Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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If you want to solve the problem once and for all, you must start from the root. If Haierbo does not get rid of it one day, even if Maca destroys no more living corpses, it is just giving the other party reasons to create more living corpses.

In the end, Maca still didn't shoot at the corpse of the mountains and mountains-considering many reasons, he finally decided to just trap them there, wait for him to figure it out, or deal with it after finding Haierbo .

Of course, according to his habits, there will be some backhands left there needless to say.

After spending several hours, when Maka spent a lot of time wandering the whole of Kent and back to the original camp, many Blois wizards who saw him return found him I don't seem to be in a good mood.

"Mr. McLean."

The person in charge, the witch who had been staying in this camp, saw Marka appear here, and even greeted him quickly, saying a little greeting to him.

"Well," Maca nodded slightly toward her. "Still the same, don't approach the central area of ​​the mist-that is, the area near Charing Town, and the rest of the place can continue to explore as usual. I this time Although it took a while to sweep the entire county, there was limited energy to implement it in more details. "

"Uh ... okay, Mr. McLean, I will relay it to all the camp leaders."

Probably also aware of Maca's bad mood, she responded cautiously and quickly turned to work.

Marka looked at her hurriedly leaving, and touched her face subconsciously, then shook her head with a bitter smile.

Yes, he couldn't find Haierbo in the fog today, which is indeed a rather unpleasant thing for him. Even if he had already expected it, this result would be equivalent to a greater trouble, a development he did not want to see.

Haierbo wasn't here, which meant that Makar's difficulty in finding him skyrocketed.

In the following, the longer the time drags on, the higher the possibility of Haierbo's recovery will become, until the latter returns to the peak of his inability to compete.

By that time, it wasn't that he had trouble finding Haierbo, but that Haierbo was making a comeback again, setting off a new wave of unstoppable disaster.

"So, where should I go next to him?" Maca sat down casually on the log beside the bonfire, frowning slightly, "London? Well ... you can go and see Look, but it seems unlikely ... or else, go to Change and find a way for Trilawney to predict again? "

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head again.

"Forget it! Rather than find her, take time to sit in the horse tribe today ..."

Maca certainly remembers that not long ago in front of the ruins of Hogwarts Castle, Ferenze also mentioned the invitation of their current patriarch.

"... well, let's go!"

Before the words fell, he stood up again.

...

"Oh? Did you dispose of it immediately?"

Let's push the time a little bit, just as Maca leaves the countless living corpses near Charing Town, a figure wearing a cloak and wrapping herself tightly, just happens to be somewhere somewhere. Stopped in the dirty lane.

Under the hood, the hoarse voice made people uncomfortable.

"Forget it, it's nothing. Since you don't accept my gift, that's it ... after all, the point is always out there, isn't it?"

With that said, this weird-looking man with the cloak stepped back again, and continued slowly and steadily along this alley.

It didn't take long for him to come out of this narrow, wet and dirty alley, and to the street outside-but rather than a "street", it might as well be a bigger one The alley is more accurate.

Because here, it's actually so dirty, ugly, and frustrated that people don't want to approach.

And here, in fact, is a place where a group of homeless people in this city linger and die, a "slum" near here.

"Oh!"

Aside from the "street" packed with sewage, a ragged, skinny man walked towards Haierbo passing by it, but was kicked away by Haierbo instantly.

He didn't use much force, but even so, the random kick had broken the man's ribs, making him unable to bear to fall into the puddle of mourning after rolling back to the side of the road Up.

However, Haierbo didn't care, and so did everyone else.

This situation is already common here. How many people will not die on that day? Injury or something is a trivial matter.

The next moment, Haierbo in the cape continued to pace forward, without even changing the frequency of the steps.

That's right, in fact, Maca's search results in the mist are correct. Because no matter what city or country he is currently in, he does not stay in Kent ... or London.

This guy ran away, with a serious injury that was enough to die many times for ordinary people, and secretly hidden in some corner of the world.

Such a situation is the most troublesome for Maca, and Haierbo does have a thick enough skin to perform this despicable and wretched hiding behavior.

Maybe it was the relationship of Haierbo just now. Those poor people on the roadside of UU reading www.uukanshu.com did not dare to provoke him anymore. After all, the "revelation from the front car" was still on the ground. Jiner is drying up!

Before long, Haierbo went straight through this seemingly messy street, suddenly turned a corner at the end of the road, and entered a dangerous building that looked very unreliable.

After more than ten minutes, the man who was screaming on the ground at last seemed to have no strength to exhale pain. He could only curl up and groan from time to time to show that he was actually alive.

It must be said that it is so impersonal, that only places where pain, indifference, and death, it is estimated that only the guy of Haierbo will appear so proportionate and natural.

After that, overnight in this slum there was an inexplicably small group of people-not all, but absolutely nothing.

Unfortunately, no one pays much attention to such things. At most it is estimated that someone will remember that the next morning, the weird man in the cape left alone.

It's like one of the many unknown passengers in their incomplete life.