Chapter 1808: Don't want to die, don't move

The silver-gray bright moon is delicate and translucent under the night, even if there are some clouds passing by sometimes, it cannot block its luster.
The sea in the night was dark, but in the light of the moonlight, there was a sparkling wave.
However, this brilliance, which seems to be pouring silver, is still unable to penetrate the mist that envelopes the British land, and is blocked out by the students. In the fog, the night is deeper than the sea and darker than the night sky.
Safina followed a survivor team headed by the wizard in yellow robes, Bell, and a wizard and Muggle, walking slowly in the night mist with low visibility.
"We should be Weymouth ahead," Bell said, thinking ahead. "Don't worry, at least it's a safe area, and we can leave this ghost place soon."
Hurrying all the way, they are moving fast. Seeing that it was time to arrive at the destination soon, everyone discussed it and decided to give up camping overnight. They unanimously chose to go directly to Weymouth tonight.
Obviously, everyone can't wait until now.
However, because the tide of corpses has not yet arrived here, as Bell said, it is indeed safe. If it's just a little more time in the short period of night, theoretically there should be no problem.
After all, even if you decide to stay overnight before going out, sleeping in the wild does not seem to be a better choice.
"Miss Geoffin, when I was in Yeovil I seemed to hear Mr. Porter say that you would set up a camp in Weymouth. Is this true? If so, I would stay and help."
Walking along, Bell, who was walking in front, gradually came to Safina at the end of the team, and offered such a rare intention on his own initiative.
"Seriously, I would have died in Salisbury long ago without the benefactor's rescue. Now thinking about it, this life is not my own ... I don't know anything about this disaster The time can only end, and in order to get more people rescued, I hope I can do my part. "
The sorcerer named Bell is definitely a high-aware person. Otherwise, he would not have taken the lead to help those Muggle survivors in Salisbury, let alone come forward at the last moment of his escape. The companion stayed off.
Yes, maybe they can be regarded as Harry in this category, but Safina is definitely not included.
Hearing the other person's words, she was a little hesitant, but quickly shook her head.
"This is useless to you." Safina said casually. "In short, let's go back to Boothbatten first. If you still think so ... then talk to Miss Granger and talk to them. As far as I know, they are still understaffed, and she should not reject this proposal. "
Seeing that she wasn't interested in the subject, Bell couldn't help blinking, and didn't know what to say for a moment. After a little pause, he nodded a little bit to thank him, and then accelerated a few steps back to the front of the team.
When Safina saw this, she habitually supported her mask and muttered secretly in her heart:
"Are there still such sacrifice people now?"
In the case of Belle, she would definitely not make such a choice to sacrifice herself for self-improvement, but this does not prevent her from admiring those who can do it.
"Hmm ... maybe this set can be used in front of that Granger?"
The thought of returning to Boothbatten, she said that she had to face the situation of being blocked again. She had already begun to figure out whether she would sneak out like last time, or try to find a more legitimate reason.
Of course, anyway, Maca McLean must have found it for Ursula.
A few moments later, the pedestrians of Bell and Safina finally went along the road, almost touching the black and finishing the last section of the road. When the front bell approached and saw the word "Weymouth" on the street sign beside the road, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Finally somewhere."
But who knows, that is, after more than ten minutes, when they finally came near the port and started to pick the right ships, some people heard the engine sounds looming from the sea beyond the fog.
"Someone is here! Pay attention, look for shelter!"
Although it should not be an enemy from the sea, at least not a living body. But Bell thought for a while, but decided to let everyone hide first and wait to see the situation.
Not long after, the sound outside this sea port was getting closer and closer, and the movement became more and more noisy, and everyone even heard some human voices.
Suddenly, Safina glared, and ran out of a tree with surprise.
"Is Granger?"
Many things have been encountered in the fog these days. Although those incidents are not dangerous, but these fogs are enough for people to accumulate a lot of psychological pressure.
So when the found person seemed to have Hermione Granger in it, even Safina, who had no feelings for the other side, couldn't help feeling a touch of kindness.
"Come out! It's Booth Barton."
However, just as Safina shouted these words to Bell, they suddenly gave a warning sign.
She is also a descendant of Geoffrey's family. Even if she does not awaken the blood of the prophet like her sister, her bloodline will also give her a reminder to avoid the crisis when her life is in danger.
At that moment, at the same time, her heart fluttered, and she flew forward immediately. And in the next moment, a figure flew out of the fog behind her, and a small white hand took the place where she had just stood.
"Be careful! There are enemies!"
Being able to take a moment to yell when in danger ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is the limit that Safina can do for others. At the same time as she shouted, she rolled up and rushed forward, and the wand in her hand pointed back quickly, throwing a spell without looking.
Chimang appeared at first glance, being inconspicuous in the mist, and Safina didn't even know if her hastily launched attack was effective. But no matter what, it's definitely right to run.
"There! Come on, help!"
On the other side of the fog, Hermione's voice came faintly, apparently because she had found the target because of hearing Safina's shout. Immediately afterwards, Safina and Bell heard a lot of messy footsteps.
It seems that Hermione brought a lot of people this time.
No matter where those hands were found, at least Safina felt relieved.
But at this moment, a hand grabbed her back collar coldly, and then a magic wand immediately pressed against her neck, poking her into pain.
"Don't want to die ... just don't move."