Chapter 2648 Prophet

"Has another group of warriors arrived in Hogsmeade? I see... Let them rest here first! Remember to take three rune cards from the cabinet at the door and bring them to their leader...Okay, thank you ! Good luck to you too.”

Watching a liaison wizard leave from the door again, Hermione couldn't help sighing when she saw the dusty back of the other party. But after that, she put her head down again and devoted herself to the laborious work of making as many Gravity Trap rune cards as possible.

And on the wall near the window not far from her, the old butler who came here as a guest had already taken over part of the work that originally belonged to Hermione.

Having been a housekeeper all his life, he has almost no obstacles when dealing with these coordinating tasks, and he is even more proficient than Hermione most of the time.

However, in a situation where the efficiency was much higher than before, Hermione seemed to be more and more silent.

Because, after the previous conversation, another invisible shadow had covered her heart, which made her feel flustered.

Fortunately, she still remembers at least, and now she is the last person here who can't panic, not one of them. Therefore, she had no choice but to keep all her anxiety in her heart, and only sighed softly when there were only two people left in the room to relieve her depression.

"what!"

Suddenly, Hermione let out a short whimper.

The next moment she stopped the pen tip, and then threw the half-drawn card into the wastebasket beside her, and habitually took a new blank card and put it on the table in front of her .

Then, she put down the quill with a slight pause, and then slowly straightened her upper body.

"Is there no news from Harry and the others?"

She muttered to herself, while using her left hand to gently knead the forearm of her right hand, which had been holding a pen and writing, a few times, the soreness made her frown indiscernibly.

Of course the old housekeeper on the other side heard her words. But the old man obviously understood that she just wanted to talk to herself, and didn't want anyone to give her an answer.

"The Town Demon Museum"

After all, even if Sarah's contact comes now, she doesn't know whether she should go or not for the time being... Well, she must go, otherwise it will inevitably put Harry and the others in a desperate situation. But if you want to complete the original plan... To be honest, after learning the information about "Witch Kern" from the old housekeeper, the confidence in her heart has been completely reduced to the lowest point.

"Mr. Butler," as expected, Hermione quickly put aside the words, turned her head and said, "Your family's reinforcements should be arriving soon, right?"

"Well, it's almost time to—"

As the old man was saying this, he suddenly saw a patron saint in the shape of an owl flying in from the window, and quickly and silently stopped on the window sill beside his desk.

Then, a series of French words flowed out from the owl's body that was sprinkled with silver light. The old butler tilted his head and listened for a while, and then watched the other party deftly flapping his wings and flying to the sky again, and said at the same time:

"Coincidentally, the main force sent news that it will arrive near Hogsmeade in about half an hour. In addition, five scouting teams have already rushed to the predetermined frontline positions, and 15 elite teams are also on the way. Leaving the team and rushing to help Sirius gave us a weaker battle line..."

While speaking, the old housekeeper had already started to deal with the work at hand again, and he was still calm and without any confusion, which showed his ability.

Hermione listened to his narration seriously, thought about it carefully, and then said:

"I have always been grateful for your family's help! Without the help of the Bulova family in various forms so far, it would be impossible for us to get to where we are today... Even if despair seems to have always been Accompanied by our footsteps, but at least, your family, and everyone who has helped us,

Let us have enough courage to come to the present little by little. "

"Mr. McLean's kindness to the Blois family is far greater than what we have done. Both Mr. Patriarch and I think so." Hearing this, the old butler raised his head and smiled. , "What's more, in the face of this disaster, who is qualified to stay out of it?"

"Maka's kindness... ah!"

Hermione repeated this subconsciously, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, reached out and grabbed the beaded bag she had put on the far side of the desk. On the way, she dropped a stack of documents on the floor, and she didn't even bother to pay attention to them. After pulling the small bag over, she unzipped the zipper and searched in a hurry.

In fact, you don't need to search too carefully, because the things have just been put in. Not long after, when she took her right hand out of the bag, a newly shaved magic wand, which was still somewhat rough to the touch, lay quietly in her gently spread palm.

"The Elder Wand?"

The old butler couldn't help being taken aback when he saw it, then frowned, and was taken aback again.

Hermione nodded slightly.

"Yes, the Elder Wand. But it's just a model, sir, and my name is still engraved on the handle..." She held up her hand to show it, "but it was made by Maca herself and given to me Yes, not so long ago, on our way here."

"Mr. Maclean?"

The old butler seemed to have realized something, but the doubt on his face became more intense, and soon, there was a trace of solemnity in his expression.

"Mister thought about it too." Hermione looked at the other person's expression and said, "Yes, I just thought of it too... Sir, Maca took the time to make this for me on the way here, does it mean... What? You know, he is a person who always does things with deep meaning, which makes people unexpected and unpredictable. But afterwards, he can always prove that he is right..."

"...This is why, Miss Granger, you still have a minimum amount of trust in His Excellency McLean after encountering 'such a thing'?"

After the old butler said such a sentence, when Hermione fell into silence for a while, he thought about it:

"I probably understand what the lady wants to say... Yes, if it is Mr. McLean, no matter how small it is, it cannot be easily ignored. Not to mention, it is the Elder Wand, one of the Three Hallows of Death At this time, even if it is just a 'model' with no shape, it deserves our utmost caution."

The two had just mentioned the Deathly Hallows in their conversation, but unexpectedly, not long ago, Maca had personally cut an "Old Wand" and gave it to Hermione, one of the conversationalists.

How can there be such a coincidence?

Even though the sequence is quite contradictory, it still inevitably makes the two of them fall into deep thought.