Neville and Luna were quickly found by Hermione.
After all, as said before, as long as they did not leave the ancient city area, it was generally very safe. In fact, they just took an extra circle in the fog of the city to find Hermione.
"We searched and found that the sounds of fighting outside suddenly became much quieter... Hermione, did the zombies withdraw from the battlefield?"
As he followed Hermione back to the church, Neville couldn't help but ask.
"Obviously not," Hermione shook her head, "Those guys never understand what 'retreat' is, do they? And Haierbo has never cared about their casualties..."
Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, then frowned slightly and said:
"In fact, it was Safina who came back. Do you still remember the group of black flame wizards we encountered near the defense line when we were resisting the tide of zombies in Weymouth?"
"Could it be that," Neville said in confusion, "she is one of those people?"
"No, it's not 'one of them', but the leading one." Hermione said, "It seems... Maka gave her some power - a very powerful power. Even the evolved zombies are as powerful as her under her hands. There’s not much difference between ordinary living corpses.”
"Oh!" Neville couldn't help but frown as he listened, showing a somewhat complicated expression, "Why is she... Ah, I'm not saying that Maka shouldn't give her power, but... why would Maka? How about choosing her? It’s obvious that any one of us will be more active in helping Maka fight against Haierbo than her.”
"I don't know about that," Hermione could only shake her head again, "Maybe it's just to keep us away from danger?"
"But... can we just use someone we don't know well at will?" Neville said in confusion, "Isn't Maka that kind of person?"
"I said, I don't know!"
Hermione seemed to be a little upset by Neville's questioning, and suddenly became more serious. Although Neville was still confused, he didn't dare to ask anymore.
But at this moment, Luna, who was also following Hermione, suddenly shook her head and said:
"At least this won't be a bad thing! If Safina comes back, then this place will become safer! And... I feel that at least she will not become our enemy."
The three of them walked while talking, and after a while, they finally returned to the door of the church. When Luna saw it, she immediately opened the door and ran in.
"Hey! We're back!"
As soon as she entered the middle hall, she waved to Ginny and others waiting here and said:
"Everyone is fine, no one was injured, that's great."
After Luna mentioned this, Ginny and others, who had been fidgeting in the middle hall, finally realized that indeed - even though the attacks of living corpses and sudden accidents had always made people fearful, the final result It's actually not that bad.
Rather than saying it is "lucky among misfortunes", perhaps it is better to say that everything is still under control, and everyone is not necessarily so uneasy or even desperate.
"Oh, it's almost time! I'm going to prepare today's dinner...Do you want to go to the kitchen with me?" Luna said, waving her raised right hand again. Her tone sounded like When I was a child, it was so easy to greet everyone and play together.
"Then... I'll go too!" Hannah glanced at Neville who followed Luna and came in with Hermione, and then she was pulled by Luna and left towards the corridor.
"Harry, why did you come out? Are you still feeling well?"
As soon as Hermione entered the door, she immediately caught a glimpse of Harry sitting on the prayer mat.
"Ginny, please show him to his room quickly! Have a good rest... I will send dinner to you later."
"Hermione, I'm fine!"
"No!" Seeing that Harry was trying to be brave again, Hermione immediately glared at him, "Listen to me, go to bed and lie down. Don't get out of bed if you have nothing to do these days. If Ginny can't stand you, I will do it myself. Go and guard in your room?"
For their team, Harry is undoubtedly the most important fighting force. Without his strength, once something happens, everyone will lack a lot of options that they should have, and they will even have to run around and be cautious like they did during the last stretch of the journey to Winchester.
But Harry was obviously aware of this, and it was only out of concern for everyone that he could never settle down to recuperate.
Seeing Hermione forcing himself to lie down so forcefully, Harry could only listen to her words honestly. Otherwise, he would definitely feel very uncomfortable if Hermione came to his bedside every day and stood guard with a straight face.
"Okay, okay, Ginny, help me back to my room!"
"Neville, you should go and take a rest too! Luna and the others will come out after they have finished dinner."
Seeing Neville still standing beside her, Hermione said again. Neville was obviously much easier to control than Harry, so he nodded and went back to his room.
Ron watched the people in the middle hall leave one after another. He hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but look at Hermione and said:
"Don't I have to rush to rest?"
"You didn't do anything." Hermione walked to the middle aisle, randomly picked a seat beside the prayer mat and sat down, without looking back, "Besides, you can go and rest if you want, and I didn't stop you. Holding you."
"Oh! It sounds like I'm just here to make up the numbers..." Ron sighed, and seeing that Hermione didn't even bother to respond, he muttered, "Okay! It seems like I'm just here to make up the numbers."
After saying that, he sat down a little distance away rather boredly, and while watching Hermione sitting there thinking about something in a daze, he took out something from his pocket.
After waiting for a while, Hermione, who was thinking secretly, suddenly heard some inexplicable noises behind her, gradually interrupting her train of thought.
She came back to her senses and turned around to look, only to find Ron with his back to her, gasping for air by himself, not knowing what he was fussing about.
Probably feeling a little annoyed because her thoughts were disturbed, Hermione frowned and stood up, walking towards him.
"What are you doing? Can't you just let me be quiet for a while... Huh? Hey! Stop right now!"
When Hermione walked over to Ron and took a look, she immediately saw that Ron was holding a dagger that he got from someone who didn't know where, and he was slashing his arm one after another. In just such a short time, a lot of scarlet blood was already dripping on the ground.
"Clang!"
Hermione subconsciously pulled out her wand and pointed it suddenly, and a disarming spell accurately landed on the blood-stained blade in an instant, causing the dagger to fly away.