Chapter 1564: Do it well

"Don't panic, the enemy is still a long way from us! Don't pack anything in the camp, all the Phantom will retreat ..."
With regard to the approaching speed of the mist in the west, it is obviously too late to count the number of people.
Maca mingled among the volunteers and ran out of the tent, watching the crowd disappear under the order of Hermione or with a companion, or disappeared in situ alone, and there seemed to be some confusion in a hurry.
Maybe it was Hermione's answer in the tent that worked before. At least those hot-blooded and unwilling volunteers didn't hesitate too much at this moment.
Of course, it could also be because of fear.
"what"
A horrible sound came from the crowd, and Maka turned his head to give a glimpse of a split accident involving a young witch while she was phantom-shifting.
In the immediate and depressing emergency evacuation process, her sudden scream suddenly affected several companions who were not firm enough, and within a few seconds, she made several similar accidents in succession.
When Maca saw this, Hermione's severely injured heart was finally about to begin.
"Don't worry! I said time is still plenty!"
After being surprised by the accident, Hermione's shouting spread through the open space in front of the camp. At the same time, she was rushed to treat the wounded who had been separated.
It is worth mentioning that Maca saw that Lola and her two friends who were good at healing also went to help.
Unfortunately, up to now, in fact, most of the volunteers have already been withdrawn, and they include two teams responsible for important materials. Without enough potions, it becomes the biggest problem.
"Don't be nervous! I will never leave you ..."
Hermione divided the remaining potions into several pieces, barely keeping the wounded from dying because of excessive bleeding. But even so, they can't return through Phantom Shaft, but someone needs to find a way to bring them back.
But in the end, there were not many volunteers who stayed with Hermione, because even if someone was ready to sacrifice, Hermione was mostly driven back because he did not need so many people.
Instead, Maca, because he just stood aside and said nothing, ended up staying very low-key.
"Myron?"
"Ok?"
Maca was not far away looking at the approaching fog, and suddenly heard someone calling him from behind him with a low, soft voice, Lola's voice.
"Oh, it's you! I always thought you didn't come to Faversham ..."
She was talking, and she heard the Auror, who had been with Hermione beside him, whispered:
"There are two brooms here. I suggest that the two return first with the two wounded, and the remaining two will be handed to us for transportation from the ground. Who wants to take a step?"
When Maca heard it, she seemed to remember something, and turned away suddenly.
"Lola, you take an injured person back!"
"Huh? Me?" Luo stunned before reacting to the surprise of Maca, "No, I ... I'd like to stay ..."
However, Maca didn't even listen to her. I saw that he walked directly to the Auror, reached out to take one of them, and then turned into Lola's arms.
"Come on! There's no time, hurry up!"
If Maca remembered it correctly, there were no survivors except Hermione in this accident in the mist.
Now, he himself has taken out a "death quota". And among the remaining volunteers ... he and the inward-looking witch named Lola were more or less acquainted with each other, and if they could help, let's help them!
Of course, it must be under the premise allowed by the rules of time.
"Don't hold your back!"
Marka looked at the tangled Lola holding the broom, and immediately reached out and grabbed the broom to help her push between the two feet, and then a wave of the wand let one of the wounded people drift to her side.
Before long, Lola took off almost halfway from Maca's half-urging and half-forcing, leaving with the other two in the direction of Canterbury.
"Oh! You looked handsome just now! When I go back later ... I personally think I can look forward to it ... alas!"
It must be said that in the face of crisis, some people will be scared and some will be panic, but there will also be a kind of person who will become desperate after experiencing extreme fear.
That's right, just like the injured patient that Maca was in charge of, he has just had a split accident in Phantom Dislocation because of uneasiness. Now that he has been injured, he can't even go back, but it seems to be seen Everything was so thoroughly let go.
At this moment, she even had a mood to joke with Maca.
However, whether she is numb to fear and pressure or has really seen her life and death, it is obviously not the time to say these gossips.
Maca reached out and touched gently near her unhealed wound. When she was in pain and grinning for a while, she cast a floatation spell to float her up. Hurry up, just do n’t get caught up in the fog "
At the order of Hermione on the other side, the only volunteers, each with their injuries, bypassed the camp and started on the road towards Spiral Town.
Before and after the troop carrying the wounded, one person each held a wand to stay alert.
Maca walked in the middle of the team and walked silently for a while, and then could not help whispering: "The reality is not as romantic as you think ... After all, there is no such thing as" going back. "
"what?"
Because the voice was too low, even the injured patient who was floating nearby didn't hear clearly, and Maca obviously didn't have the interest to repeat what he said.
"Nothing, I'm just talking to myself."
"Oh"
The other side was wondering, but suddenly, she glanced back inadvertently, and then she suddenly lost her unnecessary gossip.
"Do you ... do you think ... the mist is approaching faster?"
"what?"
As soon as she reminded us, everyone looked back and saw that the shadow on the west became bigger and bigger under the night, as if the whole world would be swallowed up at any time.
Hermione frowned, then exclaimed:
"Hurry! Run!"
In fact, there is no need to say Hermione. When they saw the scene behind them, everyone spread their legs and ran hard. The night breeze was blowing, and it was a little bit cold on the body, but it was still less than the chill that came out of everyone's heart.
That's too late.