"Where is the migration of Muggle residents?"

"The team farthest from here has arrived in Tford... However, since the path of the corpse group may not be able to stay in a straight line, it is best to move as many other cities as possible along the way. ..."

"Well, Dartford? I see... to send a signal to the various units that are fighting on the battlefield. Before the mist covers, all the clearing and suppression teams alternately retreat five miles!"

"Yes!"

Originally, in terms of the blocking effect so far, the time has not yet been necessary to withdraw.If it is possible, the longer the group of living corpses must be kept here, the better.

It's best to get rid of all living corpses directly here, so that the number of casualties of ordinary residents will inevitably be minimized.

However, the fog that moved from London added a lot of unknowns to the subsequent clean-up operations.Without knowing what will happen after being shrouded in fog, retreating in time is the wisest choice.

And it must be said that it was Maca who promptly gave up the decision to win the federation, and the Muggle’s relocation plan was immediately implemented, which gave Kingsley more room to cope after the accident of Mist Movement. .

If there were still Muggle residents at the back of the battlefield, there would be no way out for the suppression team.

But after a while, just as Kingsley was a little anxiously waiting for news from the investigating team that had set off to the misty side, one of the Aurors who had just issued a retreat notice brought him a message. Not very good message.

"Minister! Because Mr. Potter is still in the group of corpses, Sirius refuses to lead the team back."

"That guy," Kingsley shook his head when he heard the words. "He said that he was absolutely relieved of Potter's kid, but wasn't he the one who worried the most in the end! Forget it, you can't blame him— "

Although thinking so in his heart, he still waved his hand decisively:

"The retreat order remains the same, just... let the teams near Sirius's team be ready to respond at any time!"

...

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, even Kingsley, who has a strong ability to respond on the spot, can't be all-round.

Therefore, one of the key points in commanding the front line is to respond to changes with the unchanging, and to ensure the safety of most people without making big mistakes.

When necessary, giving up is also an option.

In other words, if Sirius did not retreat when the fog drifted onto the battlefield, for the smooth execution of the plan and the safety of more people, Kingsley would not let any team help him.

At most, it is to allow the nearby team to respond a little. This is the limit.

Of course, Sirius himself obviously knew this very well-Kingsley's decision was correct, and he would do the same.

"Brown, when the fog comes over for a while, you are responsible for leading the team back."

"Sirius, then... how about you?"

"I don't care about you."

Sirius held a magic wand in his hand, while swaying successive spells, while entrusting the task of leading the team to an elite in the team, he did not hesitate.

In the battle, hesitation is definitely a taboo. The team member didn't say anything after hearing it, just silently nodded.

Fortunately, at this moment, Sirius suddenly saw a bloody figure rushing out of the group of living corpses.

"Harry!"

"Sirius?"

Harry, who had just emerged from the enemy group, glanced here, but without stopping, he waved backhand the sword that was still bright as before.

The next moment, the two living corpses who were chasing him were immediately cut off, and fell to the ground with a "plop", and even tripped several enemies behind.

After all this was done, Harry slammed his sword on the ground and quickly came to this side of the Qing suppression team.

"Harry, be careful—"

Even though his movements are still agile, he seems to be close to being overdrawn physically.After breaking through the encirclement and returning to this side, his feet suddenly staggered and fell to the ground on the spot without Sirius's arm.

"Is it all right? Is there any injury?"

Harry was covered with sticky dark red blood, and at first glance, it was impossible to tell whether he had any injuries.But when he saw his sword in his left hand, he knew that something was wrong with his right arm.

But even so, Harry shook his head.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired...just take a rest." He said with some difficulty, "Let's not talk about this... the mist has drifted to the end of the army of corpses, and all the teams retreat immediately...well, no , You take me to find Kingsley, I want to report some important things to him!"

"Okay! I'll take you there..." Sirius was saying, suddenly moving, then looking at Harry's eyes and frowning, "You seem to be something wrong? What happened?"

"Ok?"

Harry draped Sirius's shoulders, panting slightly.When asked by the other party like this, he hesitated a little, then wiped the blood stains on his face and said:

"I met... Aunt Petunia."

Yes, even Harry’s face is full of blood at the moment, but he can’t conceal his low expression—Sirius, who is experienced in this regard, is almost certain that the bleak eyes are more than just exhaustion. Caused.

And when Sirius heard Harry say the name "Aunt Petunia", he knew what made Harry be so confused.

However, when he was about to say something to wake Harry, he shook his head at him instead.

"Sirius, needless to say... As early as when I decided to come here to join the battle on behalf of Hermione and the others, I was mentally prepared accordingly. Although...well, when I really face that reality, even The other party is Aunt Petunia, which seems to be an extremely harsh trial to me!"

Having said this, Harry shook his head again, and then grinned at Sirius:

"Let's go! There is one thing that must be communicated to Kingsley as soon as possible...that is, my feet are a little unwilling. You can take me there!"

Harry had indeed grown up, and even faced the cruel reality alone, he could bear it firmly.

While Sirius was secretly sighing, he did not continue to delay any longer, and took Harry on his back after a short meal-Harry must have been injured, but he had no choice when he could not use the follower to manifest. Using magic like the Levitating Charm, he decided to carry Harry by himself.

"Harry, you just said'Come here instead of Hermione and the others'...Are you here alone today?"

While running fast, Sirius asked casually, panting slightly.

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