Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

On top of his head is a thick cloud of lead gray, dreary and gloomy, and his eyes are desolate with a yellow hillside. Obviously, it is approaching the end of spring and early summer, and the wind is blowing head-on, but it still makes people want to shrink their necks.

In this environment, Percy's funeral is naturally more sad.

"... This is the death of an ordinary man who fought against disasters on the front line. With his strength, he could have been hiding behind for the time being to protect himself-just like most people do today! But he didn't. "

"Percy Weasley, leading by example, has shown many people how to use their talents as an ordinary wizarding public to contribute to ending this disaster as soon as possible."

"Because of his presence, Weymouth Camp could be used as a frontline to resist, and it was able to persevere in a series of enemy attacks; because of his presence, frontline personnel could be deployed in a timely and smooth manner to maintain normal cooperation; , The will to resist the alliance has been fully reflected ... "

The eulogy, Blois still said-as the current homeowner of a large family, it would not be difficult to compose some descriptive words. What's more, he knows the situation over Weymouth well, even if the current edition is not a big mistake.

However, these words used to praise Percy during his lifetime were spoken from Blois. Of course, most of them did not feel anything, but the more he said, the more he felt blocked.

"... Now, this hardworking ordinary man fell asleep, and he slept peacefully. Not long ago, was he still busy in Weymouth day and night, and now he can finally sleep one People are getting better. "

At the end, Mr. Blois waved at Harry and signaled:

"Well, Percy Weasley, let us wish him good sleep and good dreams."

The words fell slightly, and Harry and Ron immediately began to fill the grave, and soon they returned to the ground again. Only the tombstone engraved with Percy's name and the date of birth and death is still telling everyone who came here, and underneath the land is an ordinary brave man, and a legend of life and death that is not dazzling .

After a moment of silence, everyone stared at the tombstone again for a few minutes, before returning to the Burrow one after another. In the end, even Ginny was taken away by Harry on the shoulders, but there were still a few sparse figures standing in front of the new grave.

One of them was Mr. Blois.

Maybe it was the speech just now that had caused a great impact on himself, so that some kind of rhyme lingering in his mind could not disappear for a long time.

What should I say? Are you sorry

No, it shouldn't, because he never regretted his choice from beginning to end. Between an unfamiliar boy and his own daughter, he will definitely choose a daughter, and this is no exception.

So, is it regretful?

No, it shouldn't be--to be honest, at least Blois did think at that time that even if the Weymouth camp was really overwhelmed, he wouldn't feel much sadness. Either ruthless or ruthless, Blois doesn't actually have that kind of kindness.

But ... what is the faint feeling of stuffiness in my heart now?

"Mr. Blois, aren't you going back? You can take a little rest, because nowadays, no one will be at risk of a new time. If a strong enemy comes, you must rely on you and Geoffrey Miss Yin, they will help! "

Right now it was Ron.

When he heard his voice, Blois turned around and looked around for a moment, only to find that Delphi and Sarah, who had stayed at the tomb for a while, also seemed to have returned to the house at this moment. went.

"Mr. Weasley."

Blois paused for a moment before he couldn't help saying:

"Actually, at the time--"

But just after opening his head, he hesitated to stop again. When Ron saw this, he couldn't help looking at him with some doubts, but still politely said:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Blois finally shook his head, then turned around and walked towards the burrow.

...

Taking back the burrow and completing Percy's funeral, this was a relatively smooth process for Harry. However, if they really want to take down the entire Devonshire, they are obviously not enough.

Regarding the number of living corpses, even a remote location with a density that is not as high as near Winchester, it is a whole "county" level! Not to mention them, even if you ask Maca to come in person, it will not be something that can be done in a short while.

And so again, there are now traces of corpse activity throughout the United Kingdom, including even the recent sudden arrival of demons, and everyone's psychology is getting more and more heavy.

At this moment, a large map was spread out on the dining table on the first floor of the Burrow. Hermione replaced her finger with her wand, and swiped lightly on the map. Then clicked where the burrow was.

"No matter what we should do next, at least the burrow must be adequately protected here-if it were to be smashed by a corpse like Weymouth camp, then all we did would be meaningless "She said," And to completely recapture Devon ... Cleaning up this huge number of living corpses is definitely a major problem we must face. "

That's right, and this is not only a problem in Devon, but a fundamental problem that the resistance alliance needs to face across the country.

The problem is that these living corpses, www.ltnovel.com, are actually those innocent people who had been ruthlessly devoured by this disaster.

With that said, Hermione retracted her wand and sat back in her chair, saying:

"Also ... I think we should get in touch with Bill. We need to tell everyone about Percy's burial."

When she heard this, Ginny and Ron both nodded immediately-not to let Bill and Charlie come before, mainly because of security considerations, Britain is too dangerous for them now . But even if they can't get them over for now, at least the situation here should be told to them first.

"I'll write a little while and then ..."

Before Ginny could finish speaking, Neville not far away raised her hand and motioned:

"I'll send the patron saint! It's not too far from Weymouth, it should be fine. And it's safer and safer."

Ginny heard the words and immediately nodded:

"Thank you, Neville."