Who else can tell the story of the past, which now seems to be very insignificant, except for the few people who were directly involved in the process of sending Nobeta away?

Maca's seemingly inadvertent feelings suddenly made Charlie understand that the one in front of him was undoubtedly Maca.

It's just that...... Why did maca become like this?

However, before he could say anything more, Maca suddenly flicked Nobeta's head in his hand.

"Let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Nobeta as if he had been pardoned, and he flapped her wings and flew up, leaving Charlie and flying away.

"When I go back, remember to tell everyone that I will remove the threat of Helbo for you. But...... As my research into the rules of the soul deepened, I found that although the guy's idea was extreme, the general direction was not wrong - leave the UK! This land...... It's going to be a whole new world. ”

After that, Maca waved her backhand again, and then Charlie only felt that the world was spinning in front of him. The next moment, when his eyes subconsciously blinked, he found himself standing on the top of the hill opposite the school gate with a whole team of members.

"Mr. Weasley, just ...... Oh! We were still in mid-air just now, but who knew that a flower in front of us suddenly came here......"

"Yes! This...... What's going on? So do I. ”

Due to the sudden and bizarre changes, even if these wizards are not mediocre, they are a little panicked at this time.

But Charlie, after glancing more in the direction of the lake with a complicated face, turned his head abruptly and looked into the grove below the hillside behind.

Maca was right, there were people there, and there were many of them—some of them had come out of the hill after spotting them out of thin air.

"Go tell Andy that they're coming here to meet...... Remember, never go inside the school grounds and bypass by. ”

Charlie patted one of the team members on the shoulder, and after the latter had left with some uneasiness, he led the rest of the team straight into the forest below.

……

"Old Sir, Mr. Weasley, they're coming."

To be honest, this forest is not very large, and there are nearly two hundred people gathered in it at the moment, which is somewhat crowded. However, this matter is urgent, and Old Aslan obviously can't care about it so much.

"Let's go! We meet the past. ”

With a wave of his hand, the old wizard led the people out of the woods, and walked towards Charles and the others, who had come down from the hillside.

"Mr. Weasley, you just ...... Did you see Mr. McLean? ”

The old man had just asked such a question, and Charlie, who was still walking below, had not had time to answer, but saw Ms. Statham on the side take a step forward and said:

"I'm sorry, Charlie! I think we have to apologize to you - Aslan deliberately let you go and meet that McLean. ”

"Really?"

Charlie looked at her, then at Old Aslan, and then glanced back again in the direction where Maca was, and then he couldn't help scratching his head and said:

"It's okay, I think the old sir really had no choice but to make this decision. And...... As long as I know that Maka is coming, I will go to see him sooner or later. ”

"Then I have to apologize," Ms. Statham turned her head to glare at the old wizard, "that McLean is inexplicable, who knows if you will be in danger if you go?" ”

These days, she and Charlie have become very familiar, and for the old man...... is her grandfather's approach, and she is obviously very dissatisfied.

It is said that the elbow is turned outward, and old Aslan is undoubtedly feeling this way now.

I saw that he looked at his granddaughter's warning look from time to time, and he had to shake his head helplessly, but he didn't speak again.

However, Charlie comforted Statham at this time.

"It's okay, don't mention anything else, Maca, he ......" When he said about Maca, his heart was still a little confused, but he quickly continued, "Although he is indeed a little strange, after all, even you have not harmed him, how can he do it to me?" ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Old Aslan, and said:

"By the way, old sir...... He already knew what you were hiding here. ”

"Oh, of course, of course he does." The old wizard sighed and said, "From the first time I saw him, I knew that his magic attainments were beyond our reach—it was impossible to hide from him with a single forest. ”

"But that's why I always feel like something is wrong." He paused, then continued, "Mr. Weasley, did he say anything to you just now?" ”

"He told me—"

Charlie was about to repeat what Maca had just said to old Aslan to see what he thought. But when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly swallowed them again.

"Forget it," Charlie shook his head, but he didn't fool around casually, but said sincerely, "I'm sorry! Maca is Hermione's best friend after all...... I'd like to discuss this matter with you first. ”

When Old Aslan heard this, he couldn't help but pause slightly, and then bowed his head slightly:

"Alright! Also...... Anyway, since he's got you out, it looks like we're going to have to get out of here. ”

As he finished speaking, he waved his hand at the people behind him.

"Let's go! Oh, Mr. Weasley......" Old Aslan thought for a moment, then turned his head and said, "I'm going to take you to the Yorkshire Dales, do you want to come along?" Or is it ...... Are you going straight back to Weymouth? An update came this morning that the plan to retake Birmingham had been put on hold for the time being, and I think Miss Granger and they were still at camp Weymouth. ”

"Shelved?"

Charlie was stunned when he heard this, and perhaps because he had just met Maca, he subconsciously connected the two things.

It's just clear that without knowing that Hermione and the others were going to Winchester, this association would only make his thoughts more confusing at best.

"Thanks for the reminder...... ......," he pondered, but couldn't come up with a reason, so he nodded suspiciously, "Then I'll go straight back to Weymouth." ”

With that, he took out a whistle carved with a dragon's head from his chest, raised his head and blew it vigorously. A sharp whistle echoed through the empty mountains.

After a while, everyone saw a black dot appear from the mountain in the distance and fly towards this direction quickly.

"Charlie, can I go with you?"

It was only then that Ms. Statham finally couldn't help but speak.