Chapter 1512: Reason and Sensibility

"Hermione, the situation on the front line ... doesn't seem great!"
It was not known whether Lupin had given up the idea of ​​concealing the fighting situation to the children after Harry had been acquiesced to the battlefield, and Ron easily took back the information overheard in the lobby of the new Ministry of Magic.
But think about it, it is obviously meaningless to hide things in front of children. It might as well be said that if Hermione had any misunderstandings, they would be more likely to cause more trouble.
"Not good? Harry? Is Harry okay?"
As soon as Hermione heard Ron's words, Ginny couldn't help asking it before she could speak. However, Ron only shook his head and said:
"I don't know, no one mentioned Harry's situation ... but if it was him, it should be fine! But, Harry's condition is left aside, the overall situation on the front line battlefield seems very bad ... The team was repeatedly forced to retreat, and before I returned, I heard that the Corps of Zombies had broken through Dartford! "
"Dartford ... in other words, has it already been one-third of the way so fast?" Hermione heard it, immediately said in a heavy tone, "then ... who is responsible for evacuating the people? There is an army ... where have they been? "
"Uh," Ron heard Hermione asking about it, paused a bit, "Dartford, along the Watling Highway between Dartford and Rochester ..."
"Already caught up?"
Ron couldn't help sighing when Hermione's eyes were astonished.
"To be precise, when the live corps completely broke through the defense team's defense line and arrived in the city of Dartford, the migration of our evacuation unit and the Muggle military was only halfway done. The number of people is still far less than that of the frontline Qing Qing team, so they can only withdraw from the city and go to the follow-up cities where the live corpse has not yet extended. "
"Half the population of Dartford ... was abandoned?"
If it was just the sacrifice that appeared in the team, although it was also deeply saddened, Hermione could barely accept the reality that people are dying. Today, even innocent Muggles in half of the cities have lost their lives. Such a thing can never be called a "sacrifice".
"... Hermione?"
Seeing that she was in a wrong state, Ron called her quickly, but saw that she finally shook her head slightly after taking a deep breath.
"Rest assured, I'm fine."
Having said that, Hermione lowered her eyes and whispered softly:
"The frontline has been gone by Harry on our behalf, and all we can do is hurry up and contribute more to the defense of Spiral Town."
The words fell slightly, and she saw that she still pursed her lips after all, picked up the magic slate that had just been set aside because of Ron's return, and continued to sculpt.
In fact, everyone at the scene could feel it right now, and what Hermione wanted to do at the moment was clearly to go out and help like Harry.
Whether blocking the enemy group at the front or assisting in the evacuation at the rear, she will certainly be more at ease than shrinking her head and burying herself in the carved stone slabs. But if you calm down and think about it, even if you count them all, it will be nothing more than a waste of money for the collapsed front line.
While staying here to silently strengthen the defense of Spiral Township is both inconspicuous and disturbing, what they do may actually play a greater role in the future.
In its current form, Spiral Town will probably soon become the last line of defense against the army of living corpses.
However, Hermione might be able to suppress her uneasiness and tell herself that she must not be emotional. Because of these various experiences over the years, she fully understood the disadvantages of hot head.
However, Ginny, who was purely worried about her boyfriend Harry, could not bear it anymore after hearing Ron's mention of the frontline battle.
It must be said that she actually tried her best to keep herself from being impulsive. It's just a pity that the thought of Harry is very likely to be in danger, she can't calm down.
"I'm going"
"Ginny!"
Just as Ginny Teng stood up and seemed to want to say something, Neville, still dazed at the long parchment, suddenly threw the quill in his hand back into the ink bottle.
"Ginny, let's go! Let me help you see Harry's situation"
"Neville?"
When Ginny suddenly said that he was going to see Harry on her behalf, Ginny couldn't help it. And just when she hadn't returned to God, she saw Neville looking at Hannah, who was not far away from her words.
"... Hanna, can you?"
"Uh."
Hannah, who had always had no idea, was immediately asked by Neville.
Needless to say, she naturally didn't want Neville to go out to take risks, but she had a gentle nature, and she didn't seem to want to become a girl who would prevent her boyfriend from doing things.
"Then ... well."
Watching Hanna slowly nodded her head, Neville was about to throw the parchment roll in his hand, and in a blink of an eye passed by Ginny, who was hesitant, and headed for the stairs.
"Neville!"
Ginny could not help but called him when she saw this. But she also understood that Neville would definitely be more suitable than her if she had to get another person to the front line ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Hermione? "
She stood stunned, looking back subconsciously at Hermione's silently carved slate, but the other person just shook her head with her eyes down.
What that meant was, of course, no more clear than Neville's decision whether to leave it or not, her Ginny Weasley could never go to the front line to make a mess.
Yes, it's hard to hear, but it's "chaotic".
"... Neville? You are in a hurry, where is this going?"
As the remaining friends in the underground corridor closed their mouths one by one, and only the sound of Neville's distant footsteps echoed in the corridor, a familiar voice suddenly came from the stairs.
At that moment, everyone hurriedly turned their eyes to the other side of the corridor.
"Maca? You ... you're here!"
That's right, you can see that the person who stood in front of Neville who was about to step on the stone steps was the slightly thin but reassuring figure of Maca.
"Well," Maca, who just came down, looked at Neville a little, then raised her eyebrows. "Why, the five-foot experience is finished? Let's take a look now!"
With that said, even when Macaden passed by Neville, he went straight to the observation room.
"What's wrong? Come here!"
Seeing that Neville wasn't sure where to go in the place, Makar turned back immediately and waved his head. Suddenly, Neville, who did not dare to disobey Maca's words, had to raise his leg honestly to follow him.
"What's the matter? Face each one bitterly ... Oh, are you making slate ..." Maca said as she walked inside, smiling slightly.