harry potter book of crimes

St. Martins is not a desert island. There are fields, farms, and two very small villages. But in general, there have never been many families on this small island, so

As for except for the two small towns, nearly one-third of the rest is wasteland.

Today, it rained heavily again on the island.

Why do we say "again"? In fact, it may be because almost the entire land of Britain not far away is shrouded in lead clouds. Those clouds are special and cannot accumulate water vapor. This makes all the water vapor accumulate in the surrounding sea areas.

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It has been raining on the island from time to time recently. This may be the reason, and it really makes the residents of the island feel a little upset.

However, there is nothing we can do about it. The recent rainfall has made the roads in the countryside extremely muddy. Most of the few islanders can only stay at home, and they can only complain to their family members.

These Muggle islanders don't even know the actual situation outside, because the ships that used to come once a week have stopped long ago. In other words, on satellite TV that uses a "cauldron" to receive signals, you can occasionally see some already

The French news that has been filtered by controls, and the British TV that I usually watch...have long been completely unavailable.

Obviously, St. Martins is indeed not a desert island, but now, it has become an isolated island forgotten by many people.

But it must be said that even if it was just an accident or coincidence, even if it was not the other party's intention, this island was finally noticed by some people.

It still rains today, but in the misty rain curtain, a group of figures of different heights, fat and thin appeared. These visitors who came in the rain did not disturb anyone on the island, but the people on the east side of the island.

In a large open space, some strange work was quietly done.

If someone could fly into the air and look down, they would be able to see these hurried figures digging soil silently and regularly on the wasteland. They dig the soil without shovels, only waving small wooden sticks in their hands.

It can easily lift up large chunks of dirt and turf.

In about half a day's work, these people had dug out many shallow pits despite the increasing rain. The overall appearance was a circle composed of pits.

But after setting up an awning and eating something to fill their bellies, the group started digging trenches again.

The shallow ditches look like canals for water diversion, but in fact they seem to be so shallow and narrow that they cannot even be used as canals.

These shallow ditches connected the previously dug shallow pits one by one, and under the continuous rain, they actually accumulated into small pools dotted here and there. If the accumulation was clear water, this picture would probably be very large.

beautiful.

It's a pity that there is more mud than water in the pool, so it looks turbid and muddy, which makes it look even more muddy and ugly.

However, these people who dug holes and furrows obviously never considered the ornamental value. There was no such indicator in their tasks. Most of the day passed, many holes were dug, and the shallow trenches were also completed.

They are connected one after another.

The work they were responsible for seemed to be completed, so soon, most of these people disappeared out of thin air one after another, leaving only a few to guard the surroundings.

The Muggle-Repelling Curse still works, and with the constant rain, no one will come to wander in this wasteland.

And after waiting for more than ten minutes, a second group of people actually appeared in the rain, and as soon as they arrived, they got busy without saying a word.

This second wave of people all came with something. It seemed that they brought pieces of slates. These slates were large and small, and they were all arranged in sequence according to the rules of small on the inside and large on the outside.

A shallow pit has been dug.

It was just that they dug a lot of holes, but they brought far less stone slabs. After placing the stone slabs, they disappeared silently and left, bringing more stone slabs from unknown places to arrange them, and the progress was not the same.

Not very quickly.

It wasn't until noon on the second day that the pits were finally filled with stone slabs - the mission of the second group of people seemed to be completed.

So, they once again left only a few people to guard the site, and everyone else disappeared and left the island. After half an hour of silence, the first group of people came back again.

After these people poured something into each ditch, they began to fill the pits and ditches with soil again.

Needless to say, filling in soil is much easier and more convenient than digging holes and ditches one by one. After the wasteland was refilled with the soil dug out at the beginning... finally, everyone disappeared.

In this one and a half day and almost a whole night, the two groups of people mysteriously and strangely took turns to complete these things. The rain was still falling, but this wasteland that had just been bustling was finally...

Calmness returned.

It is a pity that in the past few days, it is difficult for this area to truly restore the tranquility it deserves - that is, more than an hour of tranquility has just passed, and the third group of people from unknown origins came again.

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However, it is worth mentioning that there are only three people in this third wave of people. One of the two figures is slightly taller and the other is slightly shorter. Looking at the figures through the rain curtain, they seem to be girls. There is also one person

It was a man. Although he was holding a small wooden stick in his hand, he was holding a shining silver sword in his other hand.

And as long as you observe more, it is not difficult to find that the slightly shorter girl among them seems to be the leader of the three.

"Anyway, let's compact it first!"

The girl with messy hair looked around, subconsciously stepped on the ground hard, and then said this.

The sound of her voice became inconspicuous amid the sound of rain and the sound of waves on the surrounding sea. But as soon as she finished speaking, she raised the wooden stick in her hand and waved it swiftly.

The next moment, several cards flew out from her pocket, and inexplicable invisible forces began to envelope the wasteland where pits were dug and then filled again. Wherever they passed, the ground sunk slightly, the dust was quiet, and even the rain fell.

As if being pulled by some force, he fell much faster.

Not long after, all the loose soil on this wasteland was compacted, but because of the rain, the ground was still extremely muddy, and even your shoes would be stuck and sticky if you took even two steps.

After doing this, the three figures began to get busy with other things. Occasionally they would whisper a few words to each other, but they were basically busy most of the time.

Until the early morning of the third day, it rained for two consecutive days and nights, and finally stopped.