In fact, many people have discovered that the strange gray fog that has enveloped the British land for a long time seems to be slowly dissipating.

However, this is not just the reason why a demon has descended.

With the number of demons, even if they need to evacuate a large area of fog as a medium when they come, the amount of fog they extract is far from enough for the whole of Britain!

But of course, among the people who observed that the fog was getting thinner, it was clear that they had not yet had the energy to delve into it.

Yes, for example...... The sorcerers who were scrambling to fend off the intrusive wizards on the defensive line outside Camp Weymouth.

"Keep up the fire! Keep the rhythm and don't stop - don't hold on to those who can't hold on, immediately retreat and rest to recover your strength, and if you have recovered, you will immediately find a vacant spot to rotate and fill it! ”

Percy stood behind and commanded loudly, and from time to time he waved his wand, casting spells to support the weakest points in the defensive line.

And relying on the gravity trap left by Hermione, this sudden raid was finally temporarily withheld.

Those evolved speed-type living corpses were too difficult to deal with, and if they hadn't been stopped by this gravity wall, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Perhaps most of them wouldn't even be able to escape—even if there was a harbor on the other side of the camp and they could apparition beyond the fog.

But now, the problem has not been completely solved. Due to the large number of living corpses being crushed to the ground under the influence of gravity rules, it was too late to remove them, and even though Percy kept reminding everyone to speed up as much as possible, the living corpses continued to pile up in front of the defensive line.

And the higher you go, the farther away from the regular rune, the smaller the increase in gravity will be. If they are stacked all the way to a certain height, those agile speed-type living corpses will probably be able to rush directly from the top of their companions' bodies!

"Mr. Weasley, when will the head of the Blois family come over? Our side...... I don't know when I won't be able to resist it. ”

A wizard who had retreated from the front line to take a break walked up to Percy and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, I think it's going to be soon."

Percy said this in a confident tone, as if he was sure that Willy's father would come to his aid.

But in fact, whether Mr. Blois would come or not, he had no idea whether he would have any idea.

The roars of the living corpses outside the line became more and more piercing.

……

"Ma'am, Mr. Percy Weasley of Camp Weymouth has sent an urgent letter!"

While Percy was desperately shouting more fire on the defensive line, but his heart was still worried, the letter that he couldn't write finally reached the desk in the headmaster's office of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

At this moment, Madame Maxime actually happened to be thinking about how to officially draw the Blois family into their rebellion alliance.

Seeing the letter with a red ribbon attached to it placed on the table, Maxim's heart jumped. However, she didn't show much surprise, but nodded at the Beauxbatons Administrator who had delivered the letter, and after watching the other party leave, she hurriedly picked up her wand and put a little on the wax seal of the letter.

"Uhhh

The envelope instantly turned to ashes in a wisp of green smoke, and the letter paper unfolded automatically, revealing a rather short, but anxious text.

"......' as the first step against Helmaugh, and the last step from which we have no choice - to keep Camp Weymouth no matter what. If necessary, you can borrow the name of Maca'. ”

In fact, just by looking at these last two sentences, you can know how bad the situation at Weymouth camp will be. Maxim chewed in his heart, knowing full well that Percy had a point.

Yes, since she and Hermione have established a rebellion alliance, the proposition they hold in founding the alliance has naturally become the bottom line of their work.

Camp Granger and Camp Weymouth on both sides of the English Channel symbolized the Alliance's march towards a Britain occupied by Helpo, and the foundation for their ability to lead the Alliance to the continued support of its members.

If all the Weymouth camps are abandoned, and Hermione is not there now, then she, the "founder", who is not strong enough to suppress all the members, will probably be banned sooner or later.

This kind of thing, even if Mr. Blois is there, is useless.

Merely......

"In Mr. McLean's name?" Maxim looked at the last line, frowned slightly, and said, "Is this Mr. Weasley meant...... Trying to trick the head of the Blois family into going to Weymouth? ”

Although the letter also stated the premise of "if necessary", it was not unaware that she had touched a nail on Mr. Blois's side not long ago.

And since Percy made such a "suggestion", it was obvious that she wanted her to find a way to deceive Willy's father first.

"Speaking of which...... Is Percy Weasley familiar with the head of the Blois family? ”

Maxim thought about it, but was wondering if Percy would have a way to convince Mr. Blois in person, after all, when they were still with Maca, the Blois father and daughter and the old butler often acted with them.

It's a pity, not to mention Willy, at least her father, Monsieur Blois, has always bought Maca's account alone—it was then, and it is now...... It may be a little bit less trusting than it used to be, but I'm afraid it's still the same.

Obviously, Percy and Mr. Blois don't have much to do with each other! If he could convince the latter, there would be no need for Maxim to trick him into going to Weymouth.

"Okay!"

Maxime, who had been hoping to bring Monsieur Blois himself into the group, finally nodded to himself, stood up and walked towards the door of his office.

"What to say? Well...... I remember Mr. Blois mentioning that Mr. McLean should still be at Hogwarts. In this case...... Let's just say that McKellen summoned us to defend Weymouth! After all, I don't know much about McLean, and it only makes people suspicious if I say it too directly......"

She muttered so, and walked briskly to the room where the Blois father and daughter had borrowed. After going down the stairs and turning a few corners, he soon reached the door of Willy's father's room.

At this time, Willy was still tending to the flowers and plants in the garden of the forecourt as usual, and it would certainly not be in her father's room, which also avoided the possibility of at least half of the lies being exposed.

After all, even Maxim knew that Willy knew more about Maca than her father.

"Tuk-tuk."

"Please come in."

However, when the door opened, Maxim saw that Monsieur Blois was not alone.