harry potter book of crimes

I don’t know when, a group of people appeared on the woodlands of High Weald in southeastern England.

This group of people seemed to not want anyone to know their identities. They all wore gray hooded cloaks and hid their bodies in the shadows under the cloaks.

Yes, it would be fine if only one or two people did this, but if the entire team did this, there would naturally be a sense of deliberateness.

But it doesn't matter, because they don't care whether they are deliberate or not, as long as they cover their bodies and appearances, it is enough. In this disaster place where no one dares to set foot easily, under the usual lead cloud, no one will guess them.

Who exactly is it?

The wind seems to have become a bit fierce recently, and the clouds are still covering the sky and the sun is extremely low, but after all, no rain or snow has fallen, even if it is just to moisten the increasingly dry soil under my feet.

In fact, this hilly area was originally beautiful and full of vitality - it stretches from the marshes of Kent to the west and extends to Hampshire for 125 miles. It is known as the most beautiful existing forest in Europe.

Medieval landscape.

There are strange-shaped fields, low hills with gorgeous vegetation, and there is always some wasteland, but there are more green woodlands. Along the way from east to west or north to south, there are manors, mansions, castles,

The garden... also has three well-maintained steam railways that have witnessed a rich history.

Throughout the ages, no traveler from afar would be willing to miss this beautiful and historic area, let alone the local people who are proud of it?

"The McMillan family seems to have several orchards and wineries over there."

"I don't really like drinking wine, so... forget it!"

When passing a fork in the road, you could see someone in the gray cloak team raising his hand and pointing towards the crooked road sign, but the companion shook his head slightly. Soon, the team chose

Take another fork in the road and continue heading north.

There is no greenery on the roadside, no sweet fragrance of flowers and fruits, and no local residents who used to be busy in tea gardens, orchards and large flower fields. Even the originally bright wall paint faded under the gloomy sky.

It became extremely gloomy below.

Life and death can not only be distinguished by time, but it seems that sometimes it can also be distinguished by color. Today, the High Weald area, like other places in the UK, is classified in the shadow of death.

"At least until now, we haven't seen any living corpses, which is better than some time ago."

I don’t know who in the team said such a sentence, and the tone was a bit low. But whether it was because of luck or relief, it was always a truth. As soon as it was spoken, several people in the team nodded.

.

Everyone seemed to have a little more expectation in their hearts.

However, everything has to wait until they go to London... or even what is actually done before they can truly get the answer. But before that, expectations can only be expectations. When facing danger, they cannot bring them anything.

Too much peace of mind.

And a moment later, as we got closer and closer to the outer suburbs of London, the figures of those living corpses inevitably appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Wandering among the desolation of nature and the ruins of civilization, after all, it will not be a good thing. But for some reason, everyone's hearts, which have always been cautious, were slightly lowered when they saw those living corpses. Especially.

When they discovered that the living corpses did not seem to have any desire to attack them, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not to say that they are not worried about these guys who should be enemies by reason and reason, but before that, in the seemingly deserted area along the way, the scythe of death has never been put down - now many people

Demons are wandering around in the south, and obviously, the demons are much scarier than those living corpses!

"Maybe someone will come to pick us up soon."

Suddenly, such a sentence came from the shadow of the hood of the gray cloak leader, causing the whole team to pause for a moment, but they did not delay for too long, and followed the leader who did not stop for a moment.

Leader, continue walking towards the north.

In the north, closer to London, the density of living corpses is obviously higher. But think about it, a quite large army of living corpses has just gathered here before, and such a large number of living corpses always have to be resettled.

Even among the zombies, some concepts are very different from humans. In the eyes of most high-level zombies who have opened up their wisdom, the lower-level zombies are just a group of stupid walking zombies, except for the most potential among them.

Except for a few, the rest were just like corpses.

The living zombies are cold and indifferent to both their enemies and themselves.

"Ah...this feeling is really unbearable."

Someone in the team said this again. Although he was just talking to himself, it also accurately expressed the feelings of most other people - nothing is better than walking in an increasingly dense environment.

Being in a group of living corpses, but not being able to do anything makes it even more uncomfortable; but if there is one thing, it is probably the tragic scene of being surrounded by multiple demons.

Fortunately, not long after, just as the tour leader said, someone from London came to pick them up.

In fact, this place is still quite far away from the real city of London. You have to go through the outer suburbs and suburbs to get there. However, after the group of living corpses discovered their presence, someone immediately came to guide them. This may also be a sign of sincerity.

After thinking about some speculations and conjectures, everyone's mood finally became a lot more peaceful. They followed the unfamiliar figure who was obviously a high-level zombie and followed the road to London.

…

In London, outside Buckingham Palace.

Probably after returning from the underground building of the old Ministry of Magic! The long-haired girl in the twins didn't know why, but it seemed that she no longer wanted to wear the dirty and shabby clothes before. She found a clean pair

The plain lace dress, coupled with her beautiful long hair, looks surprisingly cute at first glance.

Of course, it seems that you still can't look at her face... I mean, it's best not to look at it!

"Those humans are coming from the southeast. They just walked out of the forest. I asked Ze Ni to pick them up... Do you want to report to the master?"

A tribesman came in from the square outside and said this to her, and saw her shaking her head slightly.

"Let's wait until they arrive!"

"knew."

Before he finished speaking, the tribesman immediately went out through the ice cave door at the entrance of the vestibule, leaving the girl alone standing in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.