Chapter 1988 "Mature" Bill

Improvement in ability, meeting with friends, presence of strong support... no matter which one, it can be said to be something to be happy about, let alone the gathering of the three.

Yes, Hermione was very happy, and Luna was rarely depressed. Under the shadow of Percy's death, it was the first time that everyone smiled so slightly.

However, this "everyone" does not include Bill Weasley.

...

After arriving at Granger's camp with Sarah, Mr. Blois did not go to the beach with her to meet Hermione and the others. After thinking about it, the guard naturally asked him if he wanted to hurt her. Suffering from the camp area. After all, there were also many people dispatched from the Blois family, who contributed a lot in the defense of Weymouth and suffered heavy casualties at the same time.

After Blois heard it, he didn't know whether it was based on the responsibility of the patriarch to care for the family members or his emotion, so he followed the other party to the camp on the nearby hillside.

The tent area where the injured person was located still smelled so bad, as if even the sea breeze blowing all day long couldn't let it go.

Fortunately, although Blois grew up rich and well-clothed, he is not a person who is too hypocritical in this regard. He didn't even put any spells on himself, and just walked in behind the guard who led the way.

After these few days of treatment and recuperation, in fact, regardless of minor or serious injuries, they are already much better. And because of this, there was finally less moaning and screaming in the camp here, and more whispering and chatting... It seemed that there were two wounded patients who could not walk due to injuries playing wizard chess, ordering the chess pieces to move and fight. The voice sounded like cursing, and it seemed that both of them were short-tempered and short-tempered.

And at a certain moment when Bulova passed through the many tents, a voice suddenly sounded from the door of a certain tent.

"Monsieur Blois...?"

With just such a soft call, Blois heard a complicated and unspeakable emotion—what caused the other party to add "Mr" so hesitantly, which made Blois frowned, slowly turned around.

"Yes, I'm Bulova," he nodded, stopped and looked at the other party, "You are?"

"Bill," Bill took a step out of the tent door, and then continued, "Bill Weasley."

"I see." Blois still calmly nodded slightly, looked at Bill and said, "You are Percy Weasley's... brother?"

"It is so," said Bill, who was silent for a few seconds, then sighed again, "But maybe there is no 'so it is'... Or, at least, it should be different from what Mr. Blois imagined. Too much the same."

Compared with other people among the friends, Bill's personality is indeed much more mature, not only because he is the oldest and has the most experience, but also because... as the eldest brother among the seven Weasley siblings who are not well-off, he There has always been a lot of responsibility on my shoulders.

No one knows that Bill once had an ideal. He loved cool music since he was a child and had a dream of traveling around the world to perform. He also had a pen pal who studied at a Brazilian magic school, and once discussed with him the desire to exchange travel. He also loves Muggle fashion and fashion, and had hoped to live in Muggle society in the future.

However, he still has a family with six younger brothers and sisters—it is not easy to support this family with his father's salary in the Ministry of Magic alone. If he wants to make everyone's life better,

How easy is it?

Therefore, Bill, who used to make his parents and younger siblings feel that he was not a very down-to-earth person, gave up most of his dreams after graduating from Hogwarts and became a spellbreaker at Gringotts.

There are many dangers in this job, and there are even a certain number of deaths every year, but correspondingly, its wages are also exceptionally high. New school bag network

Then, Bill was assigned to Egypt by Gringotts to explore and study the mysteries of the ancient magic relics left over from the ancient Egyptian period...

Yes, at least his dream of going to the outside world has been realized a little bit! Although...in another way that is not so free.

"Mr. Blois, please wait a moment, I want to talk to you...Of course, wait for me to change the medicine for the patient first, just a few minutes!"

After seeing Bulova nodded, Bill turned around and re-entered the tent. Not long after, I saw him pointing to the open space on the hillside outside the camp with a suitcase in his hand.

"Go there! The air is better over there... To be honest, the smell here is too strong."

Seeing what Bill said, Bulova didn't seem to have any objections. After Bill had a few words with the guard who brought Bulova, he followed him outside.

"Would you like some sugar? I fell in love with it when I was working in Egypt. It's a bit bland, but it gets richer after chewing."

Standing still in the open space, Bill took out a piece of candy, peeled off the wrapper and stuffed it into his mouth. Then after seeing Bulova, he took out another piece and handed it over.

Seeing that Bulova shook his head without reaching out to pick it up, he could only shrug slightly.

"It's okay, I only have a few dollars left in my pocket," Bill said, but he couldn't help but sighed softly, "Speaking of... Percy likes it too, and I've sent it to him several times."

"I didn't do anything wrong." Blois frowned slightly, and said calmly, "Of course, if you feel uncomfortable, I can apologize to Percy Weasley at his funeral."

"Oh no, that's not what I meant."

Hearing Bulova's words, Bill quickly waved his hand.

"I'm just a little... How should I put it? You should also understand that you just lost a relative, and you will always think of him involuntarily."

The voice fell slightly, and Bill's face, which hadn't shown much disappointment during this time, finally showed a little sadness.

And after looking at him for another moment of silence, Blois also nodded.

"Yes, I can understand."

"That's good, thank you for understanding, after all, this is something you can't help." Bill brushed aside the hair in front of him casually, and then turned around, "Okay! The thing is actually like this... Please come here, sir Here, it is indeed related to Percy. However, I don't want to blame Mr. for not coming to help - this is not your obligation, not to mention that it was very hasty and the situation was not clear... And you have Miss Blois by your side."

"So I just want to say, Mr. Blois, if my younger brother and sister behave rudely to you next time, please look at me... no, for Maca's sake, Don't argue too much with them."

Bill pursed his lips and said so sincerely.

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