Chapter 2040 Is All in the Past

"It's not hard work. I'm just doing what I think I should be doing - completing a deal. There's nothing in it that you're grateful for."

Safina's words are still so persuasive.

However, everyone may have become accustomed to her attitude. Regardless of whether she didn't mean what she meant, or... maybe she really thought so? In short, everything she has done so far has brought almost irreplaceable help to everyone, and this is the fact.

"Miss Grofeyn! Anyway, thank you!" Harry still said seriously.

Yes, it was Harry after all, who had always been so serious about right and wrong. Perhaps it is precisely because he comes from the heart without thinking, that his frankness makes people feel that there is no falsehood at all, and no one will think that he is just putting on airs.

Just like at this moment, even Safina could only purse her lips when facing Harry like this, waved her hands at him a little impatiently and said:

"It's up to you! Thank you as much as you want, no one is stopping you!"

After that, she casually picked up half a piece of bread, dipped it in the jam Hannah brought, and ate it by herself.

And Safina's movements were like a signal to serve dinner. When everyone saw it, they all started to fill their stomachs one after another.

The dinner was obviously not rich, and no one had the thought to prepare for the meal when they came. But now, in this newly rebuilt burrow, there are enemies outside, and it is actually no different from a battlefield in the wilderness. It would be nice to have something to eat and drink.

"Oh, Hannah, this bottle of jam tastes good." Ron said aside, "It tastes better than yesterday's bottle!"

"Thank you," Hannah nodded slightly, "but this bottle is not made by me anymore, it is a product produced by the McMillan family's farm - our two families have been in contact since our ancestors, and their family will share it every season Sent a lot of things, these jams have actually been in my bag for a long time."

"It's from Ernie's family?" Ron thought about it, but couldn't help scratching his head and sighing, "Speaking of which, the time away from school is actually not as long as imagined, but the memory of going to school seems to have already It's gone very far."

"Yeah!" Harry heard this, and couldn't help recalling, "McMillan? I don't know how they are doing on the Revolution."

Because Ernie McMillan used to be Maca's roommate, and Harry and the others have always been very close to Maca, everyone still remembers the Hufflepuff boy.

Even at this moment Harry remembered that Ernie had invited Maca to a dance at his house one Christmas.

It's a pity, just like what Ron said, after going through so many changes, the memories that weren't too long ago have faded unconsciously.

Of course, Harry and the others were the only ones whose memories came up because of the mention of McMillan. On the other side, Safina and the others did not have so much emotion.

In other words, since the deal with Maca was made and Ursula had a satisfying body, she had felt enough.

"Is the past really that good?"

While chewing the bread, Safina muttered something vaguely, the corner of her mouth was covered with jam but she didn't know it, she looked a little cute instead.

"This kind of thing is always different from person to person." Sarah chuckled next to her and said, "But, I think it would be better to have a better past? After all, everything we have experienced will eventually become 'past' 'of."

Among all the people present, she was really the only one who had the right to say this. Although she lived so many years, it seems that most of them were just wasting time.

"Perhaps!"

Safina curled her lips, but did not refute. Seeing that she just hurriedly stuffed the remaining small piece of bread into her mouth, she clapped her hands and stood up.

"Then what are you still procrastinating about? Rest early, so you can get up early tomorrow! Clean up all the living corpses one day earlier, and the bad memories in the future can be reduced by one more day, right?"

After saying so vaguely, she immediately turned around and walked up the stairs, as if she was going to sleep—because she had a subordinate who was in charge of defense and was the one who worked the most during the day, so Hermione didn't give it to her. She assigns vigils.

"That's right," Harry shrugged, and speeded up his meal, "Hermione, you also remember to go to bed early, so don't stay too busy."

"Ok."

Hermione nodded casually, but her eyes were still fixed on the few pieces of manuscript paper in front of her. It seemed that she was still concentrating on the design of the rune formation that Sarah had proposed earlier.

And probably because of what Safina just said, everyone seems to be eating a little faster. After a while, everyone ended their relatively shabby dinner one after another. Except for Ron, who was in charge of the night watch tonight, they all went upstairs.

Ok! In fact, there is one exception, and that is Bulova, who seems to have more contradictions in his heart recently.

"Sir, don't you...don't go to rest?"

To be honest, Ron hadn't actually been very good at dealing with Willy's father, in the past, and maybe even more so now. Because there was Maca in the past, Bulova always gave face, but now the situation is completely different.

"Why do I rest so early?" Blois sat by the window, looking out at the night gradually seeping into the entire sky, and said lightly, "I haven't participated in any battle during the day, so I'm not tired."

To say so openly about his inaction makes it difficult to focus on the surface. Just like Ron at the moment, subconsciously began to wonder if there was any reason behind the other party's behavior.

Of course, it's definitely not Ron's style to ask outright...or, he's really not used to talking to Blois.

"Oh."

He smiled awkwardly, and then turned his gaze to the world outside the window.

Because of Safina's hard work during the day, it seemed very quiet at night today. There were no living corpses wandering and making noise in the field of vision, which made people feel a lot more at ease. Even though the clouds were still gloomy and oppressive, it still made Ron feel a sense of inexplicable comfort.

It was right to think about it, this was the Burrow, his home. Although after rebuilding, there are always some places that are different from the past, but with so many friends accompanying and guarding, the feeling of home has not diminished too much... probably!

Ron picked up the teacup and took a sip in a low voice, letting the warmth trickle down his throat and into his stomach.

"Weasley, the night is still long... tell me about McClane!"

Suddenly, Blois said.

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