"...Has the third team of choir wizards also landed? I understand. Then notify Miss Carolina Viseu immediately and ask her to be prepared to respond. Once the choir team is in place, we will all go together. It’s time to capture the Lochindorb Castle—the protective magic and hiding spell attached to that castle have not expired yet, so it is a rare choice for a stronghold. If we capture it, the defense line will be stable.”
In the largest room on the second floor of the temporary command post, Hermione was flipping through stacks of intelligence documents while issuing the latest command orders to the battlefield liaison officer standing in front of the table without raising her head.
It must be said that she has obviously gradually become accustomed to this kind of work. Although the responsibility is heavy and the pressure on her shoulders will definitely not be small, she does a good job.
This is easily seen from the fact that most of the people she gives orders to are very cooperative.
"Understood, Miss Granger, I'll go there now." The liaison wizard finally said.
"There is still time, you can rest downstairs for ten minutes before leaving... Also," at this point, she raised her head and said, "remember to pay attention to safety when you are on the way."
"thanks, I will."
After the liaison wizard responded, he turned around and left from the door. Seeing this, Hermione leaned forward again and returned her attention to the various new and old intelligence materials on the table.
News from the front lines or landing ports on the east coast is actually not too frequent at the moment. At least the temporary headquarters office where Hermione is located is obviously not busy.
After all, even now, long-distance message transmission in this disaster area is still a problem with extremely limited solutions.
After another moment, Hermione heard footsteps coming from the door again. It sounded like there were three people.
"Have the additional fortifications on the north side been completed? Thank you for your hard work. Please sit down for a moment! I will be able to finish this little thing at hand soon..."
There is usually only one liaison officer who comes to deliver intelligence and listen to the latest orders, and with the current frequency, the chance of even two liaison officers meeting together is extremely small, let alone three people appearing here together. So she knew that most of the people coming were from Hogsmeade.
And since the work of adding defenses to the north was almost completed, she blurted out this without even thinking about it.
However, this time Hermione guessed wrong.
"An enemy slipped through the fortifications, which delayed a bit of time, so it probably won't be completed before dinner today. But I'm not here to report on the work. After all, defense matters are not my responsibility... I just brought an acquaintance here for you!"
"Professor Lupin? Oh, who did you bring me—"
Hearing this, Hermione raised her head with a smile, but was stunned when she saw John next to her.
"Mr. Stewart?" She said with the same surprise.
"Hey, Miss Granger," John, who was brought here like a prisoner by Lupin and the strong Yegor, said with a bitter smile at her, "We meet again. ”
"Please forgive me for being rude, but," Hermione said, "I thought it might be a while before we could see each other again. I didn't expect... Did you encounter another accident in the United States?"
"Oh, I couldn't return to the United States." John still shook his head with a wry smile, "In fact, I can't even be considered as having walked out of this disaster area."
"What on earth happened?"
After hearing what John said, Hermione realized that the matter might be serious.
At that time, they separated only when there was no longer any danger. She, Harry and others headed east across the channel to the Netherlands, while John walked southeast to reach the shortest distance to the coastline, left the cloud range and apparated back to America. —That was in the southeastern coastal area of the disaster area that had been cleaned up by Rebes's kin so that not even a single enemy could be found. No matter how you thought about it, it was impossible to encounter any trouble.
In fact, Hermione and the others left without anything happening. How could it be that at a place less than 10 miles away from her at that time, John would encounter an unexpected event that would trap him in the disaster area until now
However, when Hermione asked about the specific situation, John turned his head and glanced hesitantly.
It can be seen that Yegor, who had followed him and Lupin all the way here, is still standing on the side of the door and watching quietly with interest. Seeing John turn around, he smiled at him.
"Oh! Is this something I can't hear? Sorry, sorry, I'm going out right now!"
The big man Yegor, who seemed to have taken a moment to react, smiled and patted the back of his head, then looked at John again, and then took the initiative to retreat from the door. Before leaving, he closed the door very thoughtfully.
Lu Ping cast one casually, then turned around and frowned slightly:
"Most of the people in the Matuseyevich family have a somewhat inconsistent attitude, and their behavior is often inconsistent. You'd better pay more attention."
"Well, I know what I know." Hermione nodded, then turned to look at John again, "Professor Lupine is one of our own, you don't have to worry. So... can we talk now?"
"Of course," John glanced at Lupine, then collected his thoughts and said, "Actually... I met the second team sent by the 'family'."
"In the outer suburbs of London?" Hermione frowned suddenly.
"Yes," John said with the same frown, "Besides, they all looked a bit... 'not normal', so I didn't dare to take the initiative to contact them. However, their senses are very keen, so I just prepared to stay away. I made a plan, but they still discovered me. Fortunately, they seemed to have other things to do at the time, so they only sent two people to chase me. They chased me for a long time, but in the end I got rid of me."
"'Not normal'?" Hermione couldn't help but ask, "What kind of unusual method is it?"
"Well," John heard the words, pondered for a moment before hesitating, "Should I say... it's very similar to the Obscurus? No, I think maybe it's more similar to your companion Miss Geofein, but they The black fire mist that can be controlled is far from astonishing in terms of quality and quantity."
"Muran?"
The mention of the Obscurial caused Hermione to immediately recall many not-so-pleasant memories, which made her already frowning eyebrows frown even tighter.
"Mr. Stewart," she sighed, "you may have brought us extremely bad news!"