In fact, many people have discovered that the strange gray fog that has shrouded the British land for a long time seems to be slowly beginning to dissipate.
However, this is by no means as simple as the arrival of a demon.
With the number of demons, even if they need to use a large amount of fog as a medium when they come, the amount of fog they extract is far from enough compared to the entire UK!
But of course, among the people who have observed that the fog is getting thinner, there are obviously not enough people who have the energy to delve deeper into this.
Yes, for example... these wizards hurriedly defended themselves against the intruders at the defense line outside the Weymouth camp.
"Continue to increase the firepower! Keep the rhythm and don't stop. If you can't hold on, don't hold on. Immediately step back and rest to recover your strength. Those who have recovered will immediately find the open space and take turns to make up for it!"
Percy stood at the back and commanded loudly, waving his wand from time to time to cast spells to support the weakest points in the defense line.
And relying on the gravity trap left by Hermione, this sudden wave of raids was finally temporarily withstood.
Those evolved speed zombies are really difficult to deal with. Without this gravity wall to stop them, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Maybe, most of them wouldn't even be able to escape—even if there was a port on the other side of the camp and they could apparate outside the fog.
But now, the problem has not been completely solved. Since a large number of living corpses were crushed to the ground by the rules of gravity, there was no time to clear them away. Even though Percy kept reminding everyone to speed up as much as possible, the living corpses continued to pile up in front of the defense line.
The higher you go and the farther away you are from the regular runes, the smaller the increase in gravity will be. If they were stacked to a certain height, those agile speed zombies might be able to rush over from the top directly on their companions' bodies!
"Mr. Weasley, when will the head of the Blois family come over? We here... don't know when we will be unable to resist."
A wizard who had retreated from the front line to take a rest walked up to Percy and couldn't help but ask.
"Well, I think it should be soon."
Percy said this with a rather confident tone, as if he was very sure that Willy's father would personally come to support him.
But in fact, he had no idea whether Mr. Blois would come or not.
The roars of the zombies outside the defense line became more and more harsh.
…
"Madam, there is an urgent message from Mr. Percy Weasley from Weymouth Camp!"
While Percy was on the defensive line desperately shouting for more firepower, but still worried in his heart, the letter that he was unable to write finally arrived on the desk of the principal's office at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
At this moment, Madame Maxime happened to be thinking about how to formally bring the Blois family into their resistance alliance.
Seeing the letter with a piece of red ribbon attached to it placed on the table, Maxim couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. However, she didn't show too much surprise. She just nodded at the Beauxbatons administrator who delivered the letter. After watching the other person leave, she hurriedly picked up her wand and applied a little bit to the wax seal of the letter.
"Chi—"
The envelope was instantly reduced to ashes in a plume of smoke, and the letter paper unfolded automatically, revealing a rather brief text full of anxiety.
"... 'As the first step in resisting Herbo, it is also the last step that we can't retreat from - we must keep the Weymouth camp no matter what. If necessary, we can borrow Maca's name.'"
In fact, just by reading these last two sentences, you can know how bad the situation at Weymouth Camp will be. Maxim chewed secretly in his heart, knowing that what Percy said was very reasonable.
Yes, since she and Hermione had established a resistance alliance, the ideas they held when establishing the alliance naturally became the bottom line for what they did.
Camp Granger and Camp Weymouth on both sides of the English Channel are symbols of the Alliance's march towards the UK occupied by Haierbo, and they are also the basis for their ability to lead the Alliance and obtain continued support from member forces.
If the Weymouth camp is abandoned and Hermione is not here now, then she, the "founder" who is not strong enough to suppress all the members, will probably be banned sooner or later.
Even if Mr. Blois were here, it would be useless for this kind of thing.
only…
"In the name of Mr. Maclean?" Maxim looked at the last line and frowned slightly. "Is this Mr. Weasley trying to trick the head of the Blois family into going to Weymouth?"
Although the premise of "if necessary" was written in the letter, it was not that Percy didn't know that she had hit a snag with Mr. Blois not long ago.
And since Percy made such a "suggestion", it was obvious that he wanted her to find a way to deceive Willie's father first.
"Speaking of which... is Percy Weasley very familiar with the head of the Blois family?"
Maxim thought for a while, but he was guessing whether Percy could convince Mr. Blois in person. After all, when they and Maka were still together, the Blois father and daughter and the old housekeeper often talked to them. Act together.
It's a pity that, let alone Willy, at least her father, Mr. Blois, has always only paid for Maka's account. This was the case in the past, and now... maybe the trust is not as good as before, but I'm afraid it's still the case.
Obviously, Percy and Mr. Blois don't have much of a relationship! If he could convince the latter, there would be no need for Maxim to trick him into going to Weymouth first.
"All right!"
Maxim, who had also hoped to bring Mr. Blois himself into the group, finally nodded, stood up and walked towards the door of the office.
"What should I say? Well... I remember Mr. Blois mentioned that Mr. Maclean should still be at Hogwarts. In this case... just say that Maclean summoned us to remind us to defend Weymouth! After all, I don't Even if you know MacLean, speaking too directly will only make people suspicious... "
She muttered this and walked quickly to the room where the Blois and his daughter were staying. After going down the stairs and turning a few corners, we soon arrived at the door of Willy's father's room.
At this moment, Willy was still tending the flowers and plants in the front garden as usual, and was definitely not in her father's room, which also eliminated at least half the possibility of her lies being exposed.
After all, even Maxim knew that Willie knew Maka far better than her father did.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
"Please come in."
However, as the door opened, Maxim saw that Mr. Blois was not alone.