Chapter 1902

"Sir, some important areas of the main castle should be rebuilt by this evening. Although our protective magic can't be compared with the original, we have set up multiple magic spells for defense and daily maintenance as much as we can. In addition, some of us discussed and hoped to temporarily transform the Quidditch field into a devil's net Cultivation sites - some of them have been specially responsible for the research and cultivation of the mutated devil's net in Africa, which may bring us an effective large-scale defense capability... "

In the headmaster's room just renovated in Hogwarts, a wizard is reporting to old Aslan on the current reconstruction progress and war preparation plan.

Although Hogwarts, located in the far north of Britain, has not been involved in the direct invasion of the corpses, it is always necessary to plan ahead. At present, after contacting Weymouth camp and obtaining some valuable information, they have already begun to make various preparations for the war they will eventually participate in.

Among them, some wizards who are good at fighting are even selected to carry out targeted training according to Percy's original corpse information.

After listening to the other party's report, old Aslan immediately nodded.

"Is it Jones? I know... Yes! Anyway, the Quidditch game must be impossible before peace is restored. But let them be careful. The mutated devil's net is too aggressive and don't hurt themselves."

"OK, I'll tell them." the wizard ticked on his palm sized notebook before continuing, "in addition, a new emergency contact was sent from Weymouth camp, saying that Miss Granger's original plan to recapture Birmingham has been put on hold. Let's hold our horses and wait for the news."

"Hmm?" old Aslan unconsciously touched his white beard and said, "according to the previous information, now should be the best time..."

He thought for a moment before nodding again.

"... but it's right to make more preparations. After all, it's not difficult to occupy Birmingham again, and how to hold it afterwards is the biggest problem." he said, "go and answer your letter later and say that we will fully cooperate with their actions to reassure them."

"I see," the wizard answered, and finally said, "another thing is - Mr. Charlie Weasley said before going out on patrol this morning that he would increase the scope of Patrol today. Maybe he can't come back at lunchtime, so we don't have to wait for him."

"Oh, really?" old Aslan couldn't help laughing at the speech. "It's really hard for him. Remember to save a lunch for him and eat it when he comes back."

"Of course." the counter smiled, "to be honest, it's much easier for everyone to have him and his fire dragon norbeta here these days - after all, it's a real adult Norwegian backbone dragon. One person and one dragon can directly save two patrol teams! In addition, the Wizards he brought are all good players, which is really reassuring."

After that, he said hello to old Aslan, left the headmaster's office and went on to do other things.

As old Aslan watched him leave, he put on his glasses, lowered his head and continued to consider the cooperation plan with Weymouth camp.

After receiving the news that the plan has been shelved this time, their preparations should be reviewed, and at least the extra time should be more reasonably allocated to various operations.

In particular, the training of combatants - after the coalition forces in Weymouth recaptured Birmingham, he also planned to draw some people over.

At that time, if Birmingham can really stabilize its position in the center of southern England, their experience in resisting the attack of corpses will become the treasure of this resistance war, which is worth learning by all who sacrifice their lives to break into this torrent.

It can be said that Hermione's plan to recapture Birmingham is actually a bold pilot plan, which makes many people admire it.

However, it was obviously not advisable to be brave and resourceless. She chose to wait and see at this time, and old Aslan felt that it was all right.

Unfortunately, the facts proved that he thought too much, and the next situation made him feel a little unexpected.

"Click."

Suddenly, the door of the headmaster's office was opened again, and the wizard who had just left suddenly rushed in from the outside.

"Old Sir, outside... Outside..."

"What's the matter?" seeing the other party's panting appearance, old Aslan couldn't help getting up and said, "don't worry, take a breath first and say it slowly."

"No, there's No... there's no time to breathe," the other party waved his hand and pointed to the vestibule outside the window. "A young man appeared on the lawn and was coming to the castle with a young girl and a middle-aged wizard. The protective spell we arranged had no effect on him... Moreover, he claimed to be Marca McLean."

"McLean?"

Old Aslan hurried to the window and looked out. Unexpectedly, a pair of eyes under the castle also happened to meet him and collided with his eyes.

What kind of eyes are those?

It is deep, calm and even cold. Just a pair of eyes can make people instantly ignore their appearance and appearance. The unparalleled sense of existence is definitely the kind that will be unforgettable after seeing it once.

Perhaps people familiar with Maka will not have such an abrupt feeling when they see him today. But the first time I saw him, I would be photographed by his eyes now, without exception.

There is no doubt that the changes in Maka are quite obvious.

"Inform everyone to put down the work at hand and assemble in the auditorium."

Before the words fell, old Aslan suddenly disappeared at the window, leaving only his last words echoing in the newly rebuilt and still empty headmaster's room.

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"Marca, who are these people? Didn't you say there was no one in the school?"

Willie followed Marca's footsteps, walked gently on the flat grass, and looked at the Hogwarts castle under reconstruction in front. She was a little confused.

"I don't know who it is," Maka shook her head, looked at the wizards and wizards gathered at the door and said casually, "I only know... It shouldn't be 'bad guys'. Oh, some are still wearing Hogwarts uniforms. They should be former students who have already graduated from school!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help sighing slightly.

"Unfortunately, they shouldn't have come back here."