harry potter book of crimes

John attended many banquets, including those from wizards, Muggles, goblins, Veelas, vampires... and even those from the mermaid tribe under Stowe Lake - a country where multi-racial coexistence is more common than in Europe.

In the United States, he was born in the Stewart family with a special nature. When he was young, he lived a very boring and absurd life. What kind of banquet has he not seen?

But even like this, he still had no clue about the banquet held by the living zombie clan tonight, and even... felt a little ridiculous.

But it's no wonder. After all, not long ago, the living zombie clan gave most people the impression of being cruel, disorderly and extremely crazy. Now, even if they have a little understanding of their other side, they still think about the time when the zombie wave swept across the world.

The scene of Britain leaving only an endless disaster area is still vivid in my mind. Just the dazzling numbers in the intelligence data are enough to leave a very deep memory for anyone.

A murderer who seemed to have no sense of reason was now holding a banquet, which really made him unable to recover.

Therefore, when John walked to the door of the side hall of the restaurant, still full of daydreams, and subconsciously opened the door, he had even considered whether he was one of the dishes at this dinner.

Or the kind that is delivered to your door!

If this is really the case, then... it seems that I have been "captive" here in recent days, with unlimited food every day, but no one pays attention to my strange situation, so it finally makes sense...

?

"Mr. Stewart is here? Please come in——"

Suddenly, a familiar voice brought him back to reality from all kinds of dangerous assumptions. He looked closely and saw the living corpse girl Bai Ye inside the door, shaking her left hand that was emitting a soft light.

Very casually, he waved at him with his free right hand.

"Just find a seat and sit wherever you want! There are drinks on the table, so just feel free to do whatever you want!"

Bai Ye pointed randomly at the long table in the restaurant, and then ignored him. She ran to the other side again with slightly brisk steps, and put the ball on her left hand.

Guanghui threw it hard and hung it in the air a few inches below the high ceiling.

It can be seen that the originally luxurious but somewhat empty and boring royal dining room has been decorated with many colorful light groups of similar brightness, some of which are flickering uncontrollably, like Christmas light bulbs.

charming.

"Sister... can I hang this here?"

"Okay, the master will like them."

"It would be great!"

In addition to Bai Ye, many other high-level living corpses can be seen under the colorful lights in the restaurant. They have different appearances and different sizes. Most of them are quite scary and terrifying to ordinary people, but here every one of them is...

Ruled and restrained. In contrast, Bai Ye, who has become more and more lively recently, is actually the most conspicuous among "them".

"Mr. Stewart, come and sit!"

When another voice greeted him from the long table, John, who was still a little dazed, forced himself to calm down secretly and started walking in again.

"Uh... hello, Miss Granger... nice to see you again."

"Of course, I'm happy too."

The first meeting at the door was indeed very short, but even so, Hermione and her group still left a very deep impression on John in that short period of time. Not for any other reason, just because they had just walked out of the door.

The smell of the fierce battle that lingered on the bodies of Hermione and others after their return was really strong and unforgettable.

"Mr. Stewart," Hermione, who had taken a good rest for a while, still looked a little tired on her face, but her complexion was obviously much better than when they first met, "Bai Ye has just told us some things about you.

- I have to be honest, coming here at this time is really not a good choice!"

In fact, John is still not very relaxed at the moment - even though almost all the zombies here are very quiet, there is still a feeling for him in being in the same room with so many powerful-looking zombies.

A pressure that is difficult to completely resolve.

At this time, listening to what Hermione said on the opposite side, he could only maintain his composure on the surface, smiled and nodded:

"Yes! Well... I have to say, it is indeed the case."

Even though he was extremely uneasy in his heart, this old wizard among wizards still had the ability to conceal his mood at the moment, and he did not show too much anxiety in front of Hermione.

Of course, Hermione opposite seemed to be just as she was when they first met, not really caring about what this middle-aged wizard from the United States was thinking right now.

"Let's not talk about those troublesome things for now. The 'master' hasn't arrived yet, so let's just sit there for a while!" She also smiled at John and said, "Oh, as for what 'them' say, don't worry too much.

Believe me, they are not in danger now."

The "them" in Hermione's mouth naturally refers to the high-level zombies who are also sitting on this long table. After all, no matter how good John is at hiding it, he still can't hide the wariness he shows towards the zombies.

of.

After giving the American man opposite him, who was also a human wizard, a little insight in an attempt to eliminate some of the excess defensiveness in his mind, she no longer cared about whether the other man really listened to what he said, and just took care of herself.

He held his forehead with one hand and rubbed it gently twice, as if to relieve his fatigue.

"Hermione?"

Harry on the side only glanced at Hermione and John while the latter was talking, and quickly returned his attention to the former.

"I'm fine," Hermione turned to Harry and smiled, "Have a good sleep tonight, and you should be fine tomorrow. Safina, on the other hand, was seriously injured this time..."

"It's pretty good that you're all alive, isn't it?"

On the other side, Safina, who Hermione said was seriously injured, just waved her hand casually, holding a glass of wine with one hand while shaking it while saying this. Just from the surface, it was impossible to tell whether she was injured or not -

-At least John, who had closed his mouth and observed silently, didn't see anything at all.

However, the unconcealed fatigue revealed in the expressions and postures of the group of people in front of him was obvious.

And just during the moment when Hermione and others were chatting casually, the restaurant had been decorated by Bai Ye and several other zombies to make it look more like a banquet. John, who was silent, didn't know what expression to make at this time, so he could only remain silent.

Waiting for the moment when this dinner party really begins.

At some point, there was another sound of footsteps in the corridor outside...