"The last group, the last group of townspeople left...... Get the rest of the portkeys! After sending this batch away, the evacuation mission of Faversham Town is complete! ”

The fog that was constantly pouring over had already obscured most of the sunset, and no one wanted to look at the west again, because the shadow was like the mouth of swallowing the sky, and anyone who looked at it would feel more depressed.

Uneasiness crept throughout the camp.

"Doorkey—did you hear me? Put the key to ...... Forget it, it's still my own ......"

"I'll go!"

Maka, who was standing in the corner of the tent, waved casually, then turned around and went out through the doorway.

To be honest, Maca can actually understand the volunteers who unknowingly stop what they are doing, after all, they only stand up with enthusiasm and impulse. Clearly, they weren't really prepared to sacrifice for what they were holding on.

However, it must be said that the hearts of the volunteers are uneasy at the moment, and some of them may have some fear, but they are not yet terrified of death.

They are just hesitating, hesitating, reflecting on what they are here for, just asking what they can do next.

Helbo is powerful, the army of living corpses is terrifying, and the gray fog that crushes like a mountain collapses is like a signal of an impending crisis that everyone can hardly resist.

The edge of the fog was almost reaching the westernmost edge of the town, and if it took a few moments, everyone would be ruthlessly deprived of the right to apparition.

At that time, these volunteers, who had been unwilling to accept protection silently and stood up for protection, were afraid that they would not be able to do anything but wait for death.

But who can really see death as home? Especially so powerless to die?

Yes, Maca knew that the "young" wizards, the eldest, in their early thirties, were tasting loss between their unwilling will and the cruel reality.

"Worry about it...... What the future holds, no one knows. ”

Maka, who had just stepped out of the tent, muttered something to herself—perhaps he was saying this to the volunteers who had at least the courage to stand up and resist, but perhaps he was not sure what he said to himself.

After all, he is also one of these "rebels", and ...... Probably also "young"!

"Captain, and everyone...... Give me all the door keys that have been checked so far! It's okay if you don't have a group, and there are only the last group of Muggle townspeople waiting to be transferred. ”

"Oh, that's great news! Well, it's half a basket, you can send it over......"

Compared to the volunteers in front of them who were responsible for helping the people evacuate, the team members, who had been checking the portkeys one by one in a few tents in the rear, obviously seemed to be more emotionally stable. Because the inspection requires a lot of concentration, they don't have time to think about it.

"Okay...... Then let's clean up everyone! I think Miss Granger will probably come over soon to announce the end of the mission. ”

Maca just made her way through the tents in the back, waved her wand, and walked all the way back to the original tent with a few unfilled baskets, and then handed the oddly shaped portkeys to the teams in charge of distribution.

Then, he stood in an inconspicuous corner again, watching the waves of Muggle townspeople who were curious, confused, worried, or confused disappear from space to place, along with a stuffed animal and even a feather duster.

The increasingly solemn expressions of the volunteers were in stark contrast to the complex demeanor of the Muggle residents.

"The last group!"

Just as Maca was secretly thinking to herself that the biggest victims of the disaster so far would still be Muggles after all, Hermione, who had been outside cooperating with the army, finally walked in after the group of Muggles.

"The Muggle military has also begun to evacuate...... Oh, please come over! They'll help you get out of here by magic—just as I said out on the outside! ”

Hermione personally led the group of Muggles in a circle, guiding everyone to place their fingers on a portkey to be activated. Then, with a fluctuation of space, the last three families were also sent away under the gaze of everyone present.

"That's it!"

The next moment, Hermione, who was already talking outside and had a dry mouth, didn't bother to drink saliva to moisten her throat, so she clapped her hands and said loudly:

"I know you've worked hard, but it's definitely not time to rest! Immediately notify everyone in the tent in the rear, and all of them go to the open space outside to gather and start counting the number of people...... We're getting out of here too—before the fog engulfs us! ”

"But...... Miss Granger, are we really just going to run away with our tails between our legs? ”

Hearing that some of the volunteers couldn't help but whisper a question, Hermione, who was about to go out first, paused, and then turned around and looked at everyone.

"If I answer 'yes' now...... You might think I'm not guts, I'm not a real Gryffindor, right? Hermione pursed her lips and said, "If I were in the past, I might have been as confused as everyone is now, but there is one person who has taught me a truth - it is not recklessness in a desperate situation, it is definitely not a kind of courage. ”

Maca doesn't care about a temporary retreat, which can be said to be thick-skinned, but preserving his strength for a future counterattack is actually as natural as having to take it back before throwing a heavy punch.

Although Maca is a Hufflepuff, at the end of the day, everyone is Hogwarts.

By now, Hermione had understood that the four major houses, including Slytherin, whom she once hated, clearly had the need to learn from each other.

"Anyway, come out with me first!"

After finishing speaking, Hermione didn't wait for the volunteers to speak, and just turned around and went out. And after she was out of sight, everyone came back to their senses, some followed her footsteps and walked forward, and some took the initiative to turn around and inform the others.

Only Maca still didn't move, he just looked at the direction where Hermione left, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion - this girl has probably grown to the point where he is not allowed to worry about it, and he can move towards the future alone!

But at this moment, he suddenly heard an uneasy noise outside:

"Come out soon! The fog moves faster again......"