"Miss Granger... maybe I will inevitably be attacked in the near future... If you still have the Immortal Hidden Potion, I suggest you use it now! If it is late... it will be too late."
While he was running in the fog, and when those flying species might attack again at any time, this Auror was still dutifully considering Hermione's safety.
"Miss Granger, I probably don't have time to say anything else... I just want you to think clearly. Even if only one person survives, it is much better than all of them dying here? And Mr. MacLean... he must hope that you can - "
Before he could finish his words, a sharp claw as black as ink suddenly passed by, dragging him, along with the few words he had not had time to say, into the seemingly endless darkness.
"Thank you...I'm sorry."
Maka sighed secretly in her heart as she ran.
That was Kingsley's colleague and friend, and to be honest, Maka actually wanted to save him. Unfortunately, in order to ensure the lives of Delphi and Luna, all unnecessary variables will obviously be what he needs to completely eliminate during this time and space journey.
The sacrifice of such an outstanding Auror elite happened right next to her, but Maka was unable to take action. She could only watch the sad fact become a fact again. This feeling was undoubtedly very bad.
"You... are right, I have to live." Hermione had obviously noticed the Auror's quiet passing. She gritted her teeth and continued running. After a moment, she whispered, "But, I may still hope It allows more people to live, instead of just me struggling to survive!"
Having said this, Hermione suddenly turned her head, looked at Maka and the other remaining volunteer witch and said:
"I think it won't work if we continue like this... But I have a plan here, which may give us some more time to think about other methods!"
"Of course, Miss Granger!" the witch said, "I have heard more than one person say that you are very smart... Just tell me what to do next, Myron and I are listening!"
It must be said that under the current situation, the three of them are still running away with two wounded people. This is not actually the problem, because the floating spell prevents the injured from slowing down their running speed.
The problem is that even if they run away with all their strength, they can't match the moving speed of the gray fog, let alone the flying zombies that are eyeing them in the fog.
"We have to stop as quickly as possible - before those monsters hiding in the dark attack us again!" Hermione said seriously, "Do you understand what I am saying? Can you believe me?"
Hermione seemed to be worried that her statement would not be able to convince the other two people. After all, in this desperate situation where it seems that if you stop taking the next step, you will die, it is difficult for people to believe that this is a good idea.
But the next moment, the two of them heard that Maka... or "Myron", who had been silent until now, agreed with great joy.
"I understand! I don't know exactly what you want to do, but just do it... three... two..."
Hermione probably didn't expect that it would be Myron who would determine the time to stop, so she was stunned for a moment before taking out the magic tablet.
However, Maka didn't want to hesitate a few more times in order to make her disguise appear more real.
only…
Just as the three of them and the two injured people they were carrying suddenly stopped in place, and Hermione quickly placed the stone slab and activated it, the hemispherical magic barrier almost coincided with that evil claw. Appeared in front of them.
"Bang!"
At that moment, the entire barrier trembled, making people's scalp tingle.
"I think I might have to thank you for your trust and your decisiveness," Hermione, who was squatting on the ground and had just opened this set of suggestions, couldn't help but whispered softly, "If it's a step later, I'm afraid another one of us will There’s one less person left.”
"No, you're welcome... Or at least, let's wait until we are truly out of danger before we talk about this!"
Maka shook her head and whispered remedially:
"I'm just so nervous that I can't think straight, so I can only listen to you... Oh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, another sharp claw passed through the magic barrier with a "bang", and Maka simply squatted down holding her head, as if she was so frightened that she didn't even want to say anything.
When Hermione saw it, and after glancing at the two injured people with livid faces, she couldn't help but sigh.
"It's okay, we believe you! I think everyone thinks so too."
"Thanks."
The witch's words gave Hermione some encouragement again - the two had gone to deal with the problems of the two dark wizard families before, talked a lot on the way, and seemed to have made friends.
Since Maka didn't choose to follow him at the time, he didn't actually know it, but he could still hear some signs from the conversation between the two.
And it has to be said that having someone to support her at this moment may also be one of the reasons that allowed Hermione to persist until the end.
"Let me think about it—"
Hermione nodded at the other person, then frowned again, lost in thought.
But after that, the flying zombies in the darkness launched two consecutive attacks, and the magic barrier became shaky.
After all, this is just a simple magic text formation used to buy time. Under such strong attacks one after another, it cannot be defended for long.
"As expected...isn't it still possible?"
“Bang!” “Crack—”
Suddenly, a crack mixed with the thumping sound made everyone's hearts tremble at the same time.
"Be careful, it may not be able to hold on anymore... After a while I said 'run', and we immediately ran forward with the injured! Do you understand?"
Hermione whispered a reminder, and the witch responded quickly, but "Myron" still buried his head and did not respond.
Suddenly, Hermione had to reach out and touch the other person.
"W-what?"
"Cheer up! It's not until the last minute...please don't give up!"
…
However, Hermione finally gave the remaining Immortal Potion to the witch at the moment when the magic shield shattered. This was not because she and the other party were already friends, but because the other party obviously had more hope of escape than this "Myron".
As for Hermione herself...
"Call the gods to protect you!"
"There are so many obstacles—"
Maka lay down on the road and looked at the radiance of several magic spells flashing through the mist not far away. He knew that Hermione was seriously injured at this moment, but he could only lie on the ground and watch quietly.
Even if he knew Hermione wouldn't die, it wouldn't be pleasant to watch her go through pain and obvious pain.
Until Hermione struggled to call out "Professor Dumbledore".