Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Dawn, should have been full of vitality.

When the sun poked its head out from the east and sprayed the first ray of sunlight into the world, the orange brilliance filled the field of vision, drawing out a hazy phantom of the distant buildings still immersed in the night fog.

The morning dew slowly fell on the grass blades in the countryside, accompanied by sunlight, reflecting the intoxicating colors.

Yes, in fact, all these changes have not been that big-at least not as big as people think.Nature's tenacity and persistence cannot be easily destroyed by one or two people like Helbo.

However, when Sirius leaned on the roof, looking at the gray fog-shrouded London in the distance... all he could feel was dull and desolate.

Except for the fixed patrol time, he seems to have been on the roof for almost half of the night.He watched the whole world sink into the night, and then gradually lit by the sun, until now it was time for a new day.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a few black spots in the distance suddenly appeared in his sight, and slowly enlarged towards him.

It was the last patrol team who flew back from the established route.

"what--"

Raising his arms suddenly, Sirius sighed a long while stretching his waist.It was another night that he didn't sleep, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Only a kind of inner fatigue made his body seem a little weak.

By the way, that night, not even a living corpse was seen outside the mist.

"It's time to change shifts... After going outside, I will send a letter to Maca and Lupin to report on the current situation!"

While talking to himself like this, Sirius opened the skylight next to him and jumped cleanly back into the attic below with one hand on the roof.

Perhaps it was because of the practice of Animagus shape all the year round, even if he was in a human form, his movements when he landed were also very light, and there was almost no sound.

Of course, this was mainly due to the rest of the team members downstairs. He didn't want to wake up those Ministry of Magic colleagues who had been able to take a nap because of his own movement.

"Hush—"

Several owls living in this attic saw him come down, and they were about to chirp, but he immediately stopped them.

"You can also rest for a while," Sirius whispered to the owls standing on the backs of chairs and wooden tables, "When I go out, you will have work to do when I come back!"

As soon as the wise owls heard it, they stopped making a sound, but tilted their heads and blinked their big round eyes, looking at him quietly.

"By the way...good morning."

While speaking, Sirius kept walking under his feet, and quickly walked down the stairs next to him.

"Goo?"

After his figure disappeared, the owls also gathered together and whispered a few times, as if they were discussing who should do the "work" for a while.

After a short while, the attic was completely quiet again.

But who knows, whether it is Sirius or the intimate whispers of the owls, they are all in vain.

Because soon, there was a loud "bang" downstairs, awakening all the team members who were taking a nap from sleep.

"what happened?"

When Sirius, who had just walked halfway up the stairs, heard the movement below, he immediately stopped controlling his footsteps, speeded up his pace and ran off.

When he rushed downstairs in a hurry, he saw the team members who had just returned from patrol carrying two wounded patients covered in blood, hurriedly putting them on the old sofa aside.

"Both are survivors," the captain of the team quickly replied. "Escaped before sunrise, when the sky was darkest... According to the woman with relatively minor injuries, they were before that. , Has been hiding in the cellar. Originally, he was not injured, because he had eaten all the edible things and couldn't go out for food... and then he was attacked."

"Ok."

Sirius nodded thoughtfully while watching two teammates who are good at curing spells give first aid to the two wounded patients.

"I was injured and there is no cure, so... just came out?"

"Although I fainted without talking about it, but that's probably it!" The captain also nodded, and then said, "Then, in fact, this is not the most important thing... She said before, that cellar. There are still survivors!"

These words made Sirius frown suddenly.

Maca has been told by thousands of warnings. It is not a problem to patrol outside the mist, but if you have to, you should not step into the mist as much as possible.

Even though Maca did not order the alienated eight-eyed giant spiders, they are absolutely forbidden to enter the patrol team, but when you think about it with your knees, you know how high Maca's assessment of the danger in the gray mist is.

"Is this a very state of affairs?"

As the captain said, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Sirius. Although he was the captain of the patrol team in name, Sirius was the main commander on their side.

However, it can be seen that the other party actually wanted to rescue the remaining survivors in the past.

"Um... it should be counted!" Sirius frowned. "One of our tasks was originally to rescue those survivors who might still be alive, right?"

That being said, he obviously has to bear not only the lives of the survivors, but also the lives of nearly twenty members of his three patrol teams.

Now to enter the mist that Maca called "extremely dangerous", he must consider the possibility of annihilation.

"We can only go to one team," he thought for a while, "the rescue operation is limited to one time-if you don't return after an hour, you will immediately report the actual situation to the spiral town."

After that, Sirius turned to say:

"The'dead' haven't appeared all night, and the periphery should be safe... By the way, did the lady say where the cellar they were hiding in?"

"Near Myazfels Park," the other party said immediately, "To be honest, it's a bit far from here...it's already relatively deep in the foggy area."

"It's hard for them to get out."

As Sirius said, he looked at the two wounded patients who were being rescued again, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It can be seen from the costumes of the two women that the more injured of the two women seems to be a wizard, while the other should be a Muggle.

Being able to escape from such a deep place, based on their experience along the way, it is hard to imagine even looking at the serious injuries.

"Damn Helbo...Damn disaster!"

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