(...Has the third team of choir wizards landed? I know. Then immediately notify Ms. Carolina Viseu and ask her to prepare for the response. When the choir team arrives, It's time to take Lochindorb Castle in one go - the protective magic and concealment magic attached to that castle have not yet expired, and it is a rare choice of stronghold. If you take it down, the line of defense will be stable. "

In the largest room on the second floor of the temporary command post, Hermione was flipping through stacks of intelligence documents, without looking up, giving the latest command order to the battlefield liaison officer standing in front of the table.

It must be said that she has obviously gradually gotten used to this kind of work. Although the responsibility is so great that the pressure on her shoulders will definitely not be small, she has indeed done a good job.

This is not difficult to see from the fact that most of the people she gives orders are very cooperative.

"Understood, Miss Granger, then I'll go right away." The liaison wizard finally said.

"There's still time, you can rest downstairs for ten minutes before you go... Besides," she raised her head after a pause at this point, "Remember to be safe when you're on your way."

"thanks, I will."

After the liaison wizard responded, he turned and left from the door. Seeing this, Hermione bent down again, and turned her attention back to the various new or old intelligence materials on the table.

The news from the front line or the landing port on the east coast is actually not too frequent at present. At least the temporary headquarters office where Hermione is located is far from being busy.

After all, even now, long-distance message transmission over this disaster area is still a difficult problem with extremely limited solutions.

After a while, Hermione heard footsteps at the door again, and it sounded like there were three people.

"Has the additional fortifications on the north side been completed? Thank you for your hard work, please sit down for a while! I will finish the matter at hand soon..."

There is usually only one liaison officer who comes to deliver information and listen to the latest orders, and with the current frequency, the chances of even two liaison officers meeting together are pitifully small, let alone three of them appearing here together. So she knew that no matter what she looked at, most of the people who came were from Hogsmeade village.

And since the work of adding defenses to the north was about to be completed, she blurted out without even looking up.

However, this time Hermione guessed wrong.

"Because another enemy missed the fortification, it delayed a little time, so it probably won't be completed before dinner today. But I didn't come here to report work, after all, the defense is not my responsibility... I just brought you an acquaintance here!"

"Professor Lupine? Oh, what acquaintance did you bring me—"

Hermione raised her head with a smile when she heard this, but was stunned when she saw John next to him.

"Mr. Stewart?" She also asked in surprise.

"Oh, Miss Granger," John, who was brought here like a prisoner between Lupine and the strong Yegor, who was brought here like a prisoner, said with a wry smile at her, "we meet again gone."

"Excuse me for being rude, but," said Hermione, "I thought it might be a while before we could see each other again. I didn't expect... Was there another accident in the United States?"

"Oh, I failed to return to the United States." John shook his head again and again with a wry smile, "Actually, I can't even go out of this disaster land."

"What on earth happened?"

Hearing what John said, Hermione realized that things might be a little serious.

At that time, they separated when there was no more danger. She, Harry and others headed east across the strait to Holland, while John walked southeast to reach the shortest distance from the coastline and leave the cloudy range to apparate back to America. ——It was in the southeast coastal area of ​​the disaster area that had been cleaned up by Rebes's kin so far that not even a single enemy could be found. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible to encounter any trouble.

In fact, Hermione and the others left without anything happening. How could it be possible that at a time when the furthest distance from her was less than 10 miles, John would encounter an accident that would have trapped him in the disaster area until now?

However, when Hermione asked about the specific situation, John turned his head and looked at it with some hesitation.

It can be seen that Egor, who followed him and Lupine all the way here before, is still standing at the side of the door, watching quietly with great interest. Seeing John turn around, he gave him a smile.

"Oh! Is it something I can't hear? Sorry sorry, I'm going out now!"

The big man Yegor, who seemed to have taken a pat to react, patted the back of his head with a smile, then looked at John again, and then took the initiative to back out from the door. Before leaving, he closed the door very intimately.

Lupine cast one casually, then turned around and frowned slightly:

"Most people in the Matuseyevich family have a bit of a bad attitude, and they often act inconsistently. You'd better pay more attention."

"Well, I know it." Hermione nodded, then turned her head to look at John again, "Professor Lupine is one of his own, so you don't have to worry. So...you can talk now, right?"

"Of course," John glanced at Lupine, and then he straightened his mind and said, "Actually...I met the second team sent by the 'family'."

"On the outskirts of London?" Hermione frowned suddenly~lightnovelpub.net~Yes," John said with the same frown, "and, they all look a little...'not normal', so I didn't Dare to take the initiative to contact. However, their perceptions are very keen, and I was just about to move away and make plans, but I was still discovered by them. Fortunately, they seemed to have other things to do at that time, and only sent two people to chase me. They chased me for a long time, but in the end I got rid of them. "

"'Not normal'?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "What kind of abnormal method?"

"Well," John pondered for a while before hesitating, "Should I say... very similar to the Obscure? No, I think it may be more similar to your companion, Miss Grofeyn, but they The black fire mist that can be controlled is far less amazing in terms of quality and quantity."

"Silence?"

Speaking of the Obscure, Hermione immediately recalled many not-so-good memories, which made her frown even tighter.

"Mr. Stewart," she sighed, "you may have some very bad news for us!"