"It's not hard, I'm just doing what I think I'm supposed to do – close a deal, there's nothing to be thankful for."

Safina's words were still so relatable.

However, everyone may have become accustomed to her attitude. Whether she is at odds or not, or ...... Maybe that's what she really thinks? In short, everything she has done so far has brought almost irreplaceable help to everyone, and this is the truth.

"Miss Goverfinn! Anyway, thank you! Harry said seriously, still seriously.

Yes, it's Harry, after all, and he's always been so serious about right and wrong. Perhaps it is precisely because of his sincerity and unthinking that his straightforwardness makes people feel that he is not false at all, and no one will think that he is just posturing.

Just like at this moment, even Safina, in the face of such a Harry, could only purse her lips, and waved her hand at him a little impatiently:

"Whatever you want! You can thank you if you want, no one will stop you! ”

With that, she picked up half a piece of bread and dipped it in the jam that Hannah had brought.

And Safina's movements were like a signal to start eating, and as soon as everyone saw it, they all began to fill their stomachs one after another.

Dinner was obviously not sumptuous, and when it came, no one had the heart to prepare it. But now in this newly rebuilt Burrow, there are enemies on the outside, except for enemies, and in fact, it is no different from a battlefield in the wilderness. It's good to have something to eat and drink.

"Oh, Hannah, this bottle of jam tastes good." Ron said, "It feels better than yesterday's bottle!" ”

"Thanks," Hannah nodded slightly, "but I didn't make this bottle anymore, it was from the McMillan family's farm—our two families have been in contact with each other since our ancestors, and every quarter they send in a lot of things, and these jams have been in my bag for a long time." ”

"Ernie's?" Ron thought about it, but couldn't help but scratch his head and sigh, "Speaking of which, the time away from school is actually not as long as expected, but the memories of school seem to have become very long. ”

"yes!" When Harry heard this, he couldn't help but recall, "McMillan? I don't know how they're doing on the Change. ”

Because Ernie McMillan used to be Marka's roommate, and Harry and they had always been close to Marka, everyone still remembered the Hufflepuff boy.

Even then Harry remembered that Ernie had invited Maca to his house for a ball one Christmas.

It's a pity, as Ron said, after so many changes, the memories that were actually not too far away, but now in retrospect, they find that they have faded unconsciously.

Of course, the only ones who are coming up with memories at the mention of McMillan are Harry and the others. On the other hand, Safina and the others didn't have so much emotion.

Or rather, she's had enough of the deal she made with Maca and gave Ursula a satisfying body.

"Was the past really that good?"

Safina muttered a little vaguely as she chewed the bread, and the corners of her mouth were stained with jam but she didn't know it, which looked a little cute.

"It's always different from person to person." Sarah chuckled next to her and said, "But, I guess it's better to be better in the past, right?" After all, everything we experience will eventually become 'the past'. ”

Among all the people present, she was really the only one who had the qualifications to say this. Although she has lived for so many years, it seems that most of them are actually just wasting their time.

"Maybe!"

Safina pursed her lips, but didn't refute it. Seeing that she just hurriedly stuffed the remaining small piece of bread into her mouth, she clapped her hands and stood up.

"So what are you still procrastinating? Rest early and wake up early tomorrow! The sooner you get rid of all the living corpses, you can reduce the bad memories by one more day in the future, isn't it? ”

With such a vague remark, she immediately turned and walked up the stairs, apparently ready to go to bed—Hermione had not assigned her a vigil because she had one of her men in charge of the defense, and was the one who was the most helpful during the day.

"That's right," Harry shrugged, speeding up his order, "Hermione, you also remember to rest early, don't get too busy. ”

"Hmm."

Hermione nodded casually, her eyes still fixed on the few sheets of paper in front of her, apparently still focused on the design of the Grime Formation that Sarah had proposed earlier.

And probably because of what Safina just said, everyone seems to be eating a little faster. After a while, everyone ended their relatively shabby dinner one after another, and everyone went upstairs except Ron, who was in charge of the vigil tonight.

All right! In fact, there is another exception, and that is Blois, who seems to have more contradictions in his heart recently.

"Sir, you ...... Don't you go to a break? ”

To be honest, Ron had actually never been very good at dealing with Willy's father, and that was the case in the past, and perhaps even more so now. Because of the presence of Maca in the past, Blois has always been more face-saving, but now the situation is completely different.

"Why am I resting so early?" Blois sat by the window, looking at the night outside that gradually seeped into the whole sky, and said lightly, "I haven't participated in battles during the day, so I'm not tired. ”

Such a blatant statement of one's inactivity and inaction makes it difficult to focus on the surface. Just like Ron right now, he subconsciously began to wonder if there was any reason behind the other party's behavior.

Of course, it's certainly not Ron's style to ask directly...... Or rather, he really wasn't used to talking to Blois.

"Oh."

I saw that he smiled a little awkwardly, and then turned his eyes to the world outside the window.

Because of Safina's hard work during the day, it seems very quiet at night. The absence of living corpses wandering around in the field of vision made people feel a lot more relieved, even if the clouds were still gloomy and oppressive, it still made Ron's heart rise a trace of inexplicable comfort.

It's right to think about it, this is the Burrow, it's his home. Although there are always some places that are different from the past after the reconstruction, with so many friends accompanying and guarding them, the feeling of home has not diminished much...... Probably!

Ron picked up the teacup and took a sip in a whisper, letting the warmth trickle down his throat.

"Weasley, the night is still long...... Let's talk about McLean! ”

Coldly, Blois said.