Nowadays in the UK, it is actually very difficult to judge whether it will rain or not based on the weather. After all, no matter when and where, as long as you look up, you will definitely see lead clouds so thick that it seems like a heavy rain may fall at any time.
But at this moment, Hermione felt that the usually lifeless clouds above seemed to be hazy, and slightly different from usual.
And more importantly…
"call!"
Delphi, who was stepping on the back of the ice bird and waving her wand to attack the living corpse below, suddenly felt a strong gust of wind blowing from behind, blowing her hair that had been thrown behind her head as she was flying forward. It rolled back in an instant.
She paused the hand that was flicking the wand, turned her head slightly, and pushed the messy and wildly dancing hair in front of her eyes to one side with her backhand.
"got windy?"
Delphi glanced back subconsciously. The world between heaven and earth was still so gloomy, and it was indeed easy to think of the feeling before the rainstorm.
However, compared to Hermione at this time, Delphi, who was also looking at this scene, couldn't help but frown slightly.
To be honest, if it really rains, it will actually be very beneficial to her personally - with the overwhelming rain everywhere, the power of the cooling rules she is good at will naturally be more powerful. .
This is the case with ancient rule magic, because it is the ancient wizard who is trying to directly use the natural rules of the world to act. Sometimes the "face" of the world will have a great impact on the wizard's spellcasting.
However... If it was before going to London, Delphi might still be happy about this, but that may not be the case now. Because she still clearly remembered that among the high-level zombies she encountered around London at that time, there were guys who could control airflow.
Thinking of this, Delphi couldn't help but take a deep look at the eastern sky again. Above the endless army of living corpses, it was still gray, but I didn't see or sense anything noteworthy.
"I wish I was overthinking it!"
She muttered this in her mouth, but she couldn't help but secretly increase her vigilance in her heart - the previous trip made her confirm the existence of Haierbo in London. And since that despicable, cunning, extremely dangerous guy is in London... no matter what happens, it is possible.
Especially when that guy actually allowed himself to leave London safely and come back? This situation really made Delphi unable to stop thinking about it.
…
Probably no one would know what Delphi is thinking. At least even Luna, who has initially understood the rules of empathy, can hardly sense anything from her who masters one of the branches of the soul rules.
However, although Luna cannot know Delphi's thoughts, it does not prevent her from sensing certain emotions of other people.
In fact, given Luna's character, she would not take the initiative to explore other people's moods and thoughts. But now, she is actually like those born Legilimens. She cannot completely control this kind of peeking into other people's hearts.
Just like before, some superficial thoughts in Ron's mind had been mixed with some of his complex emotions, and naturally fell into Luna's mind.
But fortunately, this feeling that other people's thoughts often come into one's head, if placed on others, may make people upset or even driven into madness - this kind of thing has not happened in the history of magic - but Luna wasn't bothered by this.
"Ron... you seem to have any ideas? I think you can talk to Hermione after this battle. She is so smart and should give you some advice."
After such a reminder, Ron looked back and saw that Luna had stood up from the chair and ran towards the stairs with brisk steps.
It seemed that she was going to the attic to find Sarah - because after Safina and Neville went out to participate in the battle, Sarah was the only one left upstairs.
"Oh." Ron responded subconsciously.
On the other side, Luna, who had already run up the steps, waved to him again, and then trotted up with a "dong dong dong" sound.
On the top floor of the Burrow, in the attic.
The formation originally used to open the alchemical barrier has long since stopped functioning, and only a few alchemical symbols in the core are still emitting faint brilliance.
Since Sarah's alchemy barrier was not really broken by the living corpse, the alchemy array was not actually destroyed. Theoretically, as long as Sarah's mental strength recovers, she can rely on this formation to activate the alchemical barrier again to defend against enemies.
However, since the enemy this time is really not suitable for using alchemy to deal with, Sarah will probably not activate it again unless the stronghold is really about to be breached.
At this moment, Sarah was bored carving her doll again.
"Sarah."
Suddenly, a voice sounded suddenly from the other side of the door, but Sarah was not surprised.
"Um... Miss Lovegood, what's wrong?"
She asked casually while tapping gently with her small hammer, and the "tap-tap" sound slightly echoed in the attic.
Luna didn't pay attention and said casually:
"I had a few words with Ron in the living room downstairs before. Looking at his expression, I suddenly had some questions and wanted to ask someone."
"Really?" Sarah stopped for a moment, then patted the floor beside her, "Come and sit down! If you have anything to ask, you can tell me... But don't think that I know better if I live longer. , I have never figured out many things, so just don’t have too high expectations of me.”
"It's okay, it's okay," Luna heard, and immediately strode to her side and sat down unceremoniously, "I just want to hear other people's opinions... Oh, I mean... 'in the future'."
After sitting down next to Sarah and saying this first, she tilted her head and looked at the dim beam of light falling from the open trap door on the roof not far away, and added leisurely:
"I should have asked Maka this question, but... he seems to be very busy, and I can't disturb him."
Hearing Luna's words, Sarah on the side turned to look at her in surprise, but it was obvious that she had no intention of pursuing the matter further.
Sarah quickly lowered her head again, continued to knock on a puppet part in her hand, and said calmly:
"I'm not a prophet - I don't know exactly what will happen 'in the future'. And... maybe I don't really want to know."