harry potter book of crimes

This is Ursula's first time visiting the ancient city of Winchester.

But it was obvious that she had rarely left home since she was injured as a child. Let alone England, she could not even recognize all the roads in the nearby Muggle town. It was not until the prophet's blood awakened that she left because of some sense of mission.

She returned to the hometown where she grew up and visited more places in recent days than she had ever visited in her nearly twenty years of life.

However, the style of the ancient city of Winchester is indeed very rare. Even if the city is filled with annoying gray fog, the sense of historical vicissitudes of this ancient city still cannot stop invading the area within sight.

It's revealed and makes people feel endless aftertaste.

Ursula was held in the arms of the strange doll. While she was secretly enduring the dull pain in her lower back caused by the long-term bumps, she still couldn't help but slightly lift her hood and silently looked around.

It can be found that it seemed to have rained near here last night, and the roads in the streets and alleys were damp.

Perhaps it is because the road in this ancient city has experienced wind, frost, rain and snow for too long. Even if there are traces of repairs by people and horses, there are still potholes everywhere. Because it has rained now, those sunken places have accumulated

With water, it looks even more obvious.

"Miss Hohenheim, your shoes are all wet."

While she was secretly glad that she didn't have to walk on water in a place like this, Ursula couldn't help but kindly remind the other party that before setting off here, this young lady who could control puppets finally told her her name.

In fact, although Ursula was kidnapped by the other party, during her time with him, she always felt that he was not a "bad person", but seemed to be quite easy to talk to.

Because of this, she is no longer as wary of the other party as she was at the beginning.

"Yes, it's already wet," Sarah nodded, "but that's okay, walking in puddles is quite fun."

"Yeah?"

Ursula, who was a little lucky at first, felt a little envious for some reason.

"Well, it does seem interesting."

After finishing her words, Ursula sighed to herself, and then she turned to:

"Miss Hohenheim, are we... already there?"

"Oh, yes! It's almost done," Sarah nodded. "The ancient city of Winchester is where we are coming. The person who asked me to pick you up is waiting here."

"Here?" When Ursula heard this, she couldn't help but knock around again, and then asked with some confusion, "Where is it?"

This is indeed a place with a long history and charm. It is good to visit occasionally and taste the glory of England. But it is a bit strange to live here... let alone where it is now.

It’s a time when everything is full of crises.

But when Ursula was confused for a while, she heard Sarah say:

"Where? I don't know and he hasn't mentioned it to me."

Just as she said this, Sarah suddenly stopped, and when the water splashed, she paused motionless. So, the doll holding Ursula and following her side naturally stopped moving.

Waited silently.

When Ursula saw this, she didn't dare to say anything more, because the other party obviously suddenly noticed something.

After waiting for a while, Sarah nodded slightly and said:

"It looks like someone is coming to pick us up."

"Isn't it a living corpse?" Ursula said worriedly.

"I guess not," Sarah shook her head, "Didn't you notice? There hasn't been even a living corpse in this ancient city until now. Think about it on the way to Winchester before! Every few steps

You can meet a group of people on the road. Compared with this place, it is like hell. I think this place must have been cleaned up."

As soon as she said these words, Ursula suddenly saw two wizards coming out of the mist in front of her.

The next moment, both parties stopped in place and looked at each other.

"Are you Mr. MacLean's people?"

Sarah asked, but received no response. To be honest, compared to the alchemy dolls she made, these two people felt more like "dolls" to them.

"Let me ask you, are they Mr. Macca's subordinates? He asked me to come over to him."

"Miss Hohenheim, I think they might not answer you..." Ursula was about to persuade Sarah not to waste any more words, but soon she was stunned for a moment, "Wait... Mr. MacLean? Could it be?

Mr. MacLean asked you to bring me here?"

She asked rather belatedly, but before she could ask further, she saw the two stern-faced wizards in front of her suddenly turned sideways and extended their hands to invite them, and then turned around and walked back.

When Sarah saw her, she no longer bothered to talk to Ursula, and hurriedly followed her, controlling her body again.

Soon, as the road ahead became smoother and wider, the ancient buildings on the roadside gradually became taller.

Finally, the two wizards who were leading the way suddenly stopped in front of a tall church door, then stepped forward and opened the door wordlessly.

"Squeak"

The heavy wooden door gradually opened, making a teeth-grinding sound.

After the two opened the door, they looked back at Sarah and Ursula, and then walked in one after another. When Sarah saw it, she immediately hurried forward.

This is a very large church, with a sense of heaviness everywhere, and at the same time, the brick and stone walls always give people a cold and gloomy illusion. However, these two feelings are intertwined, but there is nothing wrong with it.

A sense of harmony.

When Sarah and Ursula entered the church, they followed each other and turned around and walked out of the side door, passing through a long corridor. When they suddenly realized that they seemed to have crossed some barrier, a wooden door suddenly appeared.

in front of their eyes.

The next moment, the door opened again, and a prayer hall no smaller than the previous church finally came into their sight.

The bright flames danced high up, radiating the light in all directions, dispersing the fog that also lingered in the hall to a certain extent.

"Sarah, you're here."

Just when Ursula's attention was attracted by the light ball, a familiar voice made her quickly move her gaze to the front of the hall.

It was a familiar back figure, right in the middle of the deep hall. The bright light could not drive away the fog, so that it was difficult to see clearly from such a distance.

"Is it...Mr. Maclean?" Ursula couldn't help but ask.

"Well, Miss Geofine...we meet again."