"laugh-"
"Bang!"
As a sharp silver light flashed through the camp, the command post tent that originally stood in the center of the camp and was taller than the other tents around it was split into two in an instant. The next moment, a large number of items that could be accommodated due to the traceless stretching spell were immediately thrown away. Tables, chairs, sofas, tapestries, flags and other sundries fell on the floor.
And right in the middle, five figures were divided into three parties, each standing silently. They were Harry holding a sword, Ginny holding his sleeve, Hermione with a worried look on her face, and Hermione raising her hand to support him. Her Sarah, and Maka, who stood alone a little further away with a wry smile on her face.
It is worth mentioning that on the ground in front of Harry, a long and straight sword mark appeared on the thick carpet originally laid on the floor of the tent. Looking at the dark slit under the sword mark, one can't even estimate how deep it is.
It was obvious that Harry was holding the sword in his hand right now. There was no need to say whose handiwork the deep sword mark on the ground was. Just looking at this hand, not only the sharpness of Gryffindor's sword, but also the strength that Harry gained from fighting the devil on the other side during this period of time can be seen immediately.
But it's also worth mentioning that Bill's hard work in running the Granger camp was finally revealed at this time.
As soon as the mess was completely settled around them, and the five people at the scene were still in a stalemate, a group of defense forces from the camp immediately arrived in an organized manner.
Most of these wizards seemed to be well-trained, and they arrived in a very timely manner. I believe that Bill had practiced regularly. This was obviously not the result of Mrs. Maxim who had just come to take over recently!
It's a pity that even if they have been practicing for the raid that may come at any time, they never expected that such an unexpected scene would happen in the Granger camp.
For a moment, several teams of patrolling wizards who hurried over couldn't help but froze on the spot, not knowing what to do.
And soon, more people came, and gradually they formed a chaotic circle around the place.
However, even though more and more people were watching, the atmosphere at the scene never changed, and even seemed to become more solemn. Anyone with a discerning eye can easily see that Maka and the sword-wielding Harry are confronting each other right now. No matter what happens between the two parties, the current situation of conflict and contradiction is always unquestionable.
The power of the previous sword was still clearly discernible even though most of the others were still in their respective tents when the conflict occurred. The astonishing sharpness almost made everyone in the camp tense up. This was one of the reasons why many people hurried out in their pajamas and nightgowns to see what was going on.
At this moment, more and more people were gathering, but no one dared to speak, let alone get close.
"…Harry."
In the end, it was Maka who took the initiative to break this strange silence.
"Do you really want to fight me?"
There is no doubt that Harry's sword strike just now was definitely serious, and the deep sword mark on the ground can prove this.
However, after slashing the sword once, Harry did not swing the second sword after all. Of course it wasn't because Ginny subconsciously ran forward and grabbed his sleeve - if he was determined to continue taking action, she would definitely not be able to stop him just by pulling on her sleeve.
Probably, after slashing the sword with excitement, even Harry himself was so shocked by his own actions that he didn't know what to do next!
After all, he was facing Maka!
Even though this may not be called the "first time", in front of Maka, who really stood there with her true colors this time, she only relied on the impulse she had accumulated before and swung a sword in anger, attacking Harry. I'm afraid I've reached my limit.
However, Harry still did not answer Maka's question. He just let Ginny pull his sleeve, the sword in his hand was still half raised, motionless as if frozen in place. Only those eyes were slightly separated from Maka's, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
However, in fact, not only Ginny, but Hermione... and even Maka across from him were all "old friends" who knew a lot about Harry. Others may not know what Harry is thinking, but don't they know it yet
In a situation like this where the gazes were slightly misaligned but still stubbornly maintained, Harry was basically "having trouble" again. Scenes like this have happened many times in Hogwarts before. Even though Harry has grown completely in all aspects, small details like this will not change.
After all, at the end of the day, we were all close friends who talked about everything!
"Harry... let's talk about it! I can... I can feel that this is really Maka - the Maka we have always trusted, the one who is our best friend and most respected teacher. Maka!"
There was still a slight hesitation even in her words, but Hermione's actions at this moment were unusually firm. After she left Sarah who was supporting her, she walked straight to Harry, grabbed his hand holding the sword, and pressed it down little by little.
In any case, Harry should not have started fighting with Maka here, let alone exposed this scene in front of so many wizards and Muggles present. Doing so will not bring any benefit to emotions or reasons, and will instead create a series of consequences.
Harry still didn't speak, but under Hermione's action, he slowly lowered his sword hand.
"Maka," Hermione called back, nodding slightly towards the figure a little further away, "Let's go back first. There are still some unfinished things to talk about... Let's talk about it later!"
"Alas!" Maka also nodded and sighed slightly, "That's it!"
As soon as the words fell, Hermione and Ginny immediately dragged Harry aside. Upon seeing this, the crowd that had been surrounding them immediately moved out of the way and watched silently as the three people left here step by step and disappeared behind the tent a little further away.
After a few seconds of silence, a tall figure walked out of the crowd and was the first to come to Maka in the field.
"Mr. MacLean, this was—"
"It's nothing, Mrs. Maxim." Maka shook her head, looking at the mess in front of her, and said casually, "Now that disaster is getting closer and closer, some differences will always appear - just like your union Even if the direction is the same as that of the four major families, the actual approach will eventually differ due to stance or various other factors. But no matter what, as long as you always hold on to the same will, you will definitely not go wrong. Of...you said, isn’t it?”
After leaving these words, Maka took Sarah and left. Behind him, no movement was seen from him. The central tent that was destroyed by Harry's sword began to gather and repair silently, and soon returned to its original appearance.