"Old Sir, by tonight's evening, some important areas of the main castle should be rebuilt. Although our protective magic is definitely not comparable to the original one, we have tried our best to set up multiple magic spells. Curses for defense and daily maintenance. In addition, some of us discussed and hoped to temporarily transform the Quidditch field into a cultivation site for devil's nets - some of them were responsible for the research of mutant devil's nets in Africa. And planting may bring us an effective large-scale defense capability... "
In the newly renovated principal's room at Hogwarts, a wizard was reporting to old Aslan on the current reconstruction progress and wartime preparation plans.
Although Hogwarts, located in the far north of England, has not yet been involved in the direct invasion of zombies, it is always necessary to prepare for a rainy day. Now that they have contacted Weymouth Camp and obtained some very valuable information, they have already begun to make various preparations for the war they will eventually participate in.
Among them, it even included the selection of some wizards who were good at fighting to conduct targeted training based on the information about living corpses given by Percy.
After listening to the other party's report, old Aslan nodded immediately.
"Is it Jones and the others? I know... It's okay! Anyway, it will be impossible to hold Quidditch games before peace is restored. But let them be careful. The mutated devil's net is too aggressive, so don't hurt them. It’s up to them.”
"Okay, I will tell them." The wizard made a mark in the palm-sized notebook in his hand, and then continued, "In addition, a new emergency contact has been sent from the Weymouth camp. It is said that Miss Granger’s original plan to retake the city of Birmingham has been put on hold for the time being, so we should stay put and wait for news.”
"Huh?" When Old Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but subconsciously touched his white beard and said with some confusion, "According to the previous information, now should be the best time..."
He thought for a while, then nodded to himself after a moment.
"... But there is nothing wrong with being more prepared. After all, it is not difficult to retake Birmingham. How to hold it afterwards is the biggest problem." He said, "You can reply to the letter later and say that we will fully cooperate with their actions and let them They feel relieved.”
"I know," the wizard responded, and then finally said, "The other thing is - Mr. Charlie Weasley said before going on patrol this morning that he would expand the scope of the patrol today, maybe lunch We can’t get back time, so we don’t have to wait for him.”
"Oh, really?" Old Aslan couldn't help but smile when he heard this, "It's really hard on him. Remember to leave a lunch for him and eat it when he comes back."
"Of course." Du Du also laughed and said, "To be honest, with him and his fire dragon Norbert around these days, everyone can worry a lot less - after all, that is a genuine adult Norwegian Ridgeback, one person and one dragon. This can save two patrol teams! In addition, the wizards he brought are all good players, which is really reassuring."
After that, he said hello to old Aslan and left the principal's office to continue working on other things.
Old Aslan watched him leave, then put on his glasses and lowered his head, and continued to consider the cooperation plan with the Weymouth camp.
After receiving the news that the plan was shelved this time, their preparations had to be reviewed again. At least the extra time had to be allocated more reasonably to various operations.
Especially the training of combatants - after the Union Army in Weymouth recaptured Birmingham, he also planned to send some of his men there.
And by then, if Birmingham can really stabilize its position in the center of southern England, then their experience in resisting the attack of living zombies will become a treasure in this war of resistance, worth learning from everyone who sacrifices their lives to break into this torrent.
It can be said that Hermione's plan to retake Birmingham is actually a bold pilot plan. Because of this, many people admire it.
However, it is obviously not advisable to be foolhardy. She chose to wait and see at this time, and old Aslan thought it was okay.
Unfortunately, it turned out that he had thought too much, and what happened next was even more unexpected.
"Crack."
Suddenly, the door of the principal's office was opened again, and the wizard who had just left not long ago suddenly rushed in from the outside in a hurry.
"Old Sir, outside... outside..."
"What's wrong?" Seeing the other party's panting appearance, old Aslan couldn't help but stand up and said, "Don't be anxious, take a few breaths first and speak slowly."
"No, no... I don't have time to breathe," the other party waved his hands casually, and then pointed in the direction of the vestibule outside the window, "A young man appeared on the lawn with a girl and a middle-aged wizard, heading towards the castle. Come here, the protective spell we arranged has no effect on him at all... Moreover, he claims to be Maca McLean."
"McLean?"
Upon hearing this, old Aslan hurriedly took two steps and went to the window to take a look outside. Unexpectedly, a pair of eyes from below the castle happened to come up to him, and they met his eyes.
What kind of eyes are those
Deep, calm, and even a little cold, just a pair of eyes can make people ignore its appearance and appearance in an instant. The unparalleled sense of presence is definitely the kind that will never be forgotten after seeing it once.
Perhaps people who are familiar with Maka will not have such a sudden feeling when they see him now. But people who see him for the first time will definitely be attracted by the look in his eyes, without exception.
There is no doubt that the changes in Maka are actually quite obvious.
"Notify everyone to put down what they are doing and gather in the auditorium."
Before he finished speaking, old Aslan disappeared from the window, leaving only his last words still echoing in the newly rebuilt and still somewhat empty principal's room.
…
"Maka, who are these people? Didn't you say there is no one in the school anymore?"
Willy followed Maka's footsteps and walked gently on the flat grass, looking at the Hogwarts Castle in front of her that was being rebuilt and said with some confusion.
"I don't know exactly who they are," Maka shook her head, looked at the wizards and witches gathered at the door, and said casually, "I only know... they shouldn't be 'bad guys'. Oh, some of them are even wearing Hogwarts uniforms. The hospital uniforms should all be former students who have graduated from the school!"
As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
"It's a pity that they shouldn't have come back here."