Chapter 1963: Can't wait for rescue

Maca won't be in touch with Percy-or it can even be said that he will not contact any of these friends until he achieves certain goals.
Aside from nothing else, just looking at him for this time, he has not actively made an appearance, and even drove Harry and Charlie back one after another ... Although it seems that no one understands his true thoughts and purpose, but To some extent, it seemed that he didn't want others to be involved in the disaster.
"... I don't even think he's likely to have any more contact with Mr. Weasley." Delphi looked at Mrs. Maxim, with a complex look, but she was very serious, "As far as the current situation comes, Look, if those at Weymouth were forced to abandon the camp and withdraw from Britain, I think he would be even happier! "
Delphi's questioning suddenly made Maxim feel a little speechless-it is clear that, no matter whether the other party's reason is good, a lie will always make the liar more guilty.
"This ... this I don't know."
Until then, Mr. Blois, sitting behind the desk, finally spoke again.
"Ma'am, don't worry, I don't think she's doubting you ... well, I thought about it, maybe someone in the matter is actually stumbling in secret, and deliberately sent you a fake message, trying to use your strength to lead me Go, lest you keep thinking about pulling me into your rebel alliance— "Blois said." Speaking of it, you didn't want me to attend the meeting before. Let's see some restless members of the alliance. Do you think you can check it? "
"Uh."
Honestly, Blois's speculation was not expected by Maxim, and, according to what she just said, Blois's inference is indeed impossible.
If the urgent letter sent by Percy had a special mark, as mentioned by Blois at this moment, Maxim Powell would have to worry about whether some people were secretly calculating.
However, it was indeed Percy Weasley who sent the letter!
"Well, okay! I'll investigate," I felt that I had no reason to continue to persuade the other party to Weymouth, and Maxim nodded. "So ... two, bother."
With that said, she finally turned around again, and was about to leave Blois' room with regrets-since there was no way to persuade the other party, it would be better to recall everyone in Weymouth Camp! It is better to reduce deaths and injuries early.
"Remember to send someone over there to see if a live corpse actually attacked the camp."
When she walked out of the room door, she heard Blois' "good intentions" reminder in the room behind her, and she heard a bitter smile.
However, after Mrs. Maxim's departure, there was a faint audible conversation again in the room where the door was closed again.
"Mr. Blois, do you really think it was the German Brandt who sent her a fake letter?" Delphi now sat down in a chair near the window and turned to look at Blois and asked. .
Seeing Delphi asking, Blois shook his head and said:
"It seems that the lady has already seen it ... Of course not, the Brandt's family can be considered an" old friendship "with my Blois family for many years, even if they really want to lead me away from Boothbatton This is a trick that can be pierced in a blink of an eye. So ... Weymouth was attacked, it should be true. "
"then you--"
Delphi heard a moment of confusion, but Blois quickly waved:
"I just don't want to go, and ... to be honest, I don't like the rebel alliance founded by Granger and Maxim. If this time can't support, then come back early! Who is doing this? all good."
Listening to these two sincere words from Blois, Delphi thought for a while, but just shut up his mouth without comment, and gave no further evaluation.
She just raised her hand slightly, and touched the "necklace" hanging on her chest across her clothes, her eyes gradually blurred.
...
The situation at Weymouth camp has become worse and worse. To make matters worse, it seems that many people are no longer optimistic about their actions.
Mr. Blois had no hope of them, Madame Maxim finally decided to give up, Maca never contacted them, and even Hermione and others left here.
In addition, the defense line became more tight and crumbling, and it was possible to be broken at any time. All kinds of situations seemed to urge Percy and warn him to withdraw to the Granger camp across the strait as soon as possible.
But Percy just didn't want to retreat!
In fact, Percy had been in command at Weymouth for longer than Hermione, who had officially established the camp. And he spent more energy here than anyone else.
Because of the mistakes he had made since he graduated from Hogwarts, he has relied on his own fruits, and his strength has retreated. I finally woke up some time ago, but because of the lack of strength, I couldn't even do something for my original atonement.
Until now, he finally recovered some of his ability to cast spells, and found the possibility to make himself capable here. Percy really put his body and mind into it.
That's right, in fact, it may be said that he has invested more in this plan against Haierbo than even Hermione before!
"Hold on! Let's work harder! Don't relax--"
At this point, Percy was no longer behind the line. Because more and more people need to rest, and vacancies on the defense line have also increased, he has taken the initiative to go to the first row.
Even if there is only one more person, as long as the corpse can be cleared faster, the line of defense can be longer. If Mr. Blois really can come, Percy hopes that the line of defense will at least be close to his arrival ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Bang! "
Several smashing spells together hit a speed corpse that climbed up to the corpse pile, knocking it out, and avoiding the possibility of it overturning into the camp. Followed by it, a large number of disappearing spells frequently fell to the ordinary living corpses suppressed and piled up by the gravity trap, reducing the height of the "live corpse wall" in front of them as much as possible.
Percy waved his wand hard, doing the same thing as everyone else.
A scene like this is constantly playing, repeating, and circulating around the defense line, but the high wall made of living corpses is still rising.
Percy knew that they were about to persevere, and ... seeing that Mr. Blois hadn't come yet, it was probably impossible.
"Withdraw! Withdraw! Leave the dock in an orderly manner ..."
In the end, Percy yelled hard:
"Abandon Weymouth!"