harry potter book of crimes

"The mist is moving faster?"

The night wind howled, swaying the tree crowns on the roadside, and the branches twitched like whips, making people feel as if they all had their own will like the Whomping Willow in Hogwarts.

It must be said that the sudden rise of the strong wind at this time is indeed somewhat suspicious.

But obviously, no matter how strong the wind is, it has nothing to do with the movement of the fog ahead. If the arrival of the strong wind can be said to be accidental, then the accelerated movement of the fog...maybe to some extent it is an "artificial" necessity

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"Helbo, you are finally here."

Suddenly, Maka stood still in the middle of the road and the accelerating gray mist "swatted" at him like a wall. A group of living corpses that were denser than those on the outside suddenly followed one after another.

For a moment, the sound of messy footsteps could be heard in his ears.

However, as if confirming Maka's words, the living corpses that had been attacking him just now seemed to be collectively blind, and they all ignored his existence, huffing and puffing.

Ran past him.

If no one had given them the latest mandatory order, it would certainly not have suddenly turned into this.

At the same time, Maka also stopped attacking at will and allowed the living corpses to pass by in a hurry around him. His eyes were always focused on the rear of the attacking zombie army.

At this moment, the group of living corpses is still about 8 miles away from the city of Canterbury.

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"Miss Granger...I'm sorry, and...thank you!"

It was obviously not an easy task for Hermione to retreat with several injured patients who could not bear the space movement. Fortunately, in addition to her, there were several other volunteers and the Auror assigned to her by Lupine made the final decision

Stay and help her transport the injured who suffered a split-body accident.

Unfortunately, there were only two broomsticks, which were not enough for all of them to return to Spiral Town quickly. For this reason, Hermione could only let some people retreat first, while she and another volunteer took the rest

Two injured people were walking on the ground.

The effectiveness of the levitation spell made their movements not too difficult, but there was still a long distance between the town of Faversham and the city of Canterbury.

"There's no need to thank you. After all, every life is precious!" Hermione said as she walked, "Besides, don't worry too much! Spiral Town will definitely send someone to pick us up after learning about our situation.

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"Miss Granger is right," the Auror heard and added, "Besides, there is no branch road from Canterbury to Faversham. They can meet us if they look for it along the way."

However, just as the two of them were speaking to comfort everyone, one of the injured people who was carried by the levitating spell suddenly paused. Then, she was seen looking in the direction of the town of Faversham that everyone had just left, and said in a daze:

"Have you ever felt...that the fog is approaching much faster from behind?"

"What?"

After this reminder, everyone looked back one after another. Only to see that the large shadow outline representing the fog was gradually enlarging in everyone's field of vision at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a huge mouth that was about to swallow the entire world.

Like that, the pressure is coming straight this way.

Accompanied by the increasingly strong night wind and the darkening night due to the approaching clouds, one can't help but feel a tightness in the chest.

"Quick! Run!"

As far as the current intelligence on various types of alienated zombies is concerned, except for those flying individuals, other types should not be able to keep up with the current drifting speed of the fog. But even if even the flying species did not actually follow, probably

No one wants to be swallowed up by that weird fog.

"Wait! Don't run to the side! That's enough fog to cover the entire city of London. It's too late."

Seeing that in a moment of urgency, one of the volunteers seemed to have an idea and wanted to run sideways out of the area that was about to be covered by the fog, Hermione immediately shouted to the other person.

But I don’t know if it was because of the strong wind or because the other party was too nervous to listen. I just saw the volunteer jump off the road and jump into the field beside the road, running towards the north quickly.

When Hermione saw this, she was about to jump down and chase him back, but was grabbed by the arm by the Auror who was following her.

"If you chase after me, there will only be one more person swallowed by the fog!"

Lupine asked him to follow Hermione, not so that he could protect everyone in the volunteer team. Even if that were the case, he would definitely not be able to do it. His mission is only to protect Hermione alone.

But... of course, if it is within the scope of one's ability, one can naturally save as many people as possible.

"Miss Granger, let's go!"

He controlled the strength of the levitating spell, and while carrying an injured patient, he pulled Hermione forward and ran forward.

Hermione was pulled by his arm, pursed her lips, and turned toward the figure running farther and farther in the field, until the figure was completely covered by the night, and then she turned around again.

"Miss Granger, there is nothing we can do about it. No one will blame you!" Another volunteer who followed closely comforted her.

But Hermione first broke away from the Auror's hand slightly, speeding up her running pace as if giving up, but then shook her head vigorously.

"This is not something that others will blame at all!"

However, before Hermione's depressed mood could recover, they discovered a moment later that maybe the result would have been the same whether Hermione chased her or not. The fog that came in like a landslide and tsunami was faster than they imagined.

Much faster!

"Is it still too late?"

Before they finished speaking, when Hermione and others looked back again, they found that the mist had already chased them not far behind them. And after everyone ran a few more steps, their vision suddenly dimmed without making any sound.

This is undoubtedly a long-lost feeling, although certainly no one will miss this situation of being shrouded in endless fog.

"Lumos!"

The volunteer waved his wand in an attempt to create some bright light, but in the blink of an eye, the tip of the wand that had just lit up was immediately extinguished, much faster than it was in London.

Needless to say, this mysterious and strange mist is obviously constantly changing...just like the living corpses that have undergone various alienations.

"The direction of the road remains unchanged, keep running forward! Don't stop!"

As Hermione said just now, the fog covering the whole of London is very large and cannot be passed away in a short while.

What's more, it's still unknown what dangers are waiting for them in this fog.

"ah"

Suddenly, a shrill scream came faintly from the direction where the volunteer had escaped.