"Ron!"
Ron, who was sitting on the ground at the entrance of the tent with his head hanging in a daze, suddenly heard someone calling his name in front of him. He suddenly raised his head, but before he could see who it was, he saw that the other party had already taken a few strides to come to him. A pair of old and worn thick leather boots first caught his eye. eyes.
These were Charlie's boots, and there was no mistaking them from Ron - to work in a dragon farm, you first needed a pair of boots that were durable enough. In the past, Charlie had even shown him the marks on them that had been scorched by the breath of the baby dragons.
"Charlie... you're back."
Ron looked up at him, but for a moment he didn't know what to say... Especially when Ron saw the expression on his face, he didn't want to speak.
Obviously, Charlie already knew about Percy's tragic death.
After a brief pause, Ron pointed to the tent behind him, indicating that he could go in by himself—yes, if he wanted to "meet" Percy first.
Charlie hesitated at the door, and then walked in with an extremely heavy heart.
Who would have thought? Not long ago, the two brothers were discussing plans together, but just after returning from such a trip, the two of them were separated by life and death.
People often say that things are impermanent, but this change was too sudden, too drastic, and too cruel.
After a while, Charlie finally walked out again. But his eyes were faintly glowing with red, and veins appeared on his forehead, as if he was forcing himself to endure the emotions that were constantly tumbling in his chest.
If he had been present at the time, would the outcome have been completely different? Even if he and Norbert were added together, it would be impossible to stop the invasion of living corpses, but at least he could lead Percy away from the battlefield at the most critical moment, right
"Charlie," Ron spoke softly again after hearing his footsteps reaching the door of the tent next to him, "We decided to fulfill Percy's last wish, recapture Devonshire, and then hold his funeral at the Burrow."
"Recapture Devon? Percy's last wish?" Charlie couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded with some clarity, "No wonder... No wonder he insists on staying in Weymouth, so that's it."
After a moment of confusion, Charlie looked around, then said again:
"Where's Ginny? Is she okay?"
"Harry is accompanying her!" Ron tilted his head towards the tent on the other side, "With Harry here, nothing will happen, so let's not disturb them yet."
"Um."
After responding, Charlie finally fell silent. The two of them were seen standing and sitting at the door, their heads a little empty, as if there were a few gears in their heads that were stuck by something, and they couldn't turn.
After being so quiet for a while, another thing that he had almost forgotten because of the news of Percy's death suddenly popped up in Charlie's mind that had been inexplicably blank for a while, making him startled.
"Ah! By the way... I have to pick up a group of people. They are still waiting for me right now!" Charlie said quickly, "Ron, where is Bill? He is the person in charge here. This matter I have to tell him."
"Did you bring anyone else with you?"
"Yes! It's the previous batch of alumni who moved out of Hogwarts... and their new foothold was also invaded by living zombies." Charlie explained briefly.
After hearing this, Ron nodded immediately, and then stretched out his hand to point to the hillside on the other side: "Bill, it must still be over there in the injured area, but I don't know which first aid tent it is in."
"Okay, I'll go look for it."
Before he finished speaking, Charlie immediately left Ron's side and hurried to the entrance of the camp again. Ron watched him walk away quickly until he was out of sight, then he stood up on his knees and walked step by step towards the big tent on the other side.
Hermione and the others are currently making new rune cards inside, preparing for their return to England. He had almost had enough of being alone here and wanted to see if there was anything he could do to help.
…
I have to say, it’s really hard to find where Bill is.
When Charlie went to the camp where the wounded were placed, and after searching and asking questions for more than ten minutes, he began to wonder whether he should go to the small forest before to pick everyone up before talking, he finally bumped into a man who was coming from Bill emerged from the small tent.
"Bill?"
When Charlie saw Bill, he also saw that Bill was still holding several potion bottles in his hand and gesticulating back and forth. He seemed to be studying the ratio of potions while walking, and he seemed to be busy as if every second counted.
"Huh?" Hearing the familiar voice, Bill took his eyes away from the potion bottle and turned to look at Charlie on the side of the tent, "Oh, you're here...have you visited Percy?"
"Uh... yes."
When he mentioned Percy, Charlie suddenly felt sad again.
However, the matter of the group of alumni temporarily hiding in the woods is also a matter of life. It's just that I didn't remember it before, but now that I remembered it, I naturally wanted to pick them up safely as soon as possible.
"Bill, do you still remember the group of alumni who went to Hogwarts earlier? A lot of things happened one after another this time, and they can no longer stay in the north... I will talk about the details later. Now they are in a forest near Yeovil. Wait for me here, you... look, can you send some people out and join me to bring them to the Granger camp?"
"Oh?" Bill suddenly understood after hearing this, "That's it... The leader is an old Hufflepuff alumni named Aslan? Of course... Of course... But, it's hard for me to call out Someone has come to give it to you!”
As Bill spoke, he spread his hands towards the camp where the injured were gathered, and then said:
"Actually, if you want someone to help you, it's better to discuss it with Hermione and the others - or you can ask Hermione directly. She should be able to help with this kind of thing."
"Too."
Charlie said, but still hesitated.
To be honest, he really didn't want to disturb Hermione and the others right now. After all, what happened to Percy had just happened, and he felt that everyone must be feeling uncomfortable, and maybe they all needed some time to sort out their emotions.
Bill probably also quickly noticed Charlie's thoughts. He thought about it for a while, and then suddenly seemed to think of something again, and said:
"Oh, I suddenly remembered that there may be someone who is more suitable. You can go to her and give it a try. However, I can't guarantee that she will be willing to help."