Chapter 1877 The Resistance of the Anti-War

"Miss Granger, the preparations in the conference hall downstairs have been almost done, and we have notified many representatives of the alliance members who stayed in Brussels from the beginning. We just need to wait for the representatives who have returned to their own countries before Come on, the meeting can officially begin."

Hermione, who was preparing for the meeting at the Resistance Alliance meeting stronghold in Belgium, nodded after hearing the report from the Ministry of Magic staff.

"I see, then wait!" she said, "Also, please let Ms. DeQuinn and her husband pay more attention to the movements of the Brandt family-you just tell her that, she will understand I mean."

"Yes, Miss Granger."

After watching the other party leave the room she used as a temporary office, Hermione put down the documents at hand and rubbed her forehead vigorously.

Obviously, Luna is right, at least her current state is definitely not good.

"No problem... There is nothing wrong with the idea of ​​seizing Birmingham, and there is nothing wrong with the plan to enter at this time. And as long as the gravity rune formation is stepped up according to the formation diagram given by Maca before, to resist the tide of living corpses...even The attack of high-level living corpses is definitely not impossible."

"Yes, as long as Haierbo didn't make the move himself—well, with Maca holding him back at Winchester, Haierbo couldn't pull that hand, so there's nothing wrong with that!"

After such deliberation and confirmation, Hermione couldn't help but nodded, but then she pressed her forehead and closed her eyes slightly, and asked secretly:

"But why can't I feel at ease in my heart?"

However, it is obviously an extremely inefficient way of thinking just to think so sullenly and wildly. After struggling for a while, she threw these thoughts aside again, flipped through the materials and started from the beginning.

These materials are some information about the details of the current situation in Britain, large and small, and they will definitely be used in the meeting later. When the time comes to connect and analyze, most of the alliance members should be able to convince them to provide more combat power.

That's right, including old Aslan and his group of "old school friends" who had been directly contacted before.

About half an hour passed, and the members attending the meeting finally arrived one after another. The wizard from the Ministry of Magic just now came to Hermione again to remind her that everyone was entering the venue one by one.

From the beginning of the rebellion against Haierbo to the present,

The biggest active offensive plan is finally about to take its first step.

"Mrs. Maxim should be here by now, right? Then let's go! Let's go to her first."

Before the words finished, Hermione put the information on the table, and then walked straight out the door. After waiting, she and the wizard walked along the corridor on the other side, and walked around to the small lounge at the back of the conference hall from the stairs that other conference participants would not pass by. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Mrs. Maxim and the old The housekeeper, as well as the President whom I met at the dinner last time, have indeed arrived and are waiting to enter the conference hall for a meeting.

"Sorry, it seems that I was a little late." Hermione saluted slightly apologetically.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, we all know that you have been burying your head in sorting out the planning materials before the meeting." Maxim beckoned and motioned for her to sit down again, "Since the last dinner, this is our The first public meeting where the President was invited to discuss formal cooperation, disaster management..."

As she said so, she looked at the French Muggle President who was sitting not far away.

"Given the self-evident 'misunderstanding' of both of us in the past, the scene of being able to sit face to face and discuss future prospects like today...To be honest, it was really hard for me to imagine before that."

"That's true!" the President shook his head and said, "I still remember the scene when the Minister of Magic and Butler Blois appeared in my office out of thin air on the second day of my inauguration. Before that, I didn't know it at all. There are still so many "wizards" in our country...and even in the whole world. And I never thought that the opportunity for me to have such a close contact with this magical world for the first time would be a cruel war. "

He shook his head while talking, and finally sighed:

"As you may have heard, I have always been anti-war. For me, war is always the last resort, the example of failure, and the worst solution—because, what war brings Often it's more death and misery."

"Indeed," Hermione immediately agreed upon hearing this, "If I could choose, I personally would not want to establish this so-called 'resistance alliance' at all—not only this time, but the past wars alone, It has already brought us too many sad memories. In fact, the wizards lived in seclusion in the past, and it was precisely to keep both parties away from fighting and persecution, didn't they?"

Having said that, Hermione turned to say:

"It's a pity that some people just like to appreciate such a cruel scene, and even create such a terrible hell on earth with their own wishes."

"That's right! This is no longer a war," the other party nodded, "This is simply an unreasonable looting and massacre..."

Perhaps for this reason, the anti-war president was the first to stand up under the lobbying of the old steward, trying to help stop this disaster.

While the few people were talking, a wizard who was counting the participants in the conference hall appeared at the door, reminding everyone that the conference hall was completely ready.

"Okay," Maxim nodded, then got up and said, "The meeting has begun."

Hermione and the others also stood up one after another, walked out of the door of the lounge, and walked towards the conference hall next door.

"Miss Granger," the old butler suddenly reminded in a low voice during the short journey, "Several forces seem to have heard about the Black Flame men encountered by the Weymouth defense line earlier."

"yes?"

Hermione couldn't help but pause a little when she heard the words, then nodded slightly and said:

"OK."

There is no way, now there are many other forces in the Weymouth camp to support people, these news cannot be hidden, and theoretically there is no need to hide it.

However, if someone asks about Maca's affairs in Winchester, it's really not easy to explain clearly... Or in other words, even if she finds some reasons to explain, others may not be convinced.

She still has to think about this matter carefully, and she will be more cautious in answering it later.

Thinking like this, Hermione followed in the footsteps of Mrs. Maxim and the others, and stepped into the large conference hall that was already full of people.