Delphi's mind wanders, between reality and memory, so much so that even her people are constantly wandering.

On that day, Maca placed the time turner in her hand, allowing her to stay on the side of France and wait silently with some peace of mind. But the longer she waited, the more the already ethereal peace of mind was consumed by this wandering, which made the hesitation and worry in her heart come back again.

Finally, when she heard from Sarah that a new enemy had appeared on the English soil, she could no longer keep herself calm.

"That's a demon, it must be a demon, the demon has finally come!"

In Delphi's memory, which had become increasingly blurred since the loss of his magical talents, the demon's figure was still faintly recognizable.

To be honest, their strength is not very strong, at least not to the extent that it would make everyone helpless. However, their arrival will accelerate the evolution of ordinary living corpses that even modern wizards can barely resist!

This is not something that will stop after the initial advancement, but if they are allowed to exist on the British soil, the entire group of living corpses will continue to evolve until all individuals have grown into high-level living corpses who have mastered the power of the rules.

By then...... Regardless of whether they will break out of the UK and attack the surrounding areas, the existence of so many high-level living corpses in this world alone is enough to make the whole of Europe ...... And even the whole world trembled.

What Delphi still remembers very clearly is that his father was forced to retreat to the African continent when he was unable to eradicate those demons for many years, and the living corpses generally evolved to a high level.

And now, it seems that that nightmarish memory will be re-enacted in front of her.

"Dad, what are you doing? Why haven't you come back yet? ”

With the help of the portkey, Delphi, who appeared directly on the coastal road where he had met the Blois father and daughter earlier, looked at the dark shadow line across the strait to the north, and couldn't help but whisper:

"Since I can't wait for you, then I'm going to find you myself...... You know, I'm not going to use it until I see you in person! ”

Caressing the time-turner hanging from her chest, she muttered to herself into the open English Channel, something she had done every day in the days before. It's just that today, her state of mind has changed.

"Yes...... So if I end up dying halfway through, it's all your fault...... Dad, do you understand? ”

……

The midday sun shines on Camp Granger, making the colourful tents look colourful, often reminiscent of the Quidditch World Cup in the past.

It's a pity, not to mention the World Cup, many Quidditch teams in Western Europe have long been called off for daily training and practice matches, and many players have been forced to drop the Quaffle and Bludger to form a flying defense team.

Quidditch armor is no longer a tool for a ball game, but has become armor to protect one's life from enemies.

For example, at this moment, among the wizards who are still resting in the injured area, there are several members of the flying team that were cobbled together by the original Quidditch team.

Temperatures are rising as the seasons change, and the bright sunshine overhead will at best make the already smelly air even more unbearable.

“…… Stay away, there's no one around Harry, stand back! Back off! ”

On the beach on the other side of Camp Grange, Hermione is keeping everyone away from Harry, including Neville, Hannah, and the four others who need to support Harry, as well as Hermione herself.

After everyone had retreated behind her, she turned to Luna and nodded. Seeing this, Luna immediately bowed her head slightly, and then said to Neville and the four of them seriously:

"Remember! Three seconds at most, and after three seconds, you have to disconnect from Harry at the same time - I'll help you, but it's not me who connects Harry's spirits, it's up to you in the end. ”

"Good!"

Neville took the lead, and the others followed, even Ginny nodded solemnly.

Percy's death had depressed her for a long time, and she hadn't actually recovered until now. It's just that instead of shrinking down to Harry's side and remaining silent, after hearing about Percy's last wish, she now hopes to do her best to fulfill Percy's wish.

Yes, she still has things she can do, but she can't waste any more time.

"Harry, are you ready?" Only then did Luna look at Harry, who was standing barefoot in the water, and exclaimed, "Get rid of the harassing flies in your head, we're going to start!" ”

There weren't any bugs in Harry's head, but he was a little distracted at the moment. This attempt is dangerous for him, and the worst case may be that he is mentally and physically exhausted again, and after bursting out of amazing strength, he faints on the spot.

And then...... Needless to say, it will definitely not be able to catch up with the battle to retake the Burrow. Unless Hermione and the others were willing to postpone the plan until he recovered.

However, even with such risks, this attempt is warranted.

Due to the previous danger of touching the mind of a high-level living corpse, in addition to the huge consumption, Luna seems to have further broken through the rules of empathy. This time, she had come up with a way to make Harry more comfortable wielding the true power of the Gryffindor Sword.

"Don't desert!"

Hermione, who was on the side, had apparently guessed something from Luna's "harassing fly", and shouted at Harry as she reminded.

"I see," Harry said, waving his hand behind him with his sword in hand, "I'm ready to start at any time." ”

"Then prepare—"

Luna pointed at Neville and the others in a Quidditch-like stance:

"Connect!"

Just connecting with Harry's spirits wasn't too difficult for the four of them. At the same time as Luna shouted these words, the consciousness of the four of them was closely connected with Harry under the guidance of the rune.

At that moment, Harry only felt the feeling of fighting bloodily among the living corpses flood back to his heart, his bloodshot eyes bloodshot and his pupils flickering with a faint red glow.

And in the next moment, he suddenly raised the Gryffindor sword, and a large piece of silver light splashed like a wave towards the vast sea in front of him.

This time, there was no fog, no dust, and even the water was still gently undulating as usual. The incomparably sharp sword light sank into the sea, silently.

Three...... Two...... One.

"Disconnect!"

Luna's soft, yet firm, melodious voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the three seconds.