harry potter book of crimes

A long time has passed since the first day of the fog. The city of London, which had long been forced to evacuate, finally found its role as a city again.

It's a pity that the "residents" wandering here today are no longer what they were before.

In the gray fog, a large number of low-level living corpses were wandering aimlessly in the streets and alleys. No matter how many "numbers" there were, they were still lifeless and silent.

Perhaps because there has been no sunshine for a long time, the trees and flowers on the street have lost their original vitality, and the surrounding high-rise buildings and low-rise buildings are mostly obscured by thick fog. Even if a few sections of the walls can be vaguely seen, they are evenly spaced.

They are all gray and covered with dark moss.

How could a originally glorious and prosperous capital city become like this in such a short period of time? In the past, how many people would have dared to believe it?

However, all these are not astonishing to the astonishing changes of Buckingham Palace in the past.

Now, as soon as you get a little closer to the place where the palace is located, you can find that the fog here is actually thinner than elsewhere in London.

However, the more this happens, the more terrifying one can see how terrifying Buckingham Palace is today.

A large number of black thorns and vines have climbed up the original gray-white walls. The plants in the front garden have all withered and withered. All the sculptures in the square have been pushed to the ground and broken into pieces. Instead, there are statues with different postures.

, a hideous and terrifying pitch black statue.

The glorious palace that once contrasted with white and gold has now become a symbol of evil and death, with an aura of being kept away from strangers everywhere.

And in the dark hall of the current palace, all the earlier decorations based on gold and red have been removed. In the gray and bare hall, there is a trembling forest.

cold.

Only in the deepest part of this hall, on the high steps, stands the gray-black throne. It represents not so much the supreme imperial power, but rather it is waiting for the arrival of the God of Death.

Yes, if you look at the terrifying appearance of the "person" sitting on it at this moment, and the dozens of high-level living corpses of various colors lined up on both sides under the throne, it goes without saying that it is even more difficult to

People wonder if they have accidentally entered the gate of hell.

But it was at this moment that the gate of Buckingham Palace slowly opened, and a figure walked in from the door full of anxiety.

Of course, he definitely didn't come alone. Probably, except for Maka, there is currently no one who can get here alone.

It can be seen that following him in was a black living corpse with muscles all over his body. Although the saliva was flowing freely from his mouth with crooked lips and teeth, he unexpectedly had no intention of attacking the "living person" in front of him.

He just escorted the other party all the way to the open space in front of the throne.

"Hai...Mr. Haierbo?"

The man who was brought in by the living corpse stood there a little timidly, and cautiously raised his head and glanced at the throne on the steps in front.

Although the hall was quite dark, the visibility was much higher than in the foggy place outside Buckingham Palace. He glanced over and soon saw the figure looking down coldly on the throne.

But to be honest, he regretted it the moment he saw the other person's appearance clearly. He saw that the black figure on the throne was strong and tall, but his body was completely damaged. Not only was most of his right arm missing, but his dark body

It melted and deformed like a wax statue burned by fire.

Compared to this, the demonic living corpses standing motionless on both sides seemed to be more acceptable.

Just as the man glanced up and quickly lowered his eyes, a low, hoarse yet depressing voice suddenly sounded in the hall:

"Tell me! Who are you? Why did you come to me?"

Haierbo's voice echoed in the empty hall, and his cold tone made the atmosphere here several times more gloomy, making the man sitting down even more frightened.

After a short pause, he managed to hold on and said:

"Dear Mr. Haierbo, I am... I am here to discuss a deal with you on behalf of my teacher."

"Say." Haierbo heard the words and immediately said casually.

"Well," the man swallowed, and then continued stiffly, "the teacher has information on the specific locations of a group of refugees, and those people were all Namaka McLean himself.

The teacher who was escorting out of the UK said, Mr. Haierbo, you...should want this information."

"Then what?" Haierbo asked, still noncommittal after hearing this.

"Then……"

The man was obviously trying hard to adjust his mentality so as not to be too nervous and say the wrong thing. You know, if something goes wrong here, it will definitely be lifeless!

After hesitating for a moment, he continued:

"The teacher also said that he hopes to use this information in exchange for this 'small piece' of Britain. He can recommend a better place for Mr. and is more willing to provide many conveniences for Mr. to conquer cities and territories in Europe in the future."

"Well?"

Hearing this, Haierbo finally raised his eyebrows slightly, but then he sneered and shook his head:

"It seems that your teacher is betting on those hostages?"

It can be heard from what Haierbo said that he is not interested in the exchange terms behind the man. "Better places" and "many conveniences" have no meaning to him at all.

the value of.

In his opinion, if he wants to continue to expand, can't he just lead an army of living zombies to attack? Do you still need to go around all these twists and turns?

When the man saw this, he didn't seem to want Haierbo to ignore those two items, so he could only bite the bullet and said:

"Sir, I believe... you have already felt the power of those 'explosions'. In fact, there are still many of those weapons. At present, those Muggles... oh, they are the 'ordinary people who do not know magic'

, just because that kind of weapon is very harmful, they dare not use it in large quantities. But if Mr. continues to attack other countries."

The implication of his words is actually very clear. If the Muggles plan to complete their success in one battle, Haierbo will inevitably face an indiscriminate bombing. That is a situation that no one wants to see, even if

Even Haierbo may not be able to bear it.

It's a pity that after hearing this, Haierbo just caressed his deformed body and smiled faintly.

"Yes! I have already felt it very clearly at a very close distance," he said slowly, "but, so what?"

Before he finished speaking, a sharp light flashed silently in Hai Erbo's deep eyes.