"Click...... Click...... Click...... Click......"

The sound of footsteps, echoing in the deserted streets, makes people believe that there is a person walking slowly alone. It's just that the fog is so deep that even the bright sunlight is mostly hidden, and in the haze, naturally not even half of the figure can be seen.

But suddenly, the footsteps that seemed to be going to last for the rest of their lives suddenly stopped—not because they had gone far away, but because they had faded away, but suddenly disappeared.

Of course, no one is puzzled by this now, because there are no people in this city.

Not long after, however, another voice rang out in the mist—a deep voice that was hard to describe in words, like someone muttering to themselves through a wall, and it sounded indistinct.

But soon, the pitch of the voice suddenly became much higher, from a male voice to a female voice. Although no one could understand what was being said, it was clearly a different person.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Cold, a cough instantly replaced the previous whisper, and after a while, it changed back to the original male voice. It's as if the whole process starts from scratch over and over again, and the cycle is inseparable.

This time, though, the whisper seemed to be clearer than before...... Although it still doesn't really matter.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, the voices gradually stopped. Then, the sound of the tapping footsteps finally sounded again, and little by little it went off into the distance.

……

As for the footsteps in the fog, Maca couldn't hear it for the time being.

Although he had not left, he remained outside the fog area, silently observing whether there was any movement in the fog. But from the edge alone, it was obviously impossible to hear the depths of the mist.

But even if he had been outside for half an hour, he didn't find anything abnormal, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

It is worth mentioning that although Maca had already told Harry to go to the new shelter to rest and rest, Harry did not obey and left. While Maca was still here, he stayed with him and never left.

"Harry, I think you'd better go first!"

Maka, who was leaning against a large tree and thinking about the movement in the fog, finally couldn't help but persuade Harry again.

"If nothing else, Ginny must be worried about you, isn't she? There's no need for you to stay here now, so let's go back and report your safety! ”

"Maka, you'd better let me stay here!"

Harry didn't say anything, but simply expressed his desire to stay with him. When Maca saw that he was prevaricating with this sentence again, she had to shake her head and stop persuading him.

It wasn't until an hour had passed, and after Maca had circled the outer edge of the mist around the city, that he waved his hand at Harry, who was following him, and said:

"Let's go! I'm leaving this time, so you don't want to stay here, do you? ”

"And so it goes...... No problem? ”

Faced with Harry's question, Maca couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Seeing the expression on Harry's face go from puzzled to slightly stunned, and then a little more confused, Maca simply reached out and put her hand on his shoulder, and led him directly forward a few steps.

"Don't think about it, no one can say what will happen in the future, we can only do our best...... Let's go! Anyway, I'll go to Hermione's side first, and I'll need to take a break......"

It was only when Harry heard Maca's words that he realized that Maca hadn't rested in a long time.

"Hmm."

Seeing Harry's answer, Maca motioned for him to take out his broomstick, and he himself tossed out the magic book for stampede. The next moment, both of them flew into the air, led by Maca, in a certain direction.

The St. Mungo's evacuation team's new shelter was a Muggle farm, and at the moment a large number of tents had been erected outside, and it was very lively from a distance. And under the bright sunshine today, the whole territory seems to be full of life, and it must be a very different scene from the gray fog of London today.

After seeing too much of the lifeless world, the atmosphere and scenery here couldn't help but relax Maca and Harry's minds slightly.

Soon, in the midst of many eyes, Maca and Harry descended from the sky and landed in the lawn clearing in the middle of the camp. Several campfires had been set up here, and there were quite a few witches preparing food for everyone, and the back and forth was full of life.

"Maca!"

This time, Hermione and Luna finally didn't think much about it and gathered around Maca with everyone. Maca smiled at them and nodded, and after looking around for a week, she spoke:

"This retreat is indeed a bit hasty, there is no shortage of people, right? Maybe when I left, I didn't have time to count the number of people completely because of time constraints, but after all, most of us knew each other - if you find that there are fewer people, remember to report to Mr. Dean in time, and I will go to find someone myself. ”

After saying this, he suddenly reminded again:

"But please be careful, don't run to the city of London on your own, it's very dangerous in the fog, it's no joke! So remember to report anything right away. ”

After that, he no longer continued to be verbose, and he no longer hid his exhaustion. I saw him rubbing his forehead while waving his hand at the surrounding evacuees, and said casually:

"I'll have to lie down for a while, just leave me something to eat, and I'll talk about the rest!"

As he said this, he picked a tent and walked that way, and it was Hermione and Luna who eventually led him to a secluded hillside next to the ranch.

Several tents here were specially prepared by the dean to provide a quiet and comfortable place to rest for people like Maca who have been fighting for everyone for a long time.

And Maca naturally doesn't find fault with anything, maybe it's really too tired, he almost falls asleep when he arrives at the place. Looking at Maka, whose breathing was quickly becoming heavy, Hermione and Luna glanced at each other, and they both saw the emotion and smile in each other's eyes.

"Hermione, you haven't eaten yet! You're here with Maca, and I'll get you something to eat—"

"No!"

Hermione stopped Luna abruptly, then stood up and said:

"I'll just go myself, and...... I'm not going to stay here anymore, there's still a lot of work to do outside, so I'll leave it to you! ”

With that, she didn't wait for Luna to speak again, and immediately turned around and walked out of the tent.