Chapter 1997 People Behind

Safina hoped that Ursula could go to a safer place, so that she could feel at ease—after finally saying goodbye to the ugly and mutilated body, she should enjoy the rest of her life.

But at the same time, she herself has to return to the most dangerous place, fighting to fulfill her promise and complete the deal.

Just like the mask she wore for her sister for more than ten years, so far, Safina's life has always been full of dead-end conflicting choices. However, maybe except for her sister Ursula, no one has the right to say anything about her... Oh no, in fact, even Ursula has already lost her stubbornness and persistence.

Of course, for a wizard like Safina who wanted to stay on the land of England to face the living corpses, she said more and less. Like her, everyone has their own reasons, big or small.

No matter what the reason is, their goals are the same in the face of the disaster.

However, apart from those strong men who still have the ability to go to the front line, there are actually many people who are silently watching all this from the rear.

Why did Hermione create the Resistance? In fact, the most important thing is to hope to use my own way to bring hope to those who are powerless but still eager to resist.

Because she knew that someone was still watching them, looking forward to it!

...

"jingle!"

The bell hanging on the door rang softly, announcing the arrival of another guest tonight... Aberforth was too lazy to count, because there were only so many people who came every day, and there were no outsiders here.

"A soda, with ice."

Lupine creaked on the wooden floor and walked to the table, took a seat beside Sirius, and waved casually at the long table behind which served as a bar.

Aberforth ignored him, because he only dealt with alcohol, but never sold soda alone-even if it was no longer in the Hog's Head, just the living room of an ordinary old house, his rules would not change.

"OK."

Apparently someone else was responsible for pouring Lupine's water.

After he finished speaking, he saw a pretty figure walking around behind Aberforth, carrying a glass to Lupine's side, and put the glass in front of him.

"Here, soda with ice."

"Thank you, Charlotte." Lupine nodded at her, took a sip from his glass, and then put the envelopes he brought together on the table, "This is this week's portion." ... There is one from Madame Maxime, which contains some important things, and I have read it before... Hey!"

Before he finished speaking, Sirius snatched the letter, he didn't stop him, he could only remind immediately:

"Don't worry about everything you see, remember to wait until you have seen everything!"

"What happened?" Hearing what Lupine said, Mrs. Weasley on the opposite side hurriedly asked, "The children... Are you all right?"

"And the 'children'! They've all grown up!" Mr. Weasley shook his head aside and said, "Don't even think about it, why we old guys can only sit here and read and send back from the front line news?"

"No matter what, they will always be my precious children in my heart!" Mrs. Weasley said loudly, glaring at him.

However,

During the moment when the Weasleys were bickering, the face of Sirius who was reading the letter changed again and again. And his change finally made everyone gradually quiet down.

"It's okay," Lupine waved his hand. "Although the letter mentioned that Harry and the others left Weymouth and disappeared for a while, they finally came back."

"Missing?"

Not long after, seeing Sirius finally finished reading the letter quickly, Mrs. Weasley snatched it from him again, and looked down with her husband.

"Oh, poor children, it's really hard for them...the damn Hai Erbo will die sooner or later!"

Mrs. Weasley cursed as she watched, as if she couldn't help but go to the front line at any time to fight with her children. But she is also very clear that now, they can only honestly retreat to the back, and it is lucky not to cause trouble to the children.

In fact, as the weekly news came back, everyone would gather here in Aberforth to discuss each other, be sad or angry or happy or lament. This scene was repeated every weekend, and Mrs. Weasley's tone probably didn't change much.

But today, the situation seems to be a little different.

"Wait," Sirius frowned slightly after reading the letter, and the doubts on his face became more and more intense, "There seems to be something wrong... Arthur, have you finished reading it? Let me read it again after reading it. "

"What's wrong?"

Hearing what Sirius said, Mr. Weasley immediately raised his head and glanced at him. Then, he and his wife looked at each other, and handed the letter back to Sirius.

After a while, Sirius, who reread the entire content of Mrs. Maxim's letter, couldn't help but frowned, and said with some hesitation:

"Maybe you don't know... But I have dealt with Maxim several times before, and I know some of her habits. In this letter, I can feel that her wording is a bit strange."

"where?"

Obviously, Lupine, who has always been cautious and sophisticated, read these letters more than once in advance, just to get more information from the limited contents of the letters.

After all, the party who wrote the letter will always subconsciously omit many details, and no one can write everything that happened in detail.

But for those of them who are forced to live in seclusion here, almost isolated from the outside world, even a little bit of information can let them know more about the situation outside.

You know, among the people who fought first, there are their children and descendants!

Seeing Sirius mentioning this, Lupine and him read the letter again and discussed with each other. Not long after, he couldn't help but nodded, and looked up at the others.

"Indeed, something is not quite right..." Lupine couldn't help saying seriously, "Madame Maxime, it seems that she deliberately concealed something from us... Especially in the second half, the content after Harry and the others went back is different from the previous one. Compared with it, it seems a little too brief, as if I want to finish writing as soon as possible."

"So, what happened?" Mr. Weasley couldn't help but feel suspicious when he heard them both say that, and he was even more worried in his heart, "Why don't you write a letter back immediately ... find someone else to ask for clarification?"