harry potter book of crimes

The first thousand nine hundred and eighty-six chapters cut the sea without trace

Delphi's heart was wandering, wandering between reality and memory, so much so that even her people were always wandering between the two.

That day, Maka put the time turner in her hand, allowing her to stay in France and wait silently with a little peace of mind. But the longer she waited, the more illusive her peace of mind became.

It was so worn out that the hesitation and worry in her heart came back again.

Finally, when she heard from Sarah that a new enemy had appeared on the British land, she could no longer keep calm.

"That's the devil. It must be the devil. The devil has finally arrived!"

In Delphi's memory, which has become increasingly blurry since she lost her magical talent, the figure of the devil is still vaguely discernible.

To be honest, their strength is not very powerful, at least not to the extent that everyone will be helpless. However, their arrival will accelerate the evolution of ordinary living zombies that even modern wizards can barely resist!

This will not stop after the initial advancement, but if they are allowed to exist on the British soil, the entire living zombie group will continue to evolve until all individuals have grown into advanced masters who have mastered the power of rules.

Level living corpse.

At that time... Regardless of whether they will break out of Britain and attack the surrounding areas, the mere existence of so many high-level zombies in this world is enough to make the whole of Europe... and even the whole world tremble.

What Delphi still remembers very clearly is that "originally" her father was forced to retreat to the African continent after he was unable to eradicate those demons for many years and the living zombies generally evolved to a high level.

And now, it seems that the nightmare memory will be played out again in front of her.

"Dad, what are you doing? Why haven't you come back yet?"

With the help of the portkey, Delphi appeared directly on the coastal road where he met the Blois and his daughter before. Looking at the dark shadow line across the strait in the north, he couldn't help but whisper:

"Since I can't wait for you, I will go find you myself... You have to know that I won't use it until I see you in person!"

Caressing the time turner hanging on her chest, murmuring to the open sea of ​​the English Channel, this was what she had done every day during the previous period. But today, her mood had a new

Variety.

"Yes...so if I end up dying on the way, it will be your fault...Dad, do you understand?"

The midday sun shines on the Granger Camp, making the colorful tents look colorful, often reminding people of the grand occasion of the Quidditch World Cup in the past.

It's a pity that, let alone the World Cup, many Quidditch teams in Western Europe have already been suspended from daily training and practice matches. Many players have been forced to abandon the Quaffle and Bludgers and form a team.

Flying Defense Force.

Quidditch protective gear is no longer a prop prepared for the game, but has become armor to protect one's life in front of the enemy.

For example, at this moment, among the wizards who are still resting in the injured area, there are several members of the flying team that were pieced together from the original Quidditch team.

The temperature is gradually rising with the change of seasons, and the bright sunshine overhead will only make the already smelly air more unbearable at best.

"...Stay away, everyone. There can't be anyone around Harry. Stay back! Stay back!"

On the beach on the other side of the Granger camp, Hermione was keeping everyone away from Harry, including Neville, Hannah and the other four people who needed to support Harry, as well as Hermione herself.

After everyone had retreated behind her, she turned to Luna and nodded. Upon seeing this, Luna nodded slightly, and then said seriously to Neville and the other four:

"Remember! It only lasts for three seconds at most. After three seconds, you must immediately disconnect from Harry at the same time - I will help you, but it is not me who is mentally connected to Harry. In the end, you still have to rely on yourself.

"

"good!"

Neville took the lead in responding, and others responded one after another. Even Ginny nodded seriously.

Percy's death made her depressed for a long time. In fact, she still hasn't recovered from it until now. It's just that instead of cowering next to Harry in silence, after hearing about Percy's last wish, she now hopes more

Able to do his best to realize Percy's wish.

Yes, there is still something she can do, but she can no longer waste time.

"Harry, are you ready?" At this moment, Luna looked at Harry again, who was standing barefoot in the sea, and said loudly, "Kick the bugs out of your head, we are about to start!"

There was nothing bothering Harry in his head, but he was indeed a little distracted at the moment. This attempt was risky for him. The worst case scenario might be that he would do it again.

Mentally and physically exhausted, he fainted on the spot after bursting out with astonishing strength.

Then... needless to say, they will definitely not be able to catch up with the battle to retake the Burrow. Unless Hermione and the others are willing to postpone their plan until he recovers.

However, even with such risks, this attempt is quite necessary.

Due to the close contact with the mind of a high-level living zombie, Luna seemed to have made a further breakthrough in the rules of empathy after spending a lot of money. This time, she came up with another way to make Ha

A way to more freely use the true power contained in the Sword of Gryffindor.

"Don't desert!"

Hermione on the side had obviously guessed something from Luna's "harassment", and immediately reminded Harry loudly.

"I know," Harry said, holding the sword in his hand and waving his hand behind him, "I'm ready and can start at any time."

"Then get ready-"

Luna pointed at Neville and others in a Quidditch kick-off manner and said:

"link!"

It was not difficult for the four of them to just connect mentally with Harry. Just as Luna shouted these words, the consciousness of the four of them was guided by the runes and connected closely with Harry.

refuted together.

At that moment, Harry could only feel the feeling of fighting bloody battles among the zombies rushing back to his heart. His bloodshot eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and a faint red light flashed in his pupils.

And in the next moment, he suddenly raised the Sword of Gryffindor, and a large piece of silver light poured out like a wave towards the broad sea ahead.

This time, there was no fog, no dust flying, and even the sea water still rose and fell slowly as usual. The extremely sharp sword light sank into the sea surface, making no sound.

Three...two...one.

"disconnect!"

Luna's soft yet firm melodious voice suddenly sounded, breaking the three seconds of silence.

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