harry potter book of crimes

"London, England, where this magical battle begins."

Maka stood on the top of a hillside in the outer suburbs, looking at the crowded urban area in the distance. She didn't move forward, but she didn't choose to leave now.

He just stood under the big tree on the top of the hillside without saying a word, as if waiting for something.

The fog filled the air around him, but it no longer had any effect on him. His sight spanned several miles and silently took in the entire city.

From here, you can actually see Buckingham Palace. It is located on the bank of the winding Thames River and is tightly surrounded by large buildings. The ample greenery makes it not difficult to find it.

It's a pity that today's royal garden has completely withered and withered, and the black vines climbing everywhere have made it lose its former splendor. However, it is still eye-catching, with its lifeless appearance. From another angle

It's amazing to say that it obviously still exists.

"...He's waiting for me to come over."

Maka looked at the gloomy palace with mottled shadows in the distance and murmured.

And at this moment, Maka, who was staring over there, suddenly tilted his head slightly, as if he was sensing something in another direction.

"coming."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a black spot suddenly appear in the distant sky behind him, and flew towards this direction at a considerable speed. The black spot continued to enlarge as it got closer, until it turned into a figure and suddenly fell.

Beside him.

The person who came here was quite petite, wearing a slightly loose wizard robe, and a large pointed wizard hat on his head. The brim of the hat was very large, covering all of his appearance, making it impossible to distinguish him for a moment.

real identity.

"She's obviously very beautiful, but it's a pity to cover her up like this."

Maka walked closer slowly and casually opened the big hat.

The next moment, countless silver-white hair cascaded down the thin shoulders and neck like a waterfall, and among the strands of silver hair, an exquisite face was revealed.

Maka gently stroked the smooth and slender hair, and then subconsciously touched the ends of her own hair, which were also white and transparent, and a sigh appeared on her face.

"Willie..."

He seemed to want to say something, but after a short pause, his eyes suddenly changed.

"Let's go!"

In the end, Maka just said this, and then suddenly turned around and strode straight towards London. The pace did not seem to be fast, but in fact it was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, she was already at the bottom of the hillside.

Willy froze on the spot for a moment, then flew into the air with an expressionless expression and chased after Maka's back.

…

Living corpses are still wandering around in the increasingly dilapidated city of London. Except for the most evolved group, the rest are mixed in the streets and alleys of the city.

These walking zombies have been here for a long time after following Haierbo back here. They are not very intelligent and will not feel bored with this boring life. They just crowd together silently and wander aimlessly.

.

Only when a "guest" comes, they will stop, swarm towards each other, and send them to Herbo's throne in the palace in accordance with the original order.

Of course, if the "guest" resists, the result will be obvious.

However, the "guest" who came here today seems to be something special.

Before the other party stepped into the city, a force had already rushed in. Not only was this force not arrogant and violent at all, it even had a strange affinity, especially towards these living corpses born from sin.

In other words, there is an illusion of returning to the origin.

Unknowingly, a large number of living corpses stopped moving forward and stood still in place.

When the figure led the girl behind him into the city calmly and naturally, not a single living corpse made any move, and everything he passed was filled with deathly silence.

And it can be seen that the figure walking from the outer suburbs also does not pay any attention to the dense living corpses in the city. Even the frequency of his steps has not changed. Every time he takes a step forward, those who stand in front of him

The living corpse will naturally retreat away and make way for him to move forward.

Those living corpses were clearly created by Haierbo, so why did they give way to him? Probably no third person except him and Haierbo could know this.

Ten steps...hundred steps...thousand steps...ten thousand steps.

Maka didn't stop for a moment, didn't hesitate, and never retreated. With the zombies "consciously" giving way, a long and straight "path" led to the entrance to the vestibule of Buckingham Palace.

Until this moment, Maka stopped and looked up at the black palace that had turned into a devil's fortress.

"crunch"

Suddenly, the dark black statues with different postures in the square in front moved!

As if they were awakened by the arrival of Maka and Willy, they jumped off the base one after another with a mind-numbing sound of metal twisting.

"Bang! Bang bang... bang..."

The heavy black sculpture trampled the ground to pieces, and walked towards the gate where Maka was, step by step.

However, Maka still didn't even look at them. He just took another step towards the gate of the palace and was about to walk straight through the vestibule square in the middle.

But when he took the first step, a strange color flashed in his eyes and he suddenly stopped.

"No, something's wrong... I seem... I shouldn't have come." Maka ignored the devil-like figures that were getting closer and closer to her, and just muttered in a low voice, "Delphi, I promised her

, isn’t it?”

But just when he was lost in thought with a confused look on his face, dozens of dark figures finally came around him. The ones at the front had even raised their huge fists, and were about to attack him and him.

Willy was hit on the head.

"Um?"

The coming attack interrupted Maka's thoughts and made him recover from it.

"Willy."

He frowned slightly, quickly called the girl casually, and then silently walked past the portraits surrounding him.

next second

"boom!"

The girl suddenly threw a handful of something at the feet of the statues, and then she saw countless dark green vines sprouting up, wrapping up all the statues one by one. The strength of those statues was obviously very strong, and they could break stems and leaves at the speed of

But it was far less than the speed of its growth. No matter how hard it struggled, the vines on its body still became more and more entangled, and it was completely submerged in an instant.

Feeling that the girl had easily dealt with the figures and returned behind her, Maka said leisurely:

"How about it? Plants can also have souls. You have always liked them. Now, does it feel good to be able to communicate with them?"

As he said this, he seemed to have completely forgotten the doubts he had just now.