How many years has it been since such a serious disaster happened
Yes, at least since wizards established the magical world to isolate themselves from Muggles, there has never been a city-level disaster like this that cannot be covered up.
Even the original Grindelwald and later Voldemort, what they started was just the so-called "Wizard War". Even though several wizarding wars have also affected Muggles, compared with the current London Fog disaster, it seems to have instantly become insignificant.
Although there is currently no way to calculate a series of accurate casualty figures, anyone who has an overall understanding of the situation in London will not be hard to come to a chilling conclusion.
So far, including both the enemy and ourselves, there may have been hundreds of deaths on the wizard side alone; and on the Muggle side... this number may be in the thousands.
However, when Sirius discovered that there seemed to be hope that this unprovoked war would finally end, another piece of bad news suddenly shattered the joy that had just arisen.
Suddenly more than ten black-eyed wizards appeared at the same time. How much impact would this have on the situation at hand? It's almost obvious.
And he wasn't even sure yet whether there were more black-eyed wizards who hadn't appeared yet.
When Sirius half-crouched next to the injured person and completely digested the attack fragments obtained from the other person's memory, he suddenly stood up.
"We'll try to save him as much as possible, but if...he hopes to bury himself in his hometown, along the Jarama River on the outskirts of Madrid, Spain, where his sister's grave is."
After saying something to the therapist on the side, Sirius immediately turned around and left decisively, calling a few people over as he ran.
"You! Immediately go to the rear of the battle line and notify the logistics team to pack up and wait for us to go over and rendezvous; the rest of you will follow me to gather up the various teams and prepare to retreat!"
That's not a force that their so-called "elite wizard team" can resist—even if they add a fire dragon.
"Bill! The Quidditch Museum is too far from here. You and the refugees should come with us to Diagon Alley first! Also, don't act separately. Let's go together after I gather the team!"
"what happens?"
Bill, who was sorting and counting the refugees, naturally saw the striker falling, but he obviously had no way of knowing what Sirius saw using Legilimency.
"More than ten black-eyed wizards appeared in one place at the same time, and judging from the situation, they are probably coming this way. The situation is very bad."
There is no need to explain too much, Bill is also someone who has encountered those black-eyed wizards, and knows how terrifying the situation mentioned by Sirius will be. So just after hearing this, he nodded immediately.
"I know... I'll go and inform Charlie first."
"Um."
Sirius watched Bill turn around and run forward, and then he also moved forward, waving his wand and whispering:
"Call the gods to protect you."
…
Generally speaking, most of the cipher messages received by Lupine are delivered by owls, and if some information is very important, a wizard may come to deliver it in person.
Only the most confidential, important, and urgent news will be notified by the Patronus Charm. After all, this is the special method of using the Patronus Charm developed by Dumbledore. It can only be used by They are members of the Order of the Phoenix.
So, when he saw a big silver-white dog running in quickly from the door, his expression suddenly changed.
"problem occurs?"
This was just Lupine's subconscious question, because obviously, Dumbledore's skills could not make the Patronus reach the level of wisdom. All the silver dog patron saint in front of him can do is to convey to him what the spell caster wants to say unilaterally.
After listening to a dog briefly describe the black-eyed wizards' group actions in Sirius's voice and tone, Lupine's expression also became a little stiff, and his brows were frowned and full of sadness.
"More than a dozen black-eyed wizards... I don't know if Harry will encounter them," Lupine thought of Harry immediately. "If he is also attacked, I'm afraid he will also be in danger."
Since Harry and Thomas went to St. Mungo's to rest without telling anyone, Lupine didn't know that they were not actually outside. So when he thought of this, he began to worry.
In any case, Harry is one of the very few people today who can deal with those "black eyes". He cannot afford to lose this power, both emotionally and rationally.
"... By the way, there's Aberforth."
Thinking of this, Lupine immediately took out a piece of divided parchment from the side, picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and started writing. After he finished writing, he took the wand and tapped it, turning it into several identical notes.
The number of these notes is limited, and it is obviously impossible to notify everyone scattered outside one by one. Because although he was unwilling to do so, he had to select only some of the most important targets to inform them of the situation first.
First, the conditions for transmitting messages are limited, and it is impossible to notify so many people at the same time, so it can only be done in batches; second, the first batch of people notified are all the ones who need to retain their combat power the most.
"Go and bring a few owls... Forget it, I'll go by myself! You go and notify the guards outside that the situation has changed, strengthen the protective spell, and pay attention to all the movements that happen outside. If there are groups of enemies appearing, all Don’t fight head-on, come in immediately to defend... Don’t be reluctant to use the supplies Maka gave you.”
Having said that, Lupine hurried back in person, but his heart became more solemn - because the biggest problem now is that even he can't notify Maka.
Not long after, Lu Ping couldn't help but sigh slightly as he watched the owls carrying the notes spread their wings and fly high, quickly disappearing into the fog outside.
"Then Haierbo... It seems that he is determined to take over the entire city of London this time?"
…
The devil summoning ritual is still a secret that only a few people know. Maka didn't say it, Delphi didn't say it either, and Haierbo, who was the initiator of the ceremony, certainly had no reason to tell others.
But, of course, even if Lu Ping and the others knew about it, it would obviously not have any good effect. Not only that, it may also cause further uneasiness in everyone's hearts.
As for Harry and the others, they naturally didn't know much about these things. It was not until they received Lupin's letter that they realized that the reason why there were fewer and fewer black-eyed wizards was not simply because of the hard work of him and Thomas.
"This is a conspiracy," Harry said through gritted teeth as he looked at the note in his hand. "He did this obviously not only to concentrate his strength to strike hard, but also to make us gradually relax and paralyze us! That damn thing Herbo!"
If Haierbo had been accumulating manpower and releasing them all from the beginning, then even if there was a gap in strength, Harry wouldn't be so annoyed.
But in his opinion now, Haierbo's side clearly has full power, but the black-eyed wizards before just appeared one by one, as if they were just playing tricks on them.
"You are indeed worthy of being called a 'despicable' Haierbo."
Ron glanced at the note in Harry's hand. He was already troubled by his lack of strength, and of course he was even more angry at this moment.
"No," Harry thought for a moment and suddenly shook his head, "I have to go out - those black-eyed wizards, let alone a dozen or so, acting at the same time, even if they appear alone one by one like before, they are beyond the power of most wizards. A deadly threat to contend with.”
But now, the situation of those wizards who are struggling to resist in urban London has obviously become more serious.
However, leaving aside Harry's own thoughts, at least the few friends who were watching him at this moment showed disapproval.
"Harry, you can't go out."
This time, almost everyone in the ward kept saying that they didn't want him to run out just because of his recklessness, and then he might really get killed.
"Yeah, don't go out!" Ginny hurriedly hugged Harry's arm and said, "The situation Lupine mentioned is far beyond your ability. Don't go!"
"Well, and..." Even Hermione, who had been depressed because Maka didn't agree to her following, followed Ginny and persuaded, "Didn't Maka go out already? I think he will find a way. "
"But-"
However, if even he, Harry Potter, doesn't go out to fight, what will those people outside who are still fighting for their lives do? He originally wanted to say this, but this statement seems a bit too arrogant, so He still held back his words.
But just from the expression on Harry's face, it could be seen that he was still struggling inside.
"Harry?"
When he saw Percy, he came over and called him. Although the other party didn't say as many words of admonishment as the others, there was still a hint of admonishment hidden in his expression.
"Don't say anything. Anyway, let me think about it first."
After saying that, Harry stopped talking to his friends and sat back on the floor again and grabbed his numb scalp.
Compared with many wizards who stood on the front line of resistance for their relatives, friends, and loved ones, Harry's side could be said to be purely out of his passionate and righteous heart. Now, the increasingly difficult situation has not dampened the courage in his heart.
But he also needs to think carefully about what he should do next - even if it is just for himself, he cannot give up those people who have been fighting in the city all night.
"… courage."