"Ta...ta...ta...ta..."
The sound of footsteps echoed faintly in the deserted street, making people convinced that there was a person walking slowly and alone. It's just that the fog is so deep that even the bright sunlight has been blocked by most of it. In the hazy place, naturally not even half of a human figure can be seen.
But suddenly, the sound of footsteps that seemed to last forever stopped - it didn't fade away because it had gone far, but it suddenly disappeared.
Of course, no one would be confused about this now, because everyone in the city is gone.
However, not long after, another voice suddenly sounded in the mist - it was a low voice that was difficult to describe in words, like someone mumbling to himself through a wall, and it sounded indistinct.
But who would have expected that soon, the pitch of the voice suddenly became much higher, from a male voice to a female voice. Although no one could understand what he was saying specifically, it was obvious that someone had changed.
"Cough cough cough..."
Suddenly, a coughing sound instantly replaced the previous whisper. After a while, it returned to the original male voice. It's as if the whole process is starting from scratch again, and it's hard to tell the end of the cycle.
But this time, the whisper seemed to be clearer than before... although it was still not clear.
In this way, I don’t know how long it took, and the voices gradually stopped. Then, the sound of kicking footsteps finally sounded again, heading into the distance little by little.
…
Maka could not hear the footsteps in the mist for the time being.
Although he has not left yet, he is still staying outside the fog area, silently observing whether there is any movement in the fog. But just from the edge, it was obviously impossible to hear what was going on deep in the fog.
But even though he had been waiting outside for half an hour, he didn't notice anything unusual, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly.
It is worth mentioning that although Maka had already asked Harry to go to the new refuge to rest, Harry did not obey and left. When Maka stayed here quietly, he also waited beside her, never leaving once.
"Harry, I think you'd better go over first!"
Maka, who was leaning against a big tree, paying attention to the movements in the mist and thinking about the problem, finally couldn't help but persuade Harry.
"If nothing else, Ginny must be worried about you, isn't she? There's no need for you to stay here now, you'd better go back and make sure you're safe!"
"Maka, you'd better let me stay here!"
Harry didn't give any reason, but simply expressed his wish to stay with him. When Maka saw him using these words to prevaricate again, she could only shake her head and stop trying to persuade him.
It wasn't until a full hour passed and Maka circled the outer edge of the fog in the entire city that he waved his hand to Harry who was following behind him and said:
"Let's go! I'm leaving this time too. You don't want to stay here anymore, do you?"
"Just leave...Is it okay?"
Facing Harry's question, Maka couldn't help but sigh.
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
Seeing the expression on Harry's face change from puzzlement to slightly stunned, and then a little confused, Maka simply put her hand on his shoulder and took him a few steps forward.
"Don't think about it. No one can predict the future. We can only do our best... let's go! Anyway, let's go to Hermione's place first. I also need to take a rest... "
When Harry heard Maka's words, he realized something - Maka seemed to have not rested for a long time.
"Um."
Seeing Harry's response, Maka motioned for him to take out his broomstick, and he himself threw out the magic book for stomping and flying. The next moment, the two of them flew into the air, with Maka taking the lead and heading in a certain direction.
The new refuge point of the St. Mungo's evacuation team is a Muggle farm. A large number of tents have been set up outside at this moment, and it looks very lively from a distance. Under today's bright sunshine, the entire land seemed to be filled with vitality. It must be a completely different scene from London, which is now full of gray fog.
After seeing too much of the lifeless world, the atmosphere and scenery here couldn't help but make Maka and Harry relax a little.
Soon, under the focus of many eyes, Maka and Harry fell from the sky one after another and landed on the lawn in the middle of the camp. At this moment, several bonfires have been set up here, and many witches are preparing food for everyone, and the coming and going is full of the breath of life.
"Maka!"
This time, Hermione and Luna finally didn't think much more and gathered around Maka with everyone else. Maka smiled at them and nodded. After looking around for a week, she finally said:
"This retreat is indeed a bit hasty. Is there no shortage of people? Perhaps when leaving, due to time constraints, we did not have time to completely count and confirm the number of people, but after all, everyone knows each other - if you find that there are missing people, remember to find them in time Report it to Mr. Dean, and I will find someone in person."
After saying this, he suddenly reminded:
"But everyone, please be careful and remember not to run into downtown London on your own. It is very dangerous in the fog. This is no joke! So please remember to report anything immediately."
After that, he stopped talking, and he didn't hide his fatigue anymore. I saw him rubbing his forehead, waving his hands to the surrounding refugees, and said casually:
"I have to lie down for a while. If you have anything to eat, just leave me some food. We'll talk about the rest!"
While saying this, he randomly picked a tent and walked there. In the end, Hermione and Luna took him to a relatively secluded hillside next to the ranch.
Several tents here were specially prepared by the dean to provide a quiet and comfortable resting place for people like Maka who have worked hard for everyone for a long time.
Naturally, Maka wouldn't be picky about anything. Maybe it was because he was too tired, so he almost fell asleep when he got there. Looking at Maka, whose breathing soon became heavy, Hermione and Luna looked at each other, and both of them saw the trace of emotion and smile in each other's eyes.
"Hermione, you haven't eaten yet! You stay here with Maka, and I'll find you something to eat-"
"No!"
Hermione suddenly stopped Luna, then stood up on her own initiative and said:
"I can just go by myself, and... I'm not going to stay here anymore. There are still many things to be busy with outside, so I'll leave Maka to you!"
After saying that, she immediately turned around and walked out of the tent before Luna could speak again.