harry potter book of crimes

At some point, even the fog that had shrouded the city for a long time had left the streets of London, and there was a lonely and silent figure on the streets of London.

To be honest, after London has finally become an empty city, no matter who appears here, it will appear very abrupt. It is just because there is no human habitation here anymore, so even if there are inexplicably more people on this empty road

, and no one will find out.

I don't know how much time passed before the figure suddenly reached out and touched his empty left shoulder. His eyes seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

"That woman...should I say she is stupid? Or should I say she is smart? She died a long time ago, but she still leaves so many troubles to hinder my progress..."

That's right, the one who was in London at this time was none other than Halpo, who already had the body of a demon. The muscles on his dark body were tangled, glowing like metal under the sunlight.

Although this so-called "demon" does not have "ram's horns" or "bat wings" as described in Muggle mythology, but just looking at this body that is only in human form but not like a human at all, probably no one will be right.

His identity is doubtful.

However, at the moment, Haierbo's strong body is surprisingly missing an arm.

His left arm seemed to have been severed at shoulder level by some kind of sharp weapon. There was no blood on the section, only some black substance that looked like granulation was constantly squirming.

There is no doubt that it is a strange state manifested by the devil's body trying to regenerate its lost arm, but being unable to break through some obstacle.

"However, Rowena, you are still dead after all, aren't you? I must admit that your wisdom and talent are indeed beyond my reach. In just a few decades of life, you have touched the level 3

The spatial truth of the rules also imprinted the incomplete space rule runes on the body of the alchemy half-life..."

Having said this, Haierbo couldn't help but touch the extremely smooth touch on the fracture on his left shoulder, which clearly told him that the rules of space still remained.

Obviously, the bronze eagle exhausted its own magic power and caused much greater damage to Halbo than Maka imagined. And Halbo at that time certainly did not leave Hogwart just because he was unable to break through the space blockade.

Hereby.

But then, Haierbo shook his head expressionlessly.

"But it's a pity," he said coldly, "you are still dead! This proves that although my wisdom is not as good as yours, I made the most correct choice. Only a long enough life can support the wizard step by step.

, truly climb to the pinnacle of magical truth!”

And just when Haierbo was talking to himself like he was underground, the slowly squirming black flesh buds on the cross section of his left arm seemed to be growing stronger, elongating, and intertwining with each other... Although the speed was very slow, he could

His left arm is undoubtedly recovering.

"Um"

Suddenly, Haierbo, who was chattering alone just now, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the direction of the sun.

Because there is no fog over London, the sun shines freely, and it looks very dazzling when you look directly at it.

But Haierbo seemed unaware of this, seeing him just looking at him from a distance, and said softly:

"It's almost... Rowena, you can stop me once or twice, how can you stop me three or four times? As soon as the time comes, no one can stop me anymore... Well, it's almost...

It’s… it’s almost here!”

…

"Okay Lupin, I'll leave this to you. Next, I'll go to the front line to take a look. After all the Muggle people along the way are evacuated, I will return with Kingsley and the others. The rest... we'll talk about it then!

"

After leaving this explanation, Maka left Spiral Town again and rushed to the battlefield non-stop as he said.

And when he finally arrived at the front line of the battlefield, which was said to be in very bad condition, he saw with his own eyes just how miserable the state of the suppression team was.

To be honest, this is obviously not a current situation that intelligence personnel can fully convey through coded texts or oral messages.

"Kingsley, are you hurt?"

As soon as she saw Kingsley's naked upper body, with his waist and abdomen tied with bandages, Maka couldn't help but frown. Even Kingsley, the commander-in-chief of the front line, was injured like this. It was natural to imagine that the members of other teams

.

"Maka, you're finally here!" Seeing Maka appear in front of him, even with Kingsley's calmness, he couldn't help but be a little excited, "Maka, the situation here is really not good, those people in London

Mist..."

"You don't need to tell me. I met Charlie from the Weasley family, and then went back to Spiral Town. Plus the scene in front of me now, I basically know everything I need to know."

As Maka said, regardless of the many previous changes, the battlefield at this moment has fully exposed the tragic situation on the front line.

Just looking around, the main battlefield ahead was full of wandering zombies, and the suppression team no longer dared to easily run directly in front of them to stop them.

Just because the evacuated team was overtaken by the army of living zombies, half of the city was swallowed into the fog and transformed into the same kind. In addition, some were added one after another along the way. The number of living zombies now even exceeds that of the fog.

The range that can be covered.

Among those living zombies, the most eye-catching thing is the new species of various shapes. After being attacked by various spells and Muggle weapons, those guys seem to have grown.

For example, the flying zombies that Maka had eliminated earlier were obviously one of them.

It can be seen that some of them are as huge as giants, and their bodies are made up of the remains of a large number of living corpses. Some of them are agile, running around like monkeys, and some even have breakthroughs in magical abilities.

An individual existence with a pitch-black body wrapped in flames or ice.

In order to ensure their own safety, the extermination team can only fight and retreat now, and never stay in the same place for too long. Moreover, Harry, as a melee expert, is still waving his sword around the team to avoid giving up as much as possible.

Those small, fast zombies rushed into the team.

But even so, the wounded will inevitably appear, and the battle will become increasingly difficult.

Looking at the scene like a group of demons dancing wildly, Maka immediately had an idea. Suddenly, a large haze of light appeared around him, and then suddenly condensed.

The next moment, his Silver Eagle Patronus immediately spread its wings and flew from it, rushing towards the suppression team that was locked in a fierce battle.

However, Maka herself did not follow him. Instead, after calling out her patron saint, she looked at Kingsley beside her again.

"I think I have to ask you a question," he frowned, "Where is Delphi? Didn't she come with you?"

Yes, the bad situation on the front line was indeed beyond Maka's expectation. And when he came to the battlefield and took a look, he finally discovered the problem that caused his "miscalculation".

"Where is Delphi?"