Chapter 1198 Night of the Fog City

"You guys... what's wrong?"

As soon as he returned to St. Mungo's ward, Maca saw that except for the wizard in the windbreaker, everyone including Ashley on the hospital bed looked at him silently.

These lines of sight are very strange, with a subtle sense of firmness, as if they have made some important decisions.

Behind Maca, Harry, who felt a little puzzled because he had been blocking the door, poked his head a little, but when he found out that the ward was full of acquaintances, he was also stunned.

"Oh, why is everyone here? Aren't you supposed to—"

"Harry!"

It was Ginny who couldn't help it first.

Although because of what Hermione said earlier, everyone had an urge to fight hard for their future, so they wanted to have a good discussion with Maca about the days from now on.

But when she saw her boyfriend who had been waiting for a long time finally appeared in front of her, Ginny still couldn't suppress the thoughts in her heart, and hurriedly ran towards the door.

"Oh," Hermione pursed her lips helplessly, "Although I can understand Ginny's mood, but in this way, the momentum of the following conversation will be much worse... I don't know if Ma Ka agrees with us staying."

Of course, no matter how distressed Hermione was, at least Ginny was happy now.

Seeing the little girl running towards him, Maca consciously stood aside, making room for the young couple Harry and Ginny.

Then, he walked to an empty chair in the middle of the ward, and sat down - he had already seen that this chair placed in the center of everyone's eyes was probably prepared for him .

"It seems that you have something to tell me," Maca shrugged. "Do you disagree with my decision to send you all to the Burrow for refuge?"

Hermione looked at Maca, and after a moment of silence, said suddenly:

"Maka, although we don't know much, we can see that you are already under too much pressure. Maca, don't hold on any longer. A lot of things can't be borne by one person. of……"

Maca listened to Hermione's sincere words,

After a while, he nodded slightly.

But then, I heard him say:

"Hermione, didn't I ask you to think about your parents before making a decision? Have you really thought about it?"

"Maka, you're too cunning to say that," Hermione said with some complaints, and then turned around, "But, I've figured it out now. In fact, it's because of our parents, our family, we should stay and resist Hai Erbo's conspiracy, shouldn't we?"

Hermione knew that there was no need to be too wordy when talking to Maca, because she believed that Maca could understand what she wanted to convey from such a simple sentence.

And after seeing Maca hesitated a little because of her own words, she went further:

"Maka, I think you must have a plan - tell us about it! If... I mean if, if you really can figure it out without our help, we can go to the Burrow and wait quietly Good news for you. Although that feeling must be difficult, if we know that you will be fine, we can bear it."

As she was speaking, Hermione suddenly shook her head, and a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.

"But," she said, "if you're not sure at all, then let us stay! We're not just here to help you, we're here for our family, for the wizarding world, and for our own future as well. .”

After hearing Hermione's words, Maca couldn't help thinking for a moment again. This time, he spent a lot of time thinking, and finally shook his head slightly and said:

"Has anyone ever told you? Sometimes, your persuasion is really strong..."

"No, I don't think so," Hermione curled her lips. "At least, it's never been easy to convince you. It's just thanks to Professor Dumbledore this time."

"Ok?"

When Maca heard her muttering, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, obviously a little bit puzzled by her mention of Professor Dumbledore here.

"Oh, no, it's nothing." Hermione smiled immediately, "We just discussed what Professor Dumbledore would do if he were in this situation."

"Really?" Maca thought for a while, then waved his hands and said, "In short, I already understand what you mean... Then, at least let me think about it again! In one night, we all Think about it carefully and wait until tomorrow morning to talk about it.”

...

Unknowingly, the sky finally gradually darkened.

Perhaps in other corners of the world, night falls means that the day is about to pass. But in this foggy London, no one can sleep peacefully.

Everything may have just begun.

At the moment, Scrimgeour was speaking in the atrium square of the Ministry of Magic, and his audience was all the members who were still working in the Ministry.

It must be said that the situation in London this time is indeed quite severe, so that some employees of the Ministry of Magic have already fled London secretly.

Everyone can feel that the panic is no longer an illusion.

At present, most of the Aurors and Dark Wizard strikers in the ministry have been sent out, and they are currently being led by Kingsley, Sirius and others to fight against Haierbo's men who are roaming about in London.

Even so, the manpower is still somewhat insufficient.

For this reason, Scrimgeour understands that he must stand up and do something now, because if even the Ministry of Magic is distracted, the entire British magic world may soon fall into a semi-paralyzed situation.

As Hermione said, there is always a limit to a person's power in this situation. Because maintenance is much more difficult than destruction, Haierbo can do whatever he wants, but they have to take too much into account.

It's not just the strength of Hermione and the others. At this time, more people are needed to support it.

Of course, it may be because of Maca's previous strong actions that even if some people ran away because of fear, they didn't dare to turn around and help Haierbo do evil.

There is no doubt that this has been a great help to today's bad situation.

"...We are the British Ministry of Magic, and each of us represents the dignity and glory of the majority of British wizards! We were born on this land, studied at Hogwarts, worked in the Ministry of Magic, and got married on this land— —We can't leave here, because this is our home!"

"Now, it is this time, now! Many of our colleagues are fighting heroically to resist the invasion and restore order. In order to let them have no worries, we should do our best to do what we should do!"

"Just now, our colleagues from the Department of International Magical Cooperation have contacted the Wizarding Federation. I believe that the Federation will dispatch support to assist us soon. So, please don't panic, I will work with you, in our respective Continue to stick to the post-"

"...In the end, we will definitely usher in the dawn of victory!"

Even though Scrimgeour was panicked to death right now, he still insisted on speaking impassionedly. And I have to say, he really did a good job this time - except for his dead face, which is always unable to make a proper expression, it looks a bit creepy.

However, there are obviously no fools who can stand here and listen to his speech, and they all see the reality outside one by one.

For Scrimgeour's speech, there may be some who agree, after all, a large part of what he said is true.

But to be honest, now the big guys still hesitate more in their hearts.

Scrimgeour watched the witches and wizards below all whispering, he couldn't help sighing secretly, and subconsciously looked at the statue of Maca presented by the Muggle queen behind him.

"McLean, don't you have the most ideas? Hurry up and think of a way! If this goes on, I don't know how long I can last..."

But he didn't know that what Maca was most worried about now was not the turmoil in London at all. After all, compared with what Norman said about the "devil summoning technique", this mess is really not a big deal.

What's more, seeing that the "big rock" above his head is about to fall to the ground, if Haierbo's actions cannot be stopped before then, Merlin will only be able to sigh with regret when the two things collide.

In St. Mungo's ward, Maca sat quietly by the window and opened the curtains. Although I know that the night scene outside the window is completely an illusion created by the spell, but looking at the gorgeous lights under the night is at least much better than being bored in the room and staring at the ground in a daze.

And at the wall not far from him, the windbreaker wizard was still silently looking at the previous book. I saw her raise her head from time to time and glance at Maca's side face. It took a long time for the book in her hand to turn a page lightly.

As for the other people in the ward, except for Luna who was eating a big apple, everyone seemed to have no appetite to speak of.

"No matter what to do next, you will have the strength to do things when you are full?" Luna touched Hermione's elbow and whispered, "So, when can we have dinner?"

"I'm not hungry, I really can't eat...uh," Hermione turned her head to look at her, and couldn't help but said, "Aren't you eating?"

"It's just the fruit before the meal," Luna was talking, and suddenly lowered her head and took a big bite, chewing and said, "Do you want to have one too? If you really can't eat, it can Help you appetize!"

"Oh, no," Hermione waved her hand hastily, "I mean, it really doesn't matter."

. Miaoshuwu

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