A lot of people have come to Camp Granger recently.

Some of them Bill recognizes - like some members of the International Federation of Wizards, like the Minister of Magic of some countries, like the Merlin Medal on the chest, and they must have made a good contribution in some areas. A scholar or a doer, like those old-fashioned family talkers who can often be seen in major magic newspapers, but not everyone can tell what the name is before their surname...

Generally speaking, at least the wizards who Bill can identify are not small in the entire European magic circle.

However, in fact, among the several groups of people who came before and after this time, there were actually many more people he didn't know than those he knew.

More importantly, there are many Muggle people among them.

Not to mention the rest! Only this makes this small frontline camp, which was originally only used to monitor the old British disaster area on the other side, receive and transfer surviving victims, accommodate the wounded, and take over the deployment of volunteers from all parties. A lot of noise.

Yes, it's "noisy" rather than "lively"... After all, because of the reason these people came this time, it's obvious that it won't be lively anyway.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Bill.

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"go out."

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the entrance of the tent, Bill, who was sitting in front of the desk with his eyes closed, didn't turn his head, just said something lightly.

"Bill... it's me."

Furong looked at Bill's slightly slender back, at the spine that had not collapsed for more than half in these busy and depressing days, but today has a slightly curved spine. .

And Bill over there, when he heard it was her, he turned his shoulders slightly.

"Hibiscus."

He looked at the haggard man standing at the entrance. The tiredness in the other party's heart still couldn't hide the beauty of the Veela bloodline, but it became more and more pitiful.

It's a pity that he really doesn't have the heart to appreciate this beauty right now.

"Why are you here? Go and accompany Madame Maxime! You said, for better or worse, that we have to have someone show up and participate in this matter - I've thought about it for the past two days, and you're right. Don't Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Yeah." Fleur nodded lightly, then paused before saying, "I just want to tell you that Ron and Ginny have already set off to pick up Hermione and the others. Although Sirius stayed here, it seems that, He probably won't do anything more."

As Fleur said, when Sirius, Ron, and Ginny returned to the camp a few days ago, there was some disturbance.

At that time, a series of characters invited by Maxim had already arrived at the camp first, and were being entertained by a group of wizards from the Federation headed by Maxim.

The three of them naturally quickly learned what Maxim was going to do, not to mention the specific thoughts of the Weasley brothers and sisters at that time, at least Sirius's temper was well known. What kind of advertised hero's funeral, even if you ignore the many problems of Maca's death, what kind of funeral is held at this time, in his opinion, it is a very absurd thing.

So the next second he was told, Sirius loudly questioned Madam Maxime in front of the crowd in the central tent who came to pay tribute to the "VIP guests" and asked her what she wanted to cause at this time.

In reality, however, Sirius couldn't make a fuss—he was forcibly dragged away by Ron.

It was a serious look that was quite rare in Ron. Even Ginny, who was always rude to this younger brother, said afterwards that there was something in Ron at that time that was only occasionally seen in his mother, Mrs. Weasley. "Domineering".

As for the reason why Ron would do this, Bill now thinks it is "mature"... He figured out the real reason why Maxim would want to hold a funeral, and Ron seemed to realize it earlier than he did.

Although part of that reason will always make him feel uncomfortable, even unacceptable. But at this time, going to hold such a grand funeral is ultimately beneficial under today's situation.

"That's good." Bill also nodded, and then showed a rare smile, "Unexpectedly, this trip to the disaster area, Ron is much more mature than before... It's not easy."

Recalling the past two days when Ron and himself were chatting, although the conversation between the two was basically trivial matters, the younger brother obviously avoided a lot of things when it came to the disaster area. But even so, Bill was still satisfied, precisely because he felt his younger brother's growth through it—what else could be more wonderful than an older brother who saw that his brother, who was always worrying, was finally able to stand on his own. Is something wrong?

However, even with the joy of reuniting with his younger brother and sister who returned from a dangerous place, UU reading www.uukanshu.com could not hide the deep tiredness caused by Maxim's actions.

He has lost control of the operation of the camp, which is only a small matter; but after this funeral, where the future will go, Bill can't see clearly, this is a big matter.

"Yeah! It's not easy for those who grew up in this disaster."

Furong also echoed with emotion, and she couldn't help but resounded in her heart that Madame Maxime, who was still in the central tent at the moment, was not sure whether to say that Madame was actually one of them.

"Anyway," she turned away from what she was thinking, "Hermione is coming too. She's so smart, she's sure to make everything go in the right direction. Besides, she and Mr. McClain..."

Unexpectedly, Bill shook his head at this time, and a haze suddenly appeared on his face.

"Actually, from the chat between Ron and I in the past two days, I found some problems." He frowned slightly, and hesitantly said, "There must have been something big during this period of time... And, I think it must have something to do with Maca."

After all, that is his own brother, even if Ron has changed a lot from the past, he is still his own brother after all. For this younger brother who could almost be said to have watched him grow up, Bill could still keenly capture something from the other's habitual expression and attitude.

Only after a few seconds of solemnity, Bill released his face and said with a smile:

"Forget it, Ron has grown up. Besides, as you said, and Hermione is here, I don't need to worry about many things. Right now, we can only do what we need to do, and the rest Let those who are wiser and more capable take care of it!"