harry potter book of crimes

"Kill a demon... In this world, there are not many people who can do this. This is not because every demon has extremely powerful strength - in fact, nowadays, it is possible to face them head-on

Although there are few strong men fighting, there are still some after all. If these people are willing to come together and join forces, even if the opponent is a demon, the chance of winning will not be too small..."

"...That's right, just like what's happening over there right now!"

When Harry and Alexander arrived at Enns by the sea and immediately returned to the southern hills of the inland, a tall figure who had just left the beach not long ago had already returned to Kremlin not far from the battlefield.

Langley Township.

At this moment, he was sitting so casually on the top of an old water tower on the edge of the town, still holding the neck of the rather embarrassed-looking black figure in his hand.

But right behind them, there was another figure who didn't look very tall, but exuded a dangerous aura.

The words spoken by the former at this moment seemed to be directed at the person behind him.

"Yes, even if this battle involves a little more impromptu drama, the general direction will not change after all. Regarding this, I am quite sure," the Lord of the Living Corpses, who was sitting on the edge of the top of the water tower, then had another one.

He continued talking without a word, and suddenly asked with interest, "Do you know why?"

"Why?"

The thin figure behind him asked in a very cooperative manner.

"Because I still have considerable trust in the abilities of my former students - they have talent, perseverance, understand unity, and are always lucky. Well, this last evaluation may be a little unfair to them.

... Let's put it another way... They can always maintain their firm belief in never giving up in dangerous situations - without this persistence, even if luck is waiting at the intersection ahead, they will not be able to get there.

It’s also meaningless.”

"Master, you have a high opinion of those human wizards."

Such words came from behind, and soon, the Lord of Living Corpses sitting in front nodded matter-of-factly.

"Of course," he said, "after all, they were all my students and friends. Some of them were given their strength by me, and some of them were even brought up under my leadership."

It’s not surprising that it’s high.”

"That--"

The figure behind him opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something else on this topic, but when the words reached his lips, he involuntarily took them back.

"What's that? Just say whatever you want." The Lord of the Living Corpses said without looking back.

"I just want to ask, if it were 'us', what would the master say?"

"Huh?" After hearing this, the Lord of the Living Corpses turned his head slightly, glanced at the figure behind him with a seemingly profound look and said, "Are you asking the members of your clan? Or just want to ask?

You siblings yourselves?"

Obviously, you can know from his words that the thin figure standing behind him at this moment must be one of the living corpse twins. But I don't know if it was his words that made the other person feel scared.

, or was it just the look in his eyes that made him feel uneasy, the latter immediately lowered his head slightly and said respectfully:

"Don't dare."

"What dare you do?" The Lord of the Living Corpses waved his hand behind him, "I know that you should have heard about my decision to let your sister work separately from you. I also know that you would definitely prefer to be able to work together all the time.

Being with my sister - maybe because of this, you will be a little bit dissatisfied with me..."

"...Don't dare!"

The voice of the young living corpse sounded behind him again, and the feeling of respect and fear became more obvious.

"I said, it doesn't matter, you don't have to do this." The Lord of the Living Corpses shook his head and said, "I said at the beginning that you don't always need to obey me with such fear... Although

Because I am a demon, and you are living corpses born as vassals...or to be more precise, 'sub-demon', so you are born to feel this way about me. But don't you already have your own will now?

You're no longer the zombies you once were - you see, that guy like Dead Wind did a pretty good job, didn't he?"

"...Yes, Master."

"Actually, the title 'Master' can be dispensed with... Forget it, anyway, you have to understand that what I want you to do now, apart from my own needs, is actually more for your own future.

.So you can stop looking at all this with the mentality that I am doing things - you should also know very well that your sister must be more reluctant to leave you than you are, but it is because she wants to understand this that she

She will willingly do the things I have arranged for her on her own."

"I……"

Having said this, he paused for a moment. After hearing that the young living corpse behind him was still hesitant to say anything complete, he waved his hand again and said:

"There is still some time. You can think about it carefully...or wait until you go back to take a look at some of the recent changes in and around London."

After a while, the young living corpse finally nodded and said:

"I understand, Master."

After the words fell, this matter was finally put aside for the time being. And because it was obvious that something more immediate was happening right now, it immediately readjusted its status.

Immediately, I saw it raised its head again, looking at the battlefield in the distance to the west... and the most eye-catching figure of the huge demon in the battlefield, and then said:

"Master, our clan has always been willing to serve you. This mission could have been handed over to us. And if it had been handed over to us, at least it would not have been like those humans, just for a mere ignorant clan member.

If we delay the war like this, we must actively prioritize completing the mission."

Hearing what the young man said, the Lord of the Living Corpses couldn't help but sigh silently, but he didn't look back, so he wasn't seen by the young living corpse behind him.

Then, I saw him and said:

"Remember what I just said? There are actually no people in this world who can defeat demons. Even if you work hard, there may not be anyone who can control a lone demon like me by myself. Your clan

Although he was born as a vassal of the devil, nowadays, it is indeed possible to gather enough combat power...but as I said, if you want to truly kill a devil, there are very few people who can do it.

You can't do it, not even I can do it, only they - only he can do it!"

When he said the last words, he raised his free left hand and pointed to the southern sky. And you can see that in the sky over there, there are three black spots flying rapidly towards the battlefield.

Come.