Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The conference table in the tent of the camp command post was thrown into the tent next door, leaving a large empty space for the ice coffin brought back by Ron. And around the ice coffin, there are many people sitting or standing at the moment, but almost everyone shut their mouths and kept silent, making the air in the tent seem to gradually solidify.

Although there were many people in this tent, it was frighteningly quiet.

However, it is worth mentioning that the twin corpses that followed Ron were also in the tent. The sisters with special status stood shoulder to shoulder on the small piece of ground between the ice coffin and the entrance of the tent, because everyone in the tent was still vigilant about them, and no one wanted to leave them too. It's near, so at this moment the pair of sisters look somewhat lonely.

It's just...Of course, no one will pity them, because they are living corpses! Is a high-level living corpse! Even if the origin of them had been roughly ascertained just before they were put in, living corpses are always living corpses, and they are natural enemies of humans.

However, no matter what is the enemy or what, in front of this ice coffin, everyone obviously temporarily lost interest in ignoring them. As long as the pair of strange and suspicious living corpses do not start first, everything will be discussed later.

However, how "post" is this "tolerant"? The dignified atmosphere in this tent felt that the pair of living corpses that had just formed some shallow emotions felt more and more depressed.

But since Ron made it clear to Hermione who the person in the ice coffin was, and moved the ice coffin to here, he said nothing.

I didn't know how long it had passed before Sarah suddenly saw two steps forward in the crowd beside him. After waving the frost on the ice coffin, she glanced deeply at the familiar figure in the ice, and then raised her head again. She turned her head and looked at the head standing in front of the ice coffin. Hermione said motionlessly:

"Hermione, I think... what we should do at the moment is to figure out the complete cause of Mr. McLean's death."

"Maca is not dead."

Perhaps because she hadn't spoken for a long time, Hermione's voice became hoarse. Just hearing Sarah's words, she finally spoke, with a stubborn, awkward or even self-willed taste.

"How can Maca die? Maca is not dead, certainly not!"

"Hermione..."

Sarah looked at her with pity, like she was worried about being hurt by her tone, deliberately soft and gentle. However, the words should be persuaded, especially when it seems that everyone forgets how to open their mouths.

"You know, just now we--I, Miss Geoffin, Mr. Blois, Delphi--have been checked repeatedly, and this is indeed...Mr. McClain’s body. He has a fatal body. Injuries, magical fluctuations still involved, and all kinds of symbols including his staff... Hermione, although we all know that it is very difficult and painful to admit this fact, but... the more this time, we... ...Especially you, the stronger you must be!"

After speaking these words of persuasion to Hermione, Sarah subconsciously glanced at Ron at the end of the ice coffin and the pair of twin corpses, with deep worry in both eyes.

In her view, what is most urgently needed to face is the other thing mentioned by the two living corpses just now.

As for the death of Maca in front of me... indeed, this is very terrifying news, which not only hit everyone's heart, but also became the biggest loss we have suffered so far.

But if everything is dead, what else can be done? For Sarah, who has lived for so many years and has long been accustomed to life and death, there seems to be nothing unacceptable.

"...But why?"

After speaking, Sarah looked back in the crowd two steps back, but still fell back to the ice coffin in the middle. Suddenly, she lifted her hand, wiped her cheeks without any traces, and then dropped her hands again, twisting her fingertips slightly moist and greasy, and she was a little confused for a while.

On the other side, Sarah's words didn't seem to have much effect. Except for making Hermione stubborn and bluntly open the mouth, everything remained the same, and the tent soon became quiet again.

"Luna...Luna? Would you persuade Hermione? Or else she...Luna?"

At the corner of the tent, Hannah and Neville were standing together holding hands, and Luna was beside Hannah. Just persuaded by Sarah, Hannah had returned to some gods first-she seemed to want her good friend Luna to persuade Hermione. After all, Hermione is indispensable in many aspects and cannot be let her Just so depressed.

But after she tweeted lightly and reached for Luna next to her, she discovered that Luna, who seemed to be still on the surface, seemed to be more awkward. Hermione can at least say something, but Luna...

When Hannah was anxious and subconsciously wanted to find someone to take a look at, suddenly, an extremely cold hand gently grabbed her palm.

"Luna?"

Yes, the owner of this cold little hand is Luna, and Hannah can feel it trembling slightly.

At this moment, another voice suddenly sounded from the crowd on the other side of the ice coffin.

"I agree with what Miss Hornheim just said...Miss Granger, you have to be awake."

As soon as the words fell, Harry and Ginny, who stood at the front, looked around, and then unconsciously shifted aside, revealing the figure of Delphi standing at the end.

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At this moment, Delphi's expression seemed to be quite calm, but the pair of slender eyebrows were as if they were to be twisted together. The delicate and beautiful face was pale, and he couldn't see the half blood.

She didn’t walk out of the crowd like Sarah, but she still stood on the spot with one hand on her chest as if she was holding something, while the other hand hung down on her side, holding her wand handle violently. .

"Miss Granger, there are two high-level living corpses here, and the cooperation negotiation invitations brought by them. Although they don’t seem to know about Mr. McLean... Master, obviously I know a lot of details. Last time I went to London, I couldn’t see each other, so this time, I think we have to meet—not just for Mr. McLean, but also to understand what is behind the disaster... ...Some truth."

Having said that, in fact, the only thing Delphi cares about is the former. The truth or something is just a pretext to convince Hermione.

"Miss Granger?" Delphi pursed her lips and raised her tone.

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