harry potter book of crimes

"We came from Salisbury. In fact, we planned to go southeast to Southampton to find a ship to escape from England. But we encountered too many dangers along the way, and we found that we must not go south.

Let’s go, there are more zombies over there!”

"So while hiding and escaping, we unknowingly discovered that we had arrived in Weymouth..."

The police officer’s name was Rowan. According to him, he was originally a special police officer in Salisbury. In this huge disaster, he could only be regarded as an inconspicuous ordinary person, but for

Those real ordinary people...even ordinary policemen, at least they still have guns and bullets.

You know, the British police are not allowed to carry guns during regular tasks. So even though his bullets are not very effective against the walking zombies, after he happened to escape the first wave of the most terrifying zombies, he still managed to survive.

Have the ability to protect yourself.

No, not only that, he can even save one or two people occasionally.

"Originally, when we had the largest number of people in our team, there were thirty-six survivors," Officer Rowan shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, the number of people rescued after that has never exceeded the losses along the way. Until now, we

There are only a dozen left, and less than half of them are already wounded."

As he led Harry and others forward, he lowered his voice and told about the situation of his team. Just listening to his narration, everyone could already understand to some extent the difficulty of their escape journey.

Harry on the side listened and couldn't help but said with relief:

"At least you have saved a lot of people... Without you, it would be difficult for them to get here."

But Officer Luo Wen could only sigh after hearing this.

"We survivors happened to be hiding in a nearly airtight room when the fog broke out. In fact, when I found these friends, they were still hiding in places such as basements. Some of them even had

Plenty of food and fresh water." He said, "In fact, if I hadn't taken them away, they might still be alive and well now! You say I saved them, but who knows if I did?

Just giving them a glimmer of false hope?”

His words made all the friends don't know what to say. Maybe they will starve to death in the basement or die of thirst, but it doesn't necessarily mean that they really can't survive until this is over, right?

No one can make a conclusion before the final result has arrived.

"And even if I was really helping them by taking them away, I wasn't the one who actually kept the dozen or so friends alive." Officer Rowan paused, then added, "When I left Salisbury,

On the third day, we met two wizards. It was the two of them who desperately escorted us all the way, and we were able to escape with minimal losses when we were surrounded by many zombies several times... Oh, this way

.”

As he spoke, he seemed to have brought Harry and others to his temporary foothold.

Judging from what can be seen, this should be a bar. Because the entrance is on a small road, the original owner also installed a retractable gate outside the door, which looks very safe.

"Come and open the door! I've found some reliable helpers!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the face of a young man popping up from the door, looking at Officer Rowan and Harry and others behind him. Seeing Rowan nod, he opened it with a click.

Lock, and creaking the fence door to the side.

"come in!"

The other party nodded slightly to Harry and the others, and then stepped aside, but the vigilance in his eyes did not completely fade away. Obviously, this disaster has also brought more suspicion to these survivors.

"Walk."

Harry gave a brief signal to his friends beside him, and then walked in first in the other person's sight. When everyone saw this, they immediately followed him.

"Wow!"

The iron gate was closed again.

…

Probably due to the lack of lighting, the interior is darker than expected. After all, this is a bar and doesn't need too many windows.

As soon as he entered, Harry found that the round table inside had basically been pushed aside, and several people were lying on the vacated floor, with looks of pain on their faces.

However, the person who really caught Harry's attention at a glance was undoubtedly the woman in robes who was sitting at the bar and looking over.

This lady looked to be about thirty years old. The purple robe with black edges on her body made him know that she was a witch at a glance. As for the one sitting on the bar, emitting wisps of smoke.

The small crucible revealed her identity even more.

And when Harry and others were looking at her, she was also looking back here. It could even be seen that after she stared at Harry carefully for a few more times, she showed a look of surprise.

"The Boy Who Lived?" I heard the other party speak first, "Oh! Is it Harry Potter?"

"This is such a nostalgic title!" Harry shrugged and led everyone towards her, "Yes, you can call me Harry... I have to say, this title is quite accurate.

, at least I am still alive now, which is indeed a miracle."

Harry said it jokingly, but there wasn't much of a smile on his face. After experiencing so much, many of the facts before him had made it hard for him to laugh.

"Ma'am, I think we can put it off for a while," he looked back at the injured on the ground, and then said, "We just happened to bring along a young lady who is good at treatment. I believe she can help.

Everyone, try to ease your injuries."

"Oh, this is great! I have used up the white essence a long time ago. I have temporarily prepared other magic potions, but it is difficult to achieve the desired effect due to lack of materials." The witch said quickly, "Who is this?

Ms. Therapist?”

While the witch was speaking, Harry also turned around and nodded to Safina.

"Well, of course."

Safina nodded slightly and followed the other person towards the injured.

"Seriously, I wish I could have met you earlier." Officer Rowan sighed again from the side, "By the way, I think I still have to apologize to you again! I'm sorry for that time."

"It doesn't matter," Harry waved his hand and said, "You have so many people to take care of, so nothing will happen to you. We can understand."

"Thanks."

Luo Wen thanked him again, and then suddenly frowned as if he had thought of something, but finally shook his head and put aside his worries for the time being. He was planning to go to the mall again to get some food and water.

It's a pity that I met a living corpse just after arriving nearby.

In any case, meeting Harry and the others is his greatest luck today, isn't it?