It's an explosion! It was another amazing explosion!
But why do you say "again"? That's because it's not the first time that at least some people have seen a huge explosion like this.
The dazzling flash of light was like the sun, the dust was rising like mushrooms, and even the sound seemed to be frightened, and it was late after a moment.
When the busy wizards in Granger's camp subconsciously dropped what they were doing and stared blankly across the strait, Hermione and others in the tent also hurried out. Looking at the small half of the mushroom cloud that was visible from such a distance, most of them were speechless.
Most of the wizards who can come here know this kind of terrifying weapon in the hands of Muggles, not to mention that they have even used it once before to deal with the Haierbo.
I just don’t know who it is this time... who unexpectedly shot another one in the coastal area of southern England.
"Fortunately... you have all replied..."
Bill, who was standing at the back, said this, but he couldn't finish the sentence because he soon realized that there was still a Ron over there that he hadn't found yet!
And when they heard him stop speaking midway, everyone had obviously thought of this, and they were all startled.
Fortunately, Harry, who had already seen it once with his own eyes, was relatively calm. After taking a rough look at the direction, he quickly waved his hand and reminded:
"Looking at the direction, the explosion location should be just near Poole. If Ron... is still alive, at least it is unlikely to be there."
"Well," Hermione couldn't help but nodded when she heard this, "Indeed... In fact, what I want to know more now is, 'who' did this?"
"Who knows?" Sirius frowned not far away, "However, since this happened not long after you just left the UK, can we think that the other party at least confirmed it? Wouldn't you act after it affects you?"
It is actually natural for Sirius to think this way - Muggles currently do not have any good means of dealing with those living corpses, so so far, they have basically relied on the power of the wizarding world to resist this disaster.
But now, not only has Britain completely fallen, the disaster has even extended to Denmark and the Netherlands. With everyone in many European countries feeling in danger, it was certainly difficult for the Muggles to suppress their panic.
However, not only wizards are wary of nuclear bombs, but even Muggles themselves dare not use them easily. I don’t know what the Muggles who made such a decision were feeling after this one was dropped on the British land.
Hermione, who was born as a Muggle, thought so in her heart, and then shook her head, putting these thoughts that actually had little basis back into her heart. And when she thought about it in another direction, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned her head and looked at Bill and said:
"Before, you mentioned that the team you sent found the location of the giant demon. Is it in that area?"
"Uh, pretty much the same." Bill nodded immediately.
"Then did you send this news out?" Hermione then asked.
When Bill heard this, he understood what Hermione was thinking, but he immediately shook his head and said:
"No," he said, "Normally, it would be sent to the rear. At least Madame Maxime's side and the Alliance's side would send reconnaissance information. However, this time the news had just arrived and there was no time to send it to the rear. deliver."
Having said this, Bill thought about it again, and then continued:
"However, in fact, during this period, other forces also dispatched reconnaissance teams of various sizes - they did not dare to enter the UK easily, but they still wandered around the surrounding waters a lot. The giant demon was too big Obviously, if you go near the coast, the possibility of being seen is not small."
"Um."
After hearing Bill's analysis, Hermione immediately fell into thinking again. After a moment, he turned around again and looked at the mushroom cloud in the distance that had been slightly deformed by the wind. His already frowned brows became even tighter.
"It should be fine this time. At least the other party obviously just wants to deal with demons or living corpses. The purpose is the same as ours. It's just that... we have to have a good communication with the Muggles. Otherwise, I feel that something will happen sooner or later. question."
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When Hermione finally began to think about the issue of comprehensive negotiation and cooperation between wizards and Muggles, the boat Ron was on was still sailing at a steady speed on the English Channel. As the ship passed by, it left a trail of white waves on the sea.
Of course he also saw the nuclear explosion just now, and he definitely saw it more clearly than Hermione and the others who were farther away. It's just that he doesn't know much about this dangerous weapon made by Muggles, and he doesn't have the same grasp of the situation behind the scenes as Hermione and Bill do, so his thinking is far less profound and broad than theirs.
While being surprised by the rising mushroom cloud and the distant explosion, he was stunned for a while, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he asked the twins sitting on the boat together. road:
"Then... is this why your master won't let me go back to the evacuation point?"
No wonder he thought of this almost subconsciously. After all, although the explosion was not located at the beach evacuation point, if he really returned along the original route, he would very likely pass by the explosion site.
However, the pair of living corpse siblings answered very quickly. The long-haired girl sitting on the bow of the boat shook her head decisively and said in a particularly candid manner:
"have no idea."
Regardless of whether it has anything to do with it or not, Ron is indeed very grateful to the completely invisible Master of Living Corpses - if he was affected by such a terrifying explosion, he would be a little scared just thinking about it.
Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but turn around and stopped looking at the mushroom cloud behind him. He just looked down at the ice coffin in front of him and said blankly:
"Maka... this world is becoming more and more scary! Tell me, why are you-"
At the end of muttering like this, he couldn't help but sigh heavily and began to feel more and more worried about the unknown future.
However, even though Ron was restless at the moment, the floating spell he maintained did not relax at all. In fact, with his strength, it has been very difficult to carry the ice coffin until now, but he still does not want the ice coffin containing Maka's body to fall to the ground.
In fact, even he himself didn't know why he was obsessed with this. Maybe he just subconsciously felt that if he put down the ice coffin, the fact that he would die to Maka would also be settled in his heart!
Obviously, he didn't want to admit this fact, not at all.