Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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The survivors, who escaped from the fog of London, had almost the same conditions for a serious injury and dying, but the symptoms shown by the two sides were completely different.

Among them, there must be something wrong.

On top of this, together with Maca, it seems that the two survivors in Spiral Town are particularly concerned, and they even arranged a special observation room for them.

Thinking about it now, most of them are not meaningful.

"But ... why?"

Why do the symptoms of survivors differ between the two parties? Why did Maca care about the two in the observation room again? Such doubts secretly piled up in Hermione's mind.

"Is it because the two ladies in the observation room are special, and the key to solving this corpse disaster is hidden in them?"

Similarly, Maca had said that, but only now did Hermione face it up again.

Because in the current situation, the reason Maca pays special attention to them is obviously not just because they are survivors out of the mist, but because ... they are special even among the survivors.

As for what kind of special law it is, this may only be known by Maca.

"Me too ... at least this should have been thought of!" Hermione thought with a pout, slightly annoyed, "that the conditions of 'severely dying survivors' are not just the two, are they? "

Honestly, Hermione's time for thinking this time has really been a bit long, so long that the witch who wasn't so dared to bother her at last could not help but finally say again:

"Miss Granger?"

That's right, this man who once learned that his father has become a black wizard has indeed made his determination today to stay here with his father. But he begged to die, more to exchange her wife and children's next life with Hermione.

To put it bluntly, he still wants Miss Granger, who is young at this moment but apparently the leader!

Hearing the other party call herself, Hermione took those thoughts to the bottom of her heart for a while, then turned to look at the old man on the bed again.

"Can't move?" She asked.

"Yes," the other party nodded, "I tried my best to get the potion out of my father's life, but ... presumably Miss Granger smelled it when you came in, right? This anti-curse medicine It's an aerosol. With his father in his current state, he will die once he leaves. "

Hermione heard the words and frowned again for a moment.

"How is the situation, Granger?"

Suddenly, the somewhat embarrassing teammate also appeared at the door. But soon she saw her covering her mouth and nose, and immediately took her steps into the room.

"Oh, Merlin's beard ... what is it like?"

While thinking, Hermione didn't care about her appearance, and after pondering for a while, she suddenly felt her beaded handbag:

"Let's do this! You will intensify the preparation of more potions. When I am ready, I will use your bag to transfer your father away ... Although the space in this bag is not large, you can squeeze one or two people. "

As she said, she turned again:

"During your preparation of the potion, we will first take away your family downstairs, and when you are ready, immediately let the Muggle soldiers below me tell me—"

"So, I'll go first."

As she discovered something more important to her halfway through, she apparently became a little hurry.

Fortunately, the difficulties of transferring both families away did not seem to be as great as imagined.

As she walked downstairs, she frowned slightly.

"So, isn't it very important that Maca let us stay there as guards? Now we are leaving one by one, and only Ron is left over the observation room. This is a self-determined decision. Will it have a bad effect on Maca's plan? "

Hermione thought it was a pretty good idea to call for volunteers to come to Faversham. But for now, the share in her heart was definitely starting to shake again.

Not long after, she saw her pushing out the door from the downstairs door, and immediately gestured for the Auror who followed.

"Just move these people downstairs, and the two in the room above will be a little later ..." Speaking of this, she turned to the Muggle soldier and said, "Leave two people here for a while connection."

"Ok."

Seeing that the other party nodded, Hermione, who had finished the task, immediately took out a flying broom from the handbag and immediately strode up.

"Here I leave it to you. I'll go back first-if there is an emergency, you need to inform Spiral Town."

The words did not fall, she could only see her feet kicking, and flew into the sky with a surprised look of the Muggle soldiers not far away, and flew away in a blink of an eye.

"Ah! The broom ... this is the witch!" A soldier sighed.

...

Hermione apparently took the differences in symptoms shown by the survivors, and even doubted her decision to go to Faversham.

In contrast, I guessed that Hermione would most likely go to the back of Maca to support the civilian transfer operation, and her focus seemed to be not in the observation room of New Saint Mungo.

"Kingsley, is the transfer in Faversham still smooth? Is there anything new?"

"Well, from the information sent by Lupin, it seems to be smooth and efficient."

On the battlefield, Maca is still fighting hard-although the results are not glorious, and the speed of the army of corpses is indeed increasing, but with the help of volunteer teams, it looks like it should be time.

So ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Maka seems to be very satisfied with the assistance initiated by Hermione.

Perhaps as Hermione thought, what happened to the two survivors in the observation room was only clear to Maca himself.

"Then I have to work harder!"

After a short pause, he rushed forward again, rushing into the still-like corpse at a faster speed than before.

Needless to say, the fighting continues. Even when all the people along the way have been relocated, this super-conventional magic war is still not over.

It is better to say that the fierceness of the war reached its peak when the living corps finally rushed to the side of the spiral town.

"Herbo--"

As the corpse continued to shuttle, Maca whispered in his heart while letting Bing Ling pass the enemy's black body again and again:

"Are you still coming ... no, they will definitely come!"