harry potter book of crimes

The second thousand two hundred and thirty-three chapters spawned the will

"Ta-ta...ta-ta...ta-ta."

In this dark underground corridor paved with black wall tiles, two different footsteps intersected with each other, each colliding, reflecting, echoing, and swaying into the distance.

But it's obvious that their owners are not worried about who will hear them.

This is the last corridor leading to the Department of Mysteries, the deepest part of the British Ministry of Magic. It is located deep underground in London. Since London became a city of icicles, not many people are willing to disturb it, let alone this underground place.

Ministry of Magic building.

Except for one person, no one else will disturb this dead silence.

"I didn't like the noise in the past, but now it's quiet, but I still don't like it... It seems that I just hate this crappy place in general."

Holding the hand of the newly promoted high-level zombie, the tall figure was moving forward attentively. The girl next to him seemed to feel a little awkward - if he used his ability, he would definitely run too fast, but without it, he would run too fast.

But it seems that he can't keep up with Wang's pace.

With its nascent wisdom, it began to think almost subconsciously, but it never came up with any good solution. It could only take three steps and two steps at a time, staggeringly following the tall figure.

Not long after, the two figures, one large and one small, finally arrived at the end of the corridor, and took the independent magic elevator that was separated from the main magic elevator and continued to sink deeper underground.

Of course, considering the speed of this magic elevator, talking about depth actually doesn't make much sense. In short, it is very deep, but even if it is deeper, it cannot reach the center of the earth, right?

Soon, when the elevator stopped, the fence door in front of me opened automatically, and two figures walked out.

"Buzz——"

The next second they walked out, the circular room, which was filled with black and had black doors embedded in the walls, suddenly began to rotate at high speed.

When the arc-shaped walls and doors that formed a circle stopped again, the tall figure took the girl and walked towards one of the doors without hesitation again.

"Open the door!"

A broad and dark palm patted the girl's shoulder, as if to remind her, but also to urge her.

This zombie girl is very obedient, or in fact, it can be said that she naturally chooses to obey the orders of the "superior" - even if the zombie has initially developed intelligence, some key emotions have not been supplemented.

As long as emotions have not formed a "self", they will only be a more useful tool at best.

And what is hidden behind this door may give it the power it lacks.

Seeing the girl taking a step forward obediently, she subconsciously put her hand on the door panel to push it open, but at that moment, her whole body suddenly stopped.

On his side, the tall figure's hand remained there just after patting the girl's shoulder, and it has not been taken away until now.

Realizing that the girl had actually entered the state, he nodded slightly.

It is not easy to open the self-will for a living corpse. It takes time and even more luck. But now with the power behind this door, after supplementing some of the emotions for the individual who has developed intelligence, the difficulty will be reduced a lot.

However, the probability of eventual success is still not too high.

Today, a large number of living corpses have gathered around London. After an accident caused by the devil, more than 50% of them have evolved.

But even so, there are still very few among them who can advance to high-level living zombies, and even fewer who can produce wisdom.

Until now, the individuals who can truly catalyze their own will cannot even be summarized as "one in a million".

Fortunately, the process of forming oneself in this way is just an artificially accelerated evolution. If you just leave them alone, a very small number of individuals will reach this point sooner or later, but it will take a long time.

It's time.

It's a pity that many people don't have time to wait for this most natural evolutionary process. Even if it is rougher, more difficult, and less likely, the Lord of the Living Corpses is still continuing.

This "work" of it.

Just like today, only one living corpse is brought here, and sometimes there may be one or two more, but as long as one more living corpse can be born, it will be profitable.

As for the living corpse girl today...the "king" beside her seemed to be very satisfied after feeling it carefully, and nodded slightly again.

"The potential should be no worse than that of the siblings."

The words were spoken very softly, and the tall figure's rich voice became a little unclear, but the Department of Mysteries was extremely quiet, and even the softest sound would echo long and lingering for a long time.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but the girl suddenly turned around and looked around in confusion. Then, she saw the tall figure who was slowly opening his eyes. Just now, he seemed to be just closing his eyes and concentrating.

"woke up?"

Naturally, there is no expression on that black ferocious face, which is not only annoying but also scary. But in its words, it seems to reveal gentleness and kindness.

"how do you feel?"

"Owner."

Those who have reached this point are obviously not new to London. However, in the period when the living corpses have not yet developed intelligence, they still have memories. In the past, I seemed to be a fool, among a large number of similar people.

When she was dawdling around, she accidentally heard a certain high-ranking fellow member mention it... no, even the master who had always talked about it.

But now, even though her wisdom is still unclear, she is no longer an ordinary living corpse.

"Um."

He patted her shoulder again, and then waved his hand, gesturing for her to follow him.

"By the way, it's time to give you a name...what do you want to be called?"

"……have no idea."

The girl lowered her head slightly, letting the other person pull her and walked quickly back to the elevator, then hurried back and left along the way she came.

"Then think about it carefully! Things like names are quite important."

While some secret operations were taking place in London, some things that needed to be kept secret were also happening in the command post tent at Camp Granger.

That is……

"A reconnaissance team just came back, and they confirmed from a distance on the shore that the demon has indeed returned!" Bill said very seriously, "Let's not talk about anything else, at least the giant demon you mentioned before is now

Just wandering around Christchurch - my team didn't dare to get too close, but we did see it, after all, it's sometimes hard not to see it with such a big body."

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