"This matter is no longer something we can decide."
When he said these words, Bill's expression was not only disappointed, but also confused. When he didn't know what the right thing to do was, it was obvious that Mrs. Maxim was so bold that she seemed to be risking her life. No one is qualified to veto any approach.
Because of this, Bill and Fleur finally chose to give in and even gave up the command of the camp; and it seemed that it was out of similar thoughts that Hermione, who had returned from the second battlefield, had clearly learned about it from Ron and Ginny. When the general situation was reached, he did not immediately try to stop the other party.
Yes, Madame Maxime's plan is obviously beneficial in the overall situation! At this time when everyone is in danger, even if Maxim has his own selfish motives involved, such a powerful dose of inspiring medicine is indeed worth taking.
"I just don't know," Bill shook his head, and the confusion on his face became more intense at this time. "Is it too early to call for a counterattack now, or is it just right?"
As the president of the International Federation of Wizards, Maxim's influence on the wizarding people is undoubtedly great. In this regard, even the three major families cannot be compared. After all, the Federation was originally the "spokesperson" promoted by the four major families, including the Blois family. After so many years of keeping a low profile, not many people know their names.
Therefore, Mrs. Maxim's behavior this time was indeed a bit red-eyed in the eyes of a very few discerning people. But in fact, she wanted to use this funeral to promote the emotions of the public, and even most of the countries and members of the forces, and the success rate was quite high.
"Hermione...what do you think?"
After a moment of silence, Fleur replaced Bill, who felt powerless, and helped him ask the question that he wanted to ask but was unwilling to ask.
However, to be honest, Hermione was actually confused.
Especially after knowing a lot of truths that Bill didn't know, the confusion in her heart was far more than a small timing difference compared to the other party.
Hermione didn't answer quickly.
Sitting on the sofa opposite Bill, she finally lowered her head slightly after thinking for a long time and softly uttered this sentence -
"At least, I have no reason to stop her."
…
After several lives and deaths, it seemed that the friends who were about to say goodbye at any time were finally able to see each other again, but this rare reunion failed to brew too much joy.
From the old British disaster site to the second battlefield in Germany, and then to Camp Granger, everyone was obviously very tired, so even this relatively important conversation did not last long.
This is because this camp has been expanded many times since its establishment. Not only is the medical camp opposite specially used to house patients, there are also many spare tents in the main camp here. Even if there have been a lot of guests in recent days, it is more than enough to allocate some accommodation to Hermione and her group.
It must be said that the Traceless Stretch Spell is indeed one of the most practical spells among many modern spells.
But at this moment, even if there is finally such a safe environment that can make everyone who has been on high alert for a long time relax a little, whether it is the girls or the boys, the words among the friends are also Still not much.
"That matter" should have been discussed long ago, but almost everyone seemed to be completely resistant to it. Whether it was on the way back or now, they remained silent most of the time and refused to say anything.
But everyone actually knows that it is not okay to continue like this, especially now, Maxim will have a public funeral in the near future. Once the war intensifies and enters the stage of all-out combat, certain knots may never be resolved!
"Hiss...hoo!"
In the boys' tent, Neville, leaning over a chair with his elbows on his thighs, took a deep breath, and then exhaled it heavily.
"It's decided! Let's launch a counterattack! Although Mrs. Maxim's approach this time is indeed not commendable, as Hermione said, even we have no reason to stop it now. Moreover, in fact, Speaking of which... it's almost time, isn't it?"
Not far away, Ron, who was in the same tent, was already lying straight on a simple camp bed, his head resting on his arms and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Hearing Neville say this, he came to his senses slightly, but then shook his head.
"It's not that simple." Ron said, "Especially after people from the three major families take the initiative to get involved, even if we don't do anything, something will definitely happen... Is Maxim's plan frustrated? Or does something happen? What new changes? Or maybe... Oh, my brain hurts just thinking about it!"
Having said this, he couldn't help but scratch his scalp vigorously, and then continued:
"But I can think of all these things, and I bet Hermione must have already figured it out. Just looking at her like that, I'm worried that she will get into trouble again. Some things, being too deliberate will only bring more trouble to herself. trouble."
Even Neville didn't bother to ask specifically what "some things" meant - he knew exactly what Ron was referring to.
However, those words about Hermione's mood were not something that Neville could understand. Only Ron, who had been secretly paying attention to Hermione, could feel them.
"But that's right," at the end of the sentence, Ron suddenly smiled casually, patted his thigh lightly and said, "If you want to fight, then fight! Anyway, I don't care about any more parts missing from my body."
"Hey!" Neville shouted hurriedly after hearing this.
"Okay, okay! I was just joking." Ron waved his hand and said, "I know! Even if I don't care, you and everyone care about me! Even if I have to fight, I will be very careful. ’… Let me tell you secretly, I’m actually in terrible pain…”
Just when Ron finally started to chatter some gossip, Hermione and others, who were relatively more numerous, were still unusually quiet.
Speaking of which, if Safina, who originally cared the least about this, was still here, the atmosphere in the tent might not be so depressing, but she had already gone to find her sister after leaving the disaster area. . Meanwhile, the other Sarah, who didn't care much, was just carving her pile of alchemy dolls and didn't talk much at all.
Time passed little by little as everyone rested in silence. It wasn't until Fleur finished handling the outside affairs and finally came in with dinner that they realized that it was already dark.
Of course, at the same time, Fleur also brought a piece of news that made the atmosphere in the tent even more subtle, and it was hard to say whether it was good or bad news.
"The funeral will be held tomorrow!"