Chapter 2535 Inexplicable

( ) "...Yes, that's the case, so the current situation is actually quite bad, and the second battlefield may expand again at any time! The spread of the war, the rise in the level of the war, the increase of the affected people, and more and more The more lost ground... Every day, my heart will sink a little bit, because in this process, I have deeply felt the limitation of my personal ability. Oh, I believe that you who are also concerned about the disaster — my Mr. Weasley — you must have been haunted by this deteriorating war situation day and night!”

More than ten minutes had passed since the two parties sat down in the tent, but Maxim was still there chattering and sighing, and frequently poured out his inner regrets to Bill who was sitting across from him.

Of course, it's mostly from her personal point of view.

After another moment, Maxim changed to a more comfortable sitting position as if he was a bit tired, then he sighed and changed the subject suddenly:

"Speaking of which, the scene of Mr. McLean taking the lead in defeating the ancient black wizard Haierbo and standing up to stop the army of living corpses for a large number of refugees is still vivid in my mind! Mr. Maca McLean is worthy of being called Albus Dumbledore's appointed successor... no, it can be said that he is the Dumbledore of this era, isn't he?"

When speaking of the last sentence, Maxim pronounced the word "yes" very hard, as if otherwise it would not be enough to explain her recognition and affirmation of the other party.

On the other hand, Bill obviously couldn't respond to Maxim's compliment when he suddenly turned the conversation to Maca. Although he was smart, even when he realized that the other party seemed to be finally getting to the point, he still didn't know the real intention of the other party when he mentioned Maca at this time.

"Uh, yes!" Bill replied a little dryly, "His achievements, like his magical achievements, are unquestionable-although to be honest, even if Maca led us to do our best , but when this disaster struck suddenly... it was only with the full support of the Blois family in France that some of the victims could be successfully relocated out of the country."

While still not knowing Maxim's specific purpose, Bill could only tentatively agree, speaking somewhat ambiguously, and did not express his views too clearly.

However, Maxim didn't seem to care what Bill thought. After seeing the latter finished speaking, she nodded casually, and then continued:

"In short, Mr. McLean's role in the fight against this disaster is absolutely unparalleled. Without him, I am afraid that what we have lost today is not just Britain, Denmark, Holland and Germany. Now everyone knows that the living corpses raging in the Second Battlefield are the ones that appeared later in Denmark and the Netherlands, not the first batch that occupied the UK at the beginning—this is McClean who returned to the disaster area in the UK alone To the credit of sir! It is he,

The reason why the first army of living corpses, whose overall number was several times larger than the group of living corpses currently active in the Second Battlefield, was all contained within the territory of the UK! "

The more Maxim spoke, the more excited he became. At the end, he couldn't help but slapped the table heavily, but Bill frowned more and more as he listened.

Regardless of whether what Mrs. Maxim said is right or wrong, at least as far as he knows, there is absolutely no basis for the judgment that Maca held all the living corpses in the UK across the sea—— Even if there are many indications that this may actually be the case.

After all, not to mention the situation after Maca went deep into the disaster area before, even the activities of Hermione and others who followed in after the event, and Lupine and the others who broke in recently, the outside world still knows nothing. .

It is too difficult to collect intelligence in that horrible disaster land across the sea.

However, today Maxim seemed to have the definite news, so he spoke with certainty. I don't know if she really has learned about the actual situation under the cloud through other channels, or is she just taking speculation there as the truth?

If it's the latter...

"Madame Maxim, what exactly do you want to say?"

Recently, Bill sometimes has some headaches. This is because he is too busy and stressed, and he often frowns and thinks about problems. It's just that Bill doesn't show it in front of people on weekdays. Only when there is less rest like last night, because the body is also tired, can't hide it, which is also the reason why Fu Rong noticed that he was not in good condition.

Now facing Maxim who repeatedly looked around and talked about him, after going around for a long time, he finally became a little impatient.

"Well?"

Seeing that the polite smile on Bill's face faded away, and his words were no longer soft and euphemistic, Maxim smiled, but he was still smiling, but his tone of reply gradually became colder.

"Of course, I'm singing the praises of the 'hero'." She said, "Because you know, I can't say these words to myself anymore, can I?"

Before he finished speaking, Bill, who was rubbing his temples due to a headache, paused immediately, and his gaze at the other party became sharper.

"What do you mean?"

"What do I mean, don't you know the best?" Madam Maxime spread her hands and watched him quietly, "Or do you think there are some things I shouldn't know?"

"lady!"

Seeing that the already delicate atmosphere began to smell of gunpowder, Fu Rong, who was hiding outside, finally couldn't hold back, pushed aside the crowd and squeezed to Madam Maxim's side.

After pulling the sleeve of this familiar but somewhat unfamiliar teacher, and calling out pleadingly, Fu Rong suddenly turned her head, and said to the other people in the tent:

"Everyone, can you please go out first? I have some private matters here, and I want to have a private talk with Mrs. Maxim...President Maxim. Please give us some space..."

"I don't think it's necessary."

Maxim stretched out his hand and patted the back of Furong's hand that was holding onto his sleeve, and it seemed to be a little gentle, but his words were still as strong as before.

"Let's talk about private matters later! My dear, what we are talking about now is a major matter that concerns the lives and deaths of countless souls in Europe. You have always been very sensible. At this time, you can't—"

"I have a child!" Fu Rong interrupted her words abruptly.

"what?"

Maxim was taken aback for a moment, but then felt a little baffled.