Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

If he is not a dummy gun, but a talented "excellent" wizard like Voldemort and even Hilbo, maybe there will be another trouble in this world that cannot be ignored.

However, whether it is the so-called "good people" or the so-called "bad people", there are always only a handful of people who are truly outstanding enough to affect society.

Looking at the back of Gunter silently leaving, Maca shook his head and shook his head. He didn't want to over-evaluate the other person's extreme personality. He just had some emotions, and indeed everyone in this world has it!

After a few moments, until the other person's figure was no longer visible, Maca took out his staff, and paused gently to the ground next to his feet.

He soon saw that the dirt under his feet suddenly wanted to turn around, making Maca sink into the ground slowly.

According to Luna's previous comments, the core of the various defense measures in Spiral Town should be directly below this wonderful mercury statue.

Uh ...

Sirius suddenly found out that I do n’t know when it started, and there were still a growing number of living corpses around London, and it didn't continue to appear all of a sudden.

Late at night, several consecutive rounds of inspections, several teams did not witness any abnormalities. Only those spider friends of Maca, still in groups, wandering dutifully.

At this moment, in a temporary stronghold in the outskirts, a team who just went outside and turned around again returned, and the team members came in one by one outside the door.

怎么 样 "How?" Sirius, sitting on a broken sofa, drank refreshing tea, turned his head and asked, "still the same as before, did you see nothing?"

"Yes," the captain of this squad said as he took the cup on the wooden table and poured tea for himself, "Nothing. I just met with the support team from the east. The scope of their responsibility is the same. Suddenly, none of the resurrected dead could be seen! "

I said so, he picked up the still steaming tea cup, took a sip, and then slumped comfortably on the sofa.

Sirius looked at this tea-loving typical British man, but his thoughts had already flown into the misty London city.

He thinks something must have happened inside. Otherwise, the frequency of those living corpses appearing on the edge of the fog is obviously increasing. Why is it suddenly gone now?

"Sirius."

As soon as he was thinking about it, the captain of another squad greeted the members of his squad to stand up.

"Then we will go around again."

"Ah," Sirius followed, then nodded, "Okay ... be careful, don't get too close to the mist! You know, there must be something wrong, be vigilant!"

"of course."

Looking at this squad taking the replacement squad, they took the broom leaning next to the door in turn and drove out. After the door was closed again, Sirius thought about it and stood up from the sofa with a tea cup.

"You guys have a good rest. I'm going to the roof to blow hair and see if there's anything wrong."

"Oh, okay!"

两个 The two squads resting in the living room nodded at him, watching him step on the slightly loose floor and wooden stairs, and crunched all the way upstairs.

This Muggle house, which they used as a temporary base, obviously hasn't lived in a long time.

Not long after, when Sirius climbed from the attic to the house and stood on the ridge watching the previous team flying on a broom in a row, his sight gradually fell into the distant shadow like a mountain.

Now it's night time. Obviously, this is by no means a time period suitable for looking into the distance.

Uh ...

Kick and kick, those footsteps that have no regularity overlap in the silent night, seemingly messy.

But when those footsteps became more and more with the passage of time, the original chaotic movements gradually merged together, making people no longer feel any special sense of disobedience.

The number of live corpses gathered in the city center is increasing rapidly.

To be honest, even before Lupin, they have been trying to count the number of people killed or injured by the attack, but due to the rush of time and the inconvenience of statistical methods, their statistical results still have very large errors with the actual casualties.

现在 But now, when the living corpses in the whole city follow the guidance and gradually come to this city center, the intuitive scene is really shocking.

原来 "It turns out ... so many people have died?"

No matter who it is, even if Maca can see this scene, she will definitely sigh like this in her heart. But for someone, this is perfectly normal.

Most of these live corpses are Muggles, and a few are wizards. As for humanoids like vampires and werewolves, there are probably a few of them mixed in.

Of course, in Haierbo's eyes, these living corpses need only be divided into two categories. One is an ordinary living corpse that can only strike and bite like a beast. The other is that it can use magic. The higher living corpses ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ nothing more.

If anyone is looking down from the street at this moment, you will find that at a crossroads among densely packed corpses, there is a small circle of open space, where only a black, tall and strong figure stands.

Jain is Haierbo, who still lies in the will of the demons, and summons this huge number of living corpses.

No one knows what his intention was to gather so many corpses into the city center, especially ... before he really had complete control of the body.

"Soon ... coming soon ..."

He stood there, whispering alone, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if still focusing on the demon who almost let him go.

But after reading a few words, he raised his head stupidly, and his dark eyes were staring straight into the sky covered by mist.

At that moment, his sight seemed to penetrate the cover of the mist at once, and then pierced through the clouds without hesitation, always looking at the bright sky above the city.

Somewhere far from the earth, a heavy boulder is flying at high speed towards the orbit of the earth, not far from the day captured by the gravity of the earth.

"There is not much time ... not much time."

Maybe this is a necessity, Maca and Haierbo have been repeating the same sentence recently.

"Time is running out."