The same survivors who escaped from the fog of London were almost the same as those who were seriously injured and dying at one point, but the symptoms of the two sides were completely different.

There's definitely something wrong with that.

On top of that, Maca seems to care about the two survivors in Spiral Town, and even arranged a special observation room for them.

Now that I think about it, most of it has a deep meaning.

"But...... Why? ”

Why are there differences in symptoms between the two survivors? Why did Maca care so much about the two people in the observation room? Such questions secretly piled up in Hermione's heart.

"Is it because the two ladies in the observation room are special, and the key to solving this plague of living corpses is hidden in them?"

Marca had said something similar, but it wasn't until now that Hermione was looking at it again.

Because as things stand, it's clear that the reason why Maca pays special attention to them is not just because they are survivors who have come out of the fog, but because of ...... They are special even among the survivors.

As for what kind of special method it is, this may only be known to Maca.

"Me too...... At least that's something that should have been thought of a long time ago! Hermione pursed her lips and thought to herself with a little annoyance, "Those two are not the only ones who meet the conditions of 'seriously injured and dying survivors', right?" ”

To be honest, Hermione's thinking time did drag on a bit this time, so long that the wizard who was waiting on the side, who didn't dare to disturb her at will, finally couldn't help but speak again:

"Miss Granger?"

That's right, this man who once learned from his father to become a dark wizard has indeed made up his mind to stay here to accompany his father today. But he begged for his own death, more to exchange his wife and children with Hermione and her children.

To put it bluntly, he still has a request for the young but obviously leading Miss Granger in front of him!

Hearing the other party call herself, Hermione put those thoughts in her heart for the time being, and then turned her head to look at the old man on the hospital bed again.

"Can't you move?" She asked.

"Yes," the other man nodded, "although the potion I racked my brains to concoct succeeded in hanging my father's life, it ...... Miss Granger, you must have smelled it when you came in, right? This anti-curse potion is an aerosol, and in his father's current state, he will definitely die if he leaves. ”

Hermione frowned and pondered for a moment.

"Granger, how's it going?"

Suddenly, the somewhat chattering teammate appeared in the doorway. But soon saw that she was busy covering her mouth and nose, and immediately stopped walking towards the room.

"Oh, Merlin's beard...... What does it smell like? ”

Hermione, who was thinking about it, didn't pay attention to her appearance, and after pondering for a while, she suddenly touched her beaded handbag and said:

"So be it! You hurry up and prepare more potions, and when they are ready, I will use my bag to transfer your father away...... Although the space in this bag is not large, it is still no problem to squeeze one or two people. ”

As she spoke, she turned to say:

"We'll take your downstairs family away while you're making potions, and let the Muggle soldiers below tell me as soon as you're ready."

"So, I'll go first."

She apparently became a little rushed as she discovered something more important to her halfway through.

Fortunately, the difficulty of moving both families away does not seem to be as great as imagined.

As she walked downstairs, she frowned slightly.

"Wouldn't it be very important for Maca to let us stay there as guards? Now that we're all leaving, and Ron is the only one left in the observation room, won't this self-talking decision have any bad impact on Maca's plans? ”

As for taking the initiative to gather volunteers to come to Faversham, Hermione originally thought it was a pretty good idea! But now, the affirmation in her heart gradually began to waver.

After a while, I saw her push the door open from the downstairs door, and immediately gestured to the Auror who had followed her.

"Just move the people downstairs first, the two in the upper room will be a little later......" With that, she turned to the Muggle soldier and said, "Leave the two of you here to be in charge of liaison in a moment." ”

"Okay."

Seeing that the other party nodded in response, Hermione, who had finished the task, immediately took out a broomstick from her handbag and immediately straddled it.

"I'll leave it to you here, I'll go back first, and I need to notify the Spiral Town if there is an emergency."

Before she could finish speaking, she could only kick her feet and fly into the sky under the surprised gaze of the Muggle soldiers not far away, and in a blink of an eye, she flew away.

"Ahh Broom...... This is a witch! A soldier couldn't help but sigh.

……

Hermione was clearly concerned about the difference in symptoms shown by the survivors, and even doubted her decision to go to Faversham Town.

On the other hand, Marca, who guessed that Hermione was very likely to go to the rear to support the civilian transfer operation, did not seem to be focusing on the observation room of New St. Mungo.

"Kingsley, is the transfer to Faversham going well? Is there anything new? ”

"Well, judging from the information from Lupin's side, it's going well, and the efficiency is quite high."

On the battlefield, Maca is still fighting hard, and although the results are not brilliant, and the speed of the army of living corpses is indeed improving, but with the help of the volunteer team, it seems that time should be in time.

So, Maca seemed to be very happy with Hermione's help.

Perhaps, as Hermione thought, only Marka himself knew what was going on with the two survivors in the observation room.

"Then I'll have to work harder!"

After a moment's pause, he dodged forward again, rushing into the still mountains and seas of living corpses at a faster speed than before.

Needless to say, the fighting, continues. Even when all the people along the way have migrated, this extraordinary magical war is still not over.

Rather, the intensity of the war was at its peak when the hordes of living corpses finally rushed to the side of Spiral.

"Helbo"

As she continued to weave through the crowd of living corpses, Maca whispered to herself in her heart as she let the ice edge pass over the enemy's black body again and again:

"Will you still come...... No, it will definitely come! ”