The Yorkshire Dales are a region of rolling valleys located in central England.
To be honest, since the view here is wide and there are few trees to cover it, it is not actually a good place for defense during wartime. But it was obvious that there was a reason for old Aslan to choose this place.
Because at least before today, this valley was a little far away from London, but not too far away. When the living corpses were relatively sparsely distributed, it was possible to continue to understand some trends in the south through patrol observation. It can be said that it is both safe enough and convenient for obtaining intelligence.
In addition, there is a city of Birmingham between London and Weymouth. If Weymouth still has plans to recapture the latter, they will be able to provide certain assistance in a more convenient and timely manner here.
However, no matter how sophisticated old Aslan's strategic planning was, it was not worth an accident that almost no one could have predicted.
Oh no! In fact, some of the crises seemed to have been anticipated - otherwise, old Aslan and the rest of the Hogwarts alumni would not have been forced to move to the Yorkshire Dales.
"Old Sir, we have tested the living corpses kneeling on the hillside outside the camp in various ways, but there is no reaction at all."
"Then let's start cleaning! Start from the south first... In addition, separate a team of people to ride brooms and keep an eye on the top of the north slope. If there is any abnormality, come over and report it immediately."
"Okay, I'll go and inform everyone right away."
After arriving in the valley and deciding on a place to stay, old Aslan had people focus mainly on arranging protection, so that the area they currently use to live and hold meetings is still very crude.
Just like now, even though this is still a tent used for command, it is also the place where old Aslan rests.
Sometimes he is obviously talking about something very serious, but when he turns his head, he will see the old man's bed and various daily necessities. Even if the old man himself doesn't mean anything, it will inevitably make some people who come in to listen to the mission feel a little embarrassed.
Seeing that the wizard couldn't help but turn around and glance at his somewhat messy bed before leaving, old Aslan shook his head and simply waved his wand to hide the bed.
Then, he frowned and paced back and forth in the tent.
"Something must have happened in the north."
Old Aslan said secretly in his heart.
But what happened? As soon as he started thinking about this issue, he immediately felt that the uneasiness in his heart became more intense.
And obviously, if so many living corpses can be made to kneel down automatically, what happened there is definitely not a trivial matter. In order to maximize the life safety of the group of alumni who followed him, it should be necessary to be ready to evacuate at any time.
But the problem is that if they immediately retreat as soon as they encounter possible danger, then what is the point of taking the risk and coming here
While he was thinking and weighing, he suddenly heard another set of footsteps approaching from far away, and he hurried over here.
"Old Sir," soon a wizard who was responsible for guarding the camp entrance opened the tent entrance curtain and said, "We saw Mr. Weasley coming, you know - with his fire dragon. "
When old Aslan heard this, he immediately frowned and nodded.
"It seems that the same situation has happened to the living corpse group in the south... Well, I understand, please invite him over... Forget it, I'll go out!"
He looked at the messy tent, then walked towards the door, and left together with the wizard who came to inform him.
However, even though the tent was very crude, the camp built on the high ground was already quite decent. It's just that most people have just left here and gone to the southern hillside, and the camp seems a little quiet.
Old Aslan stood by the large extinguished bonfire in the middle, looked up, and happened to see Charlie riding the fire dragon Norberta and landing in the open space outside the camp.
Because not long ago, Charlie was working with this group of alumni. He even helped when they came here to set up the camp, and everyone seemed to be very familiar with him. After saying hello to several wizards at the entrance, he walked through the door and headed straight towards old Aslan.
"Mr. Weasley," the old wizard stepped forward and asked immediately, "Where is Kate? How is she?"
Ms. Statham, who had followed Charlie before, was after all the granddaughter of the old wizard. Seeing that she was not with Charlie now, she suddenly became a little worried.
"Oh, it's okay. She stayed in Weymouth for the time being. I didn't let her come with me this time." Charlie said, "After all, the reason for the abnormality of the living corpse group this time is still unclear."
"Well, it's fine." Old Aslan nodded slightly, and then turned around and said, "So, the same thing happened near your Weymouth camp?"
When Charlie heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head.
"Actually, what I saw along the way was almost the same scene... It seems that the place where the problem occurred is further north."
"Then... do you plan to continue going north?" Old Aslan said, then thought about it, and then couldn't help but add, "Or are you planning to go back to Hogwarts to have a look?"
"Actually, I really wanted to take a look at it myself, but before I set off from Weymouth, Percy told me to stop here. Oh, I seem to have forgotten - Percy is my brother, and currently He's the acting commander of Weymouth Camp—I have to listen to him now."
"Your brother is right. In this situation, it's better to be careful!"
Aslan said, he looked back to the north. Unfortunately, the fog blocked his sight, preventing him from seeing anything of reference significance.
After a short pause, he turned around and continued:
"So, I think you should be returning to Weymouth soon this time... By the way, give me a message! Tell your brother, we are here, and if anything changes, I will have someone tell you immediately The news got through.”
"Okay," Charlie nodded, "Old Sir, you should be more careful here... Unexpectedly, the north, which was thought to be relatively safe, now seems to have greater hidden dangers. I will go back as soon as possible. After discussing with Percy, Weymouth has received a new batch of reinforcements recently, and we might be able to send some manpower here to strengthen the defense."
"That's good news."
Old Aslan smiled, but the smile didn't stay on his face for too long, but suddenly turned solemn again - at that moment, he suddenly turned his head again, and looked towards the north of the camp again with Charlie. Sky.