The silver-grey moon is delicate and translucent under the night cover. Even if some clouds pass by from time to time, they cannot block its brilliance.
The sea surface was extremely dark at night, but under the moonlight, there were sparkling waves.
However, this all-pervasive brilliance, which seemed to be pouring out like flowing silver, was still unable to penetrate the fog that shrouded the British land, and was blocked from the outside. Living in the fog, this night is deeper than the sea and darker than the night sky.
Safina followed the survivor team, headed by the yellow-robed wizard Bell and composed of wizards and Muggles, and slowly moved forward in the night fog with extremely low visibility.
"We should be right ahead of us," Bell, who was walking at the front, calculated. "Don't worry, at least it's a safe area here, and we'll be able to leave this hellish place soon."
Hurrying slowly all the way, they were moving very fast. Since we were about to arrive at our destination soon, we all discussed it and decided to simply give up camping on the spot for the night, and unanimously chose to go directly to Weymouth to go to sea tonight.
Obviously, everyone can't wait now.
However, since the tide of living corpses has not yet reached this area, as Bell said, it is indeed quite safe here. If you just drive a little longer during the early night, there should be no problem in theory.
After all, even if he had decided to spend the night before continuing his journey, sleeping in the wild did not seem to be a better choice.
"Miss Geoffrey, when I was in Yeovil, I seemed to have heard Mr. Potter say that you were going to set up camp in Weymouth. Is this true? If that is the case, I am willing to stay and help."
As they walked, Bell, who was walking at the front, gradually came to Safina, who was at the end of the team, and took the initiative to propose such a rare intention.
"To be honest, if I hadn't been saved by that benefactor, I would have died in Salisbury long ago. Thinking about it now, this life is no longer my own... This disaster I don’t know when it will end. In order to save more people, I hope I can contribute again.”
This wizard named Bell must be regarded as a person with high enough consciousness. Otherwise, he would not have taken the lead in helping the Muggle survivors in Salisbury, let alone stand up and fight for his life at the last moment. The companion stayed behind and broke up the queen.
Yes, maybe Harry and the others can be considered this type of people, but this does not include Safina.
Hearing what the other party said, she hesitated for a moment, but then quickly shook her head.
"It's useless for you to tell me." Safina said casually, "Anyway, let's go back to Beauxbatons first. If you still think so... then go talk to Miss Granger and the others. Let’s discuss it! As far as I know, they are still short of manpower, so she shouldn’t refuse this proposal.”
Seeing that she didn't seem interested in this topic, Bell couldn't help but blinked, not knowing what to say. After a short pause, he nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and then accelerated a few steps back to the front of the team.
Upon seeing this, Safina adjusted her mask habitually, muttering secretly in her heart:
"Are there still people with such a spirit of sacrifice?"
With her temperament, if she were in Bell's situation, she would definitely not make such a choice to sacrifice herself to help others, but this does not prevent her from admiring people who can do this.
"Hmm... Maybe I can use this set in front of that Granger?"
When she thought about going back to Beauxbatons, she would have to face being blocked again. She had already begun to figure out whether she should sneak out again like the last time, or try to find a more legitimate reason.
Of course, no matter what, Macca McClain must find it for Ursula.
After a while, Bell and Safina finally walked along the road, almost in the dark, and completed the last section of the journey. When Bell in front got closer and saw clearly the word "Weymouth" on the roadside sign, everyone couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
"We finally got to the place."
But who knew, more than ten minutes later, when they finally arrived near the port and began to select a suitable ship, someone heard the faint sound of engines on the sea outside the fog.
"Someone is coming! Everyone, pay attention and find cover!"
Although those coming from the sea should not be enemies—at least they are certainly not living corpses. But Bell thought about it and decided to let everyone hide first and wait to see the situation.
Not long after, the sounds outside the seaside port got closer and closer, and the movement became more and more noisy. Everyone even heard some voices from it.
Suddenly, Safina's eyes widened and she ran out from behind a tree in surprise.
"Is it Granger?"
In the past few days, I have encountered many things in the fog. Although those incidents cannot be said to be dangerous, the fog alone is enough to accumulate a lot of psychological pressure.
So when she found out that Hermione Granger was among the people coming, even Safina, who had no feelings for him, couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.
"Come out, everyone! It's Beauxbatons' people—"
However, as soon as Safina shouted these words to Bell and the others, a warning sign suddenly appeared in her heart.
After all, she is also a descendant of the Geofein family. Even if she has not awakened the prophet blood like her sister, her blood will still give her a reminder to avoid the crisis when her life is in danger.
At that moment, as her heart suddenly pounded, she immediately pounced forward. And in the next moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the fog behind her, and a small white hand grabbed the place where she had just stood.
"Be careful! There are enemies!"
Being able to take the time to shout when she is in danger is the limit of what Safina can do for others. At the same time as she shouted, she got up and ran forward. She quickly pointed back the wand in her hand and cast a spell without even looking.
The red light appeared and then disappeared, making it inconspicuous in the mist. Safina didn't even know whether her hasty attack was effective. But no matter what, it was definitely right to run away quickly.
"Over there! Quick, go over and help!"
From the other side of the fog, Hermione's voice could be heard faintly. It was obvious that she had found the target because she heard Safina's call just now. Immediately afterwards, Safina, Bell and others heard a lot of messy footsteps.
Apparently, Hermione brought quite a few people with her this time.
No matter where those men were found, at least this gave Safina a sense of peace of mind.
But at this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed her back collar, and then a wand immediately pressed against her neck, poking her painfully.
"If you don't want to die... just don't move."