Chapter 1961 Non-Refundable

In fact, many people have discovered that the weird gray fog that has shrouded the land of Britain for a long time seems to be slowly dissipating.

However, this is by no means simply the reason for the arrival of demons.

Considering the number of demons, even if they need to evacuate a large area of ​​fog as a medium when they descend, compared to the entire UK, the amount of fog they have extracted is far from enough!

But of course, among the people who observed that the fog was getting thinner, obviously none of them had the energy to delve into it.

Yes, for example... the group of wizards who were rushing to defend against the invasion outside the Weymouth camp.

"Continue to increase the firepower! Keep the rhythm, don't stop - those who can't hold on, don't hold back, immediately step back and rest to recover your strength, and after the recovery, immediately find the vacancy to make up for it!"

Percy stood in the rear and commanded loudly, and he himself waved his wand from time to time, casting a series of spells to support the weakest point in the defense line.

And relying on the gravity trap left by Hermione, this wave of sudden raids was finally temporarily withstood.

Those evolved speed zombies are really too difficult to deal with. Without this gravity wall to stop them, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Probably, most of them couldn't even escape - even if the port was on the other side of the camp and Apparating beyond the mist.

But now, the problem has not been completely resolved. Because a large number of living corpses were crushed to the ground under the action of the law of gravity, it was too late to remove them. Even though Percy kept reminding everyone to speed up as much as possible, the living corpses continued to pile up in front of the defense line.

And the higher you go, the farther you are from the rule rune, the smaller the increase in gravity will be. If they have been stacked to a certain height, those fast-moving zombies may be able to rush over from the top directly on the bodies of their companions!

"Mr. Weasley, when will Patriarch Blois come over? Our side...doesn't know when it will be overwhelmed."

A wizard who had retreated from the front line to take a rest walked up to Percy and couldn't help asking.

"Well, I think it should be soon."

Percy said this with a confident tone, as if he was very sure that Willie's father would come to help him in person.

But in fact, whether Mr. Blois will come or not, he has no idea at all.

The roars of the living corpses outside the line of defense became more and more ear-piercing.

...

"Madam, there is an urgent message from Mr. Percy Weasley of Weymouth Camp!"

When Percy desperately shouted to increase the firepower on the defensive line, but still felt anxious in his heart, the letter that made him feel unable to write finally reached the desk in the principal's office of Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

At this moment, Madam Maxim was actually thinking about how to formally draw the Blois family into their resistance alliance.

Seeing the letter with a section of red ribbon on it was placed on the table, Maxim's heart skipped a beat. However, she didn't show too much surprise, she just nodded to the Beauxbaton administrator who delivered the letter, and after watching the other party leave, she hurriedly picked up her wand and put a little on the wax seal of the letter.

"Chi--"

The envelope was instantly reduced to ashes in a wisp of green smoke, and the letter paper unfolded automatically, revealing a short but anxious text.

"...'As the first step against Haierbo, it is also the last step we can't retreat - no matter what, we must keep the Weymouth camp. If necessary, we can borrow the name of Maca'."

In fact, just looking at these last two sentences, you can know how bad the situation in the Weymouth camp will be. Maxim chewed secretly in his heart, knowing that what Percy said was very reasonable.

Yes, since she and Hermione have established a resistance alliance, the proposition they hold in establishing the alliance naturally becomes the bottom line of their work.

The Granger Camp and Weymouth Camp on both sides of the English Channel are a symbol of the alliance's march towards Britain occupied by Haierbo, and they are also the basis for them to be able to lead the alliance and obtain continuous support from member forces.

If the Weymouth camp is abandoned and Hermione is not here now, then she, the "founder" who is not strong enough to suppress all the members, will probably be banned sooner or later.

This kind of thing is useless even if Mr. Blois is here.

only……

"Borrowing the name of Mr. McLean?" Maxim frowned slightly as he looked at the last line. "Could it be that Mr. Weasley is saying...to trick Patriarch Blois into Weymouth?"

Although the premise of "if necessary" was also written in the letter, Percy was not unaware of the fact that she had run into trouble with Mr. Blois not long ago.

Since Percy made such a "suggestion", it was obvious that she was asked to find a way to deceive Willy's father first.

"Speaking of... is Percy Weasley very familiar with Patriarch Blois?"

Maxim thought for a while, but he was guessing whether Percy had a way to convince Mr. Blois in person. After all, when they were still with Maca, the Blois, his daughter and the old housekeeper often talked with them. Act together.

It's a pity, let's not talk about Willie, at least her father, Mr. Blois, still only buys Maca's account—it was like this in the past, and now... Maybe the trust is not as good as before, but I'm afraid it's still the same. so-so.

Apparently, Percy and Mr. Blois had no friendship! If he could convince the latter, there was no need for Maxim to lure him to Weymouth first.

"Ok!"

Maxim, who also hoped to bring Mr. Blois into the group, finally nodded, stood up and walked towards the door of the office.

"How should I say it? Well... I remember that Mr. Blois mentioned that Mr. McLean should still be at Hogwarts. In this case... just say that McLean summoned us to remind us to guard Weymouth! After all, I It doesn’t count as knowing McLean, speaking too directly will only make people suspicious…”

Muttering so, she walked quickly to the room where Blois and his daughter were staying. After going down the stairs and turning a few turns, he soon came to the door of Willy's father's room.

At this moment, Willy was still tending the flowers and plants in the front garden as usual, and definitely not in her father's room, which also avoided at least half of the possibility of being exposed for lying.

After all, even Maxim knew that Willie knew Maca far better than her father.

"Tuk tuk."

"Please come in."

However, as the door opened in response, Maxim saw that Mr. Blois was not alone.