When Harry saw that familiar figure on the beach, he immediately recognized who it was - no way, he had been looking at that figure and chasing it for so long that he seemed to have lost track of the other person's first appearance. appearance.
However, no matter how hard he could catch up with the figure in Harry's impression, reality gradually told him one thing. That is, no matter how strong a person is, there will be times when he fails. No one dares to say that he is the best in the world.
Not Voldemort, not Grindelwald, not Maka... not even the despicable Herbo.
And when Harry gradually realized this, he suddenly felt relaxed all over his body, as if he had inadvertently lifted an extremely heavy burden.
"Harry, you're here."
Maka didn't look at the sparkling sea. He just listened to the sound of the waves hitting the reef below and stood there quietly with his eyes closed.
In this state, his perception of the surrounding magic fluctuations can reach a very high level of sensitivity. Not to mention the arrival of Harry's small team, not even a fish under the sea in the distance or a bird flying past in the air could escape his sensing.
Of course, Maka did not do this aimlessly. He was preparing for his next series of actions.
"Harry, I took a walk around the area. Did you find anything?"
"Oh, no," Harry said casually as he walked towards Maka with the broom in hand, "Uh, by the way! If I have to say it - I found a small child in the woods over there. Does it count to use a group of balls to escape a bird?"
"Forget it! There are not many wild ball escapers left now..."
Having said this, Maka finally recovered a little of her stretched spiritual power, turned around and said:
"Good morning, Harry! Ah, I suggest you go back as soon as possible... Otherwise, Sirius and the others may destroy your breakfast together. All I brought is It’s something the chef of the Blois family just made this morning!”
"Oh, that sounds really good!"
Harry stood in front of Maka, scratched his head, and then waved to the team members behind him.
"Everyone heard it - our patrol mission has been completed anyway, you can go back first! I will be here in a moment."
As soon as he said this, the patrol members cheered and walked towards the warehouse arm in arm. Harry watched the backs of them leaving. When they were far away, he turned to look at Maka and said:
"You came here so early today...are you going to the 'opposite side'?"
Given Harry's temperament, he was able to notice this, which meant that he might have been aware of this possibility before meeting Maka this morning.
That's right, in fact, many people know that Maka will go to settle accounts with Haierbo sooner or later. And as far as the current situation is concerned, it obviously has to be "the sooner the better."
But relatively speaking, the period of time when Haierbo was injured was actually an opportunity for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief. Regardless of others, Maka must first adjust himself, because there are some things that he can only bear alone at the moment.
"yes!"
Facing Harry's question, Maka answered very frankly, no longer feeling a little secretive like she did at Blois Castle.
"Besides, I can only go alone—don't even think about it."
When Harry heard this, he subconsciously touched the hilt of Gryffindor's sword hanging at his waist, obviously hesitating. But when he recalled that not long ago, he was casually thrown down by Haierbo and almost lost his life, he still lowered his right hand that was touching the hilt of the sword to his side.
"Well, I understand, I listen to you."
"Very good," Maka smiled at him, "Your task is to keep an eye on the fog across the sea - that guy Haierbo always likes to choose options that others don't expect. The less we think he will do it now, If he chooses to attack across the sea, he might have to come over from the sea! Therefore, this place is also very important."
"No problem, leave it to me!" Harry nodded immediately, "Oh, of course, there are Sirius and the team members who are staying here."
After finishing the topic, Harry took a step back.
"Then... I'll go over and try the breakfast you brought..." He thought for a while and then added, "Be careful."
Before he finished speaking, Harry finally turned around and walked back. Maka looked at his figure and nodded slightly, then paused for a moment before speaking in a louder voice:
"I have to tell you this - 'be careful', Ginny asked me to convey it!"
This time, Harry didn't look back, but just raised his hand and waved to show that he had heard. And soon, his back disappeared around the corner of the building in the distance.
When Maka saw this, she immediately took a step back, turned around, and walked towards the sea just like Harry did just now. One step, two steps, three steps, and then suddenly disappeared along the way.
…
The gray mist has stayed in Kent, England for a long time. They seem to show no sign of wanting to continue moving, and are motionless as if they are still.
Around Kent County, many Muggle cities are gradually emptying out. The Muggle residents in those towns have been evacuated to other places for temporary shelter under the joint actions of the military and police.
Of course, these Muggles who were forced to leave their home cities were not as lucky as the refugees led by Maca and Lupin. The massive migration of people is, to put it bluntly, a burden for the cities that must accept them as ordered.
And for those people who have moved away in large numbers, there is actually a special name - "refugees".
Great turmoil has taken place in the British Muggle society. The Muggle Prime Minister is so stressed that he can't sleep all night every day, and most of his hair turns gray all of a sudden.
Perhaps this is also the reason why Maka didn't see the Prime Minister there when she went to the manor where the royal family took refuge last night!
However, Maka's current focus is obviously not on those Muggle refugees. Because, his eyes have always been focused on the source of the problem, which is the despicable Haierbo and the large fog that he created.
But when it comes to the Mist, we obviously have to take a look at the team of family wizards sent by Mr. Blois to explore the Mist.
"It is indeed the undisputed number one wizarding family in France... If nothing else is mentioned, this number of people is already surprising enough."
In mid-air, Maka flew close to the edge of the fog for a week. Along the way, all he saw were camps with the flags of the Blois family. A rough calculation suggested that there must be at least several hundred people stationed here.
It's a pity that even though Willy's father sent so many people, some of them were the elite of the family wizards. But until now, no concrete information has been sent back to Blois Castle.
Is Herbo currently in Kent? No one knows yet.