Old Aslan pushed open the door of the Hogwarts Great Hall in silence.
When many people gathered around to ask him questions, he did not answer immediately. Instead, after thinking to himself for a moment, he waved his hand to everyone who had gathered here according to what he said before:
"Pack up and prepare to leave Hogwarts."
"What? Why?" Many wizards couldn't help asking after hearing what he said, "What happened?"
"Don't ask," said old Aslan, "Anyway, pack your things and leave immediately. We... head south, first to the Yorkshire Dales."
Before he finished speaking, he decisively turned around and walked to the lawn outside, as if he planned to wait there for everyone to finish packing and go out to gather.
After watching Old Aslan's actions, everyone looked at each other in confusion for a while. Although they were all confused, they still moved one after another out of respect and trust for the respected old Sir.
About half an hour later, everyone regrouped on the grass in the front yard and stood in front of old Aslan.
"Old Sir, although... you have to let us all know the reason, right?" The middle-aged wizard who had previously become Old Aslan's assistant and helped him handle many trivial matters couldn't help but say at this time, " What did McClain say to you just now?"
This sudden departure is a very puzzling thing for everyone. If we look at it logically, it might be understood that old Aslan and Maka were discussing some new plan by the lake.
However, looking at the old knight's expression when he came back, it seemed that this was not the case at all.
But for some reason, although old Aslan was treated very rudely by Maka, he seemed to have no intention of telling the actual experience.
When the other party asked, he just shook his head and then said:
"The Yorkshire Dales is at the junction of the north and south of England. It is also an obvious junction point for the distribution density of living corpses according to the information given by Miss Granger. In addition, the terrain is easy to defend, so we moved there as a new base. It is suitable to cooperate with the Resistance Alliance to implement the plan to retake the city of Birmingham."
"But -" the wizard looked back at Hogwarts Castle and couldn't help but said, "Hasn't all our hard work in building it up to this point been in vain? This is the school where all of us used to be, Hogwarts. Hey!"
However, old Aslan frowned slightly and said:
"In the end, this castle is just a thing. Is Hogwarts just such a superficial existence in our hearts?"
After that, he glanced in the direction of the lake unintentionally, and then turned around with a wave of his hand.
"Let's go! Leave this to Mr. McClain. We still have a more important task on our shoulders than repairing a castle. Don't waste time."
Before he finished speaking, he walked directly towards the school gate and took the lead.
Seeing that he had obviously made up his mind, everyone immediately had no choice but to look back reluctantly, and followed his footsteps one after another.
But at this moment, Kate, who had been standing in the crowd and was puzzled and confused with everyone... was the "Kate Stan" who led a team to Weymouth some time ago to contact Hermione. "Sen" finally seemed to have remembered something, and ran two steps quickly to catch up with old Aslan.
"Wait...wait first..."
Seeing that old Aslan kept walking, she chased him a few more steps, and then simply grabbed his sleeve.
"Grandpa! I said wait! Mr. Weasley and the others are not back yet!"
From what Ms. Statham called her in a hurry, she is the granddaughter of old Aslan? Don't mention that she didn't tell Hermione about this at the time, and even the companions who gathered later had never heard of it.
"Kate..."
Old Aslan's footsteps finally stopped, but not because of Charlie Weasley mentioned by Ms. Statham, but because of her "Grandpa".
"Have you forgiven grandpa?" The old man looked at her and asked hesitantly.
Perhaps it was because the scene in front of them made everyone feel quite puzzled, and there was also curiosity in the puzzle, so everyone stopped and silently watched from behind.
"Is Ms. Statham actually the granddaughter of the old Sir? I always thought that she was just like us, ordinary alumni who came together spontaneously and accidentally!"
"Don't talk, let's check the situation first..."
Quiet conversations like this broke out in the crowd, but soon fell silent again because Ms. Statham spoke.
"Is now the time to talk about this? I just want to remind you that Mr. Weasley has not come back from patrolling! They are the people I invited from Weymouth. No matter what happens, I can't leave them behind. here!"
"This is not to leave them here," old Aslan shook his head and said, "Isn't Mr. MacLean here? You should know, they are friends."
After hearing his words, Ms. Statham seemed to finally realize something and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the lake.
"Grandpa, what will happen between you and him-"
"Let's go!"
Old Aslan raised his hand, interrupting her question.
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When old Aslan and the others were leaving the school gate, Charlie was still riding Norbert flying into the wind at the other end of the school.
He had handed over the closer area to the two teams, while he went to the farther area to conduct reconnaissance.
There is no doubt that Hogwarts is a place that means a lot to many people. This is true for old Aslan and his group of "returnee alumni", and it is also true for Charlie, Hermione and others.
Because of this, Hermione specially sent him with two teams to follow Ms. Statham here. After all, Hermione believed that they would return to this place sooner or later.
Now, as Charlie, who was sent to ensure the safety of the school and assist old Aslan and the others in rebuilding the campus, it was natural that he was doing his best to "take care of" this place that he missed so much.
"I don't know if Maka will take the time to come back and take a look." Charlie sat on the back of Norberta's neck and looked at the remaining mountains and the fog that could be seen in the distance. He suddenly muttered, " Norberta, what do you think?"
"Gululu—"
The fire dragon Norbeta seemed to understand what he said, and roared, but she didn't know what he was talking about - at least even Charlie, who was proficient in fire dragon science, could not understand the dragon's language.
But who would have expected that at this moment, Norberta suddenly turned his head, then hovered and roared uneasily.