harry potter book of crimes

The Yorkshire Dales are a region of continuous valleys located in central England.

To be honest, since the view here is wide and there are few trees to cover it, it is not actually a good place for defense during wartime. But obviously, it makes sense for old Aslan to choose this place.

Because at least before today, this valley was a little far away from London, but not too far away. When the living corpses were relatively sparsely distributed, it was still possible to continue to understand some trends in the south through inspection and observation. Yes.

It is said to be both safe enough and convenient for obtaining information.

In addition, there is a city of Birmingham between London and Weymouth. If Weymouth still has plans to recapture the latter, they will be able to provide certain assistance in a more convenient and timely manner here.

However, no matter how sophisticated old Aslan's strategic planning was, it was not worth an accident that almost no one could have predicted.

Oh no! In fact, it seems that certain crises have been anticipated - otherwise, old Aslan and the rest of the Hogwarts alumni would not have been forced to move to the Yorkshire Dales.

"Old Sir, we have tested the living corpses kneeling on the hillside outside the camp in various ways, but there has been no reaction at all."

"Then let's start cleaning! Start from the south first... In addition, separate a team of people to ride brooms and keep an eye on the top of the north slope. If there is any abnormality, come over and report it immediately."

"Okay, I'll go and inform everyone right away."

After arriving in the valley and deciding on a place to stay, old Aslan had people focus mainly on arranging protection, so that the area they currently use to live and hold meetings is still very crude.

Just like now, even though this is still a tent used for command, it is also the place where old Aslan rests.

Sometimes he is obviously talking about something very serious, but when he turns around, he will see the old man's bed and various daily necessities. Even if the old man doesn't mean anything, it is inevitable that some people will come in to listen to the mission.

I feel a little embarrassed.

Seeing that the wizard couldn't help but turn around and glance at his somewhat messy bed before leaving, old Aslan finally shook his head and simply waved his wand to hide the bed.

Then, he frowned and paced back and forth in the tent.

"Something must have appeared in the north."

Old Aslan said secretly in his heart.

But, what happened? As soon as he started thinking about this problem, he immediately felt that the uneasiness in his heart became more intense.

And obviously, to be able to make so many living corpses kneel down automatically, what happened there was definitely not a trivial matter. In order to ensure the life safety of the group of alumni who followed him to the greatest extent, he should be ready to evacuate at any time.

Very necessary.

But the problem is that if they immediately retreat as soon as they encounter possible danger, then what is the point of taking the risk and coming here?

While he was thinking and weighing, he suddenly heard another set of footsteps approaching from far away, and he hurried over here.

"Old Sir," soon a wizard who was responsible for guarding the camp entrance opened the tent entrance curtain and said, "We saw Mr. Weasley coming, you know - with his fire dragon

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When old Aslan heard this, he immediately frowned and nodded.

"It seems that the same situation has happened to the living corpse group in the south... Well, I understand, please invite him over... Forget it, I'll go out!"

He looked at the messy tent, then walked towards the door, and left together with the wizard who came to inform him.

However, despite the shabby nature of the tents, this camp built on the highlands has already turned out to be decent. It’s just that most people have just left here and gone to the southern slopes, so the camp seems a little quiet.

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Old Aslan stood by the large extinguished bonfire in the middle, looked up, and happened to see Charlie riding the fire dragon Norberta and landing in the open space outside the camp.

Because not long ago, Charlie was working with this group of alumni. He even helped when they came here to set up the camp. Everyone seemed very familiar with him. He was only seen with a few people at the same entrance.

After the wizard said hello, he walked through the door and walked straight towards old Aslan.

"Mr. Weasley," the old wizard stepped forward and asked immediately, "Where is Kate? How is she?"

Ms. Statham, who had followed Charlie before, was after all the granddaughter of the old wizard. Seeing that she was no longer with Charlie now, she suddenly became a little worried.

"Oh, it's okay. She is staying in Weymouth for the time being. I didn't let her come with me this time." Charlie said, "After all, the reason for the abnormality of the living corpse group this time is still unclear."

"Well, it's fine." Old Aslan nodded slightly, and then turned around and said, "So, the same thing happened near your Weymouth camp?"

When Charlie heard this, he couldn't help but shook his head.

"Actually, what I saw along the way was almost the same scene... It seems that the place where the problem occurred is further north."

"Then...are you planning to continue going north?" Old Aslan said, then thought about it, and then couldn't help but add, "Or are you planning to go back to Hogwarts to have a look?"

"Actually, I really wanted to take another look, but before I set off from Weymouth, Percy told me to stop here. Oh, I seem to have forgotten - Percy is my brother,

Currently acting commander of Weymouth Camp - I have to listen to him now."

"Your brother is right. In this situation, it's better to be careful!"

As he spoke, old Aslan turned back and glanced north. Unfortunately, the fog blocked his sight, preventing him from seeing anything of reference significance.

After a short pause, he turned around and continued:

"So, I think you should be returning to Weymouth soon this time... By the way, give me a message! Tell your brother, we are here, and if anything changes, I will send someone immediately

Pass the news on."

"Okay," Charlie nodded, "Old Sir, you should be more careful here... Unexpectedly, the north, which was thought to be relatively safe, now seems to have greater hidden dangers. I will do it as soon as possible

I'll go back and discuss it with Percy. Weymouth has received a new batch of reinforcements recently, and we might be able to send some manpower here to strengthen the defense."

"That's good news."

Old Aslan smiled, but the smile didn't stay on his face for too long, but suddenly turned solemn again - at that moment, he suddenly turned his head again, and looked at the camp again with Charlie

Northern sky.