Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The group of Frober caterpillars that had cocooned on Hogwarts' willow willows finally broke the cocoon and became a butterfly ... but in fact, it is not only that.

Since the beginning of the disaster, a large number of Frober caterpillar farms around the world have become abnormal.

These little guys who have never been cocooned, this time they have found a suitable place to form cocoons after eating Haisai in a hurry, which also caused the production of thickeners in those farms to drop suddenly. It's just that since then, disasters have occurred throughout Europe, making everyone careless about such trivial matters.

However, by this time, some once-famous legends are obviously almost unknown.

"Flober caterpillar migration is a sign of disaster, and their appearance at this time means that ... the worst thing has happened."

Delphi watched the swarms of gray butterflies flying by in the distance, feeling the uneasiness rising in his heart, and murmured in his mouth only by his own voice.

"Yes, that's right ... although the process may not be the same, but the results are the same, in fact everything has not changed. The nightmare-like future has finally arrived."

"Delfi, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she was just standing there, watching the butterfly swarm that had gradually left to the south, muttered, Wei Li could not help but speak to her again.

Only then did Delphi finally return to God.

"Um ... no, nothing." She shook her head and said, "It's ... suddenly a little worried, always thinking that something terrible might happen."

"Oh," Willie lowered the flowerpot in her hand, and nodded. "It seems like I have a similar feeling."

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In fact, so far, except for Delphi, which is more special, other wizards outside the UK may at most feel suddenly uneasy. But to say that the people who are in Britain, their uneasiness is visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Weasley, something new has happened to the corpses outside! They ... Oh, I think you'd better come out and see for yourself!"

At the gate of Weymouth's command tent, a wizard guard hurriedly rushed in from outside, saying so solemnly.

At the moment, Percy, who was looking through the information behind the table, suddenly stopped the movement of the hand, a little confused, but decisively retreated from the chair and stood up.

"What happened to the corpse?"

As he asked, he followed the other person and left the tent, all the way to the defense line outside the camp. Soon he saw that Charlie had come here too.

And when he really saw the actions of the corpses outside the line of defense, he finally understood why the guard had just asked him to see it himself.

Because the action of the living corpse at present is really a bit unintelligible.

I saw those corpses who had just stopped a little after a while ago, but now they were all facing the north inexplicably, kneeling down one after another. Due to the large number of living corpses, this scene immediately made people feel a little bit frustrated.

After all, you must know that these corpses are always like a walking dead, and they will not do anything that makes them feel wise.

But now, looking at their pious looks like believers kneeling down to the gods, they even make some people dare not try it easily.

However, there were a few brave wizards on the defense line who couldn't help but suddenly waved their wands and released a powerful crushing spell on the corpses lying on the ground.

"Oh!"

With a cracking sound, the ordinary live corpse that was hit was immediately blasted with flesh and skin, and the black-gray rancid flesh suddenly splashed out.

However, the living corpse, who was clearly not incapacitated, did not turn around and rush towards this side as usual. Seeing that it didn't seem to care about this attack, he still knelt on the ground tightly, almost motionless.

"It didn't even respond to the attack," Charlie was holding his wand, standing beside the line of doubts, "What the **** happened?"

Obviously, the more unresponsive these corpses, the more weird they become. Coupled with the anxiety of seeing the swarms of large moths flying not long ago, at this moment, everyone couldn't help becoming more frustrated.

"Percy, look at them all kneeling towards the north. I think something must have happened over there ... or else, I and Norberta will take a look?"

"Um ... okay," Percy groaned, then nodded. "But be careful, if you find something unusual, don't approach it easily, let alone do it-yes, you didn't say that before, then Are Mr. Aslan taking someone to settle in the Yorkshire Dales? If you don't find anything decisive there, don't go north anymore and come back quickly! "

"okay, I get it."

Charlie nodded clearly, and then took out the dragon whistle and blew, and called the dragon Nobetta flew to the sky with a whistle.

"Mr. Weasley, what about us?"

Hearing the guards around him, Percy hesitated a little, and finally waved:

"While they don't fight back, you can clean up a batch of them to try first. But you still have to pay attention, if there is any accident, immediately withdraw to the camp ... understand?"

Having said that, he turned and walked back, adding:

"I'll go and tell Madame Maxim the changes here."

The thought of Mr. Blois in Boothbatten now, Percy felt that the other party might know something about this weird situation.

After a while ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ returned to the tent, he immediately picked up the quill, hurriedly wrote a letter, and sent it to France.

However, there are not many people in this world who know the harbinger of Frober's Gray Butterfly, or the truth of the corpse kneeling. Although the Blois family has a long history, it has a relatively more ancient heritage. However, things like this have not been mentioned for thousands of years, even if there are some ancient books in the family, he may not be able to notice.

Percy watched the letter out of the tent by the sorcerer, and then lowered his pen, sitting at the table with some dignity and thinking for a while. After a while, he got up again and left the tent, and rushed to the line again.

Needless to say, because the situation this time was so abnormal, he couldn't sit still in the camp. If he wasn't staring at the scene, he was afraid that there would be an accident that was too late.

"Ginny, Ron ... when will you be back?"

Percy couldn't help thinking about the corpse on his knees outside.

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