the crowd with everyone and confused together ... that is, some time ago, he led a team to Weymouth to contact Hermione's "Kate · "Stamson" finally seemed to remember something, and ran two steps to catch the side of the old Aslan.

"Wait ... wait a minute ..."

Seeing Old Aslan's footsteps, she followed a few more steps, and then she grabbed each other's sleeves.

"Grandpa! I said wait! Mr. Weasley they haven't returned yet!"

Listen to Ms. Stanson's desperate call, she is the granddaughter of old Aslan? Don't say anything about it. She didn't tell Hermione at the time, not even the comrades who called back later.

"Kate ..."

Old Aslan's footsteps finally stopped, but not because of Charlie Weasley mentioned by Ms. Stanson, but because of her "grandpa".

"Did you forgive grandpa?" The old man looked at her, asking hesitantly.

Perhaps it was because the scene in front of them made the big guys feel quite puzzled, and there was curiosity in the wonders. Everyone stopped and watched silently behind them.

"Is Ms. Steinson the granddaughter of the old jazz? I always thought she, like us, was an ordinary alumni who came by chance and came together!"

"Don't talk, look at the situation ..."

Soft conversations like this one after another in the crowd, but soon they quieted again, because Ms. Staunson spoke.

"Is this the time to say this? I just want to remind you that Mr. Weasley hasn't returned from patrol! They are the ones I invited from Weymouth. No matter what happens, I can't leave them in here!"

"It's not about throwing them here," Old Aslan shook his head. "Isn't Mr. McLean here? You should know, they are friends."

Hearing what he said, Ms. Stamson seemed to be finally aware of it, and glanced subconsciously towards the lake.

"Grandpa, you and him in the end--"

"Let's go!"

Old Aslan raised her hand and interrupted her question.

...

While the old Aslan were all leaving the school gate, Charlie was still riding Noberta high up in the wind at a high altitude on the other side of the school.

He had already handed over the closer area to the two teams, and himself had travelled to a farther area for investigation.

There is no doubt that Hogwarts is a place that means a lot to many people. This is true for the old returnees of Aslan, and naturally it is also true for Charlie, Hermione and others ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Because of this, Hermione deliberately Send him to come here with two squads to follow Ms. Stanson. After all, Hermione thinks they will return to this place sooner or later.

At present, as Charlie, who was sent to ensure the safety of the school and assist the old Aslan to rebuild the campus, he naturally took care of the place that made him feel nostalgic.

"I don't know if Maca will take the time to come back and look at it." Charlie murmured suddenly, sitting between Nobeta's neck and looking at the remaining mountains, and the fog that could be seen a little further away. Norberta, what do you say? "

"Mumbling--"

Fire Dragon Nobetta seemed to understand what he was saying, groaned, and didn't know what was being said-at least not even Charlie, who was proficient in Fire Dragon, could not understand the language of the dragon.

But who knows just then, Nobetta turned her head suddenly, and then hovered and growled a little uneasily.

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