Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

London, immersed in the deep mist, lost the noise and noise of the past.

The road was full of cracks after the battle, and the window glass of the street shop was also broken, and there was an atmosphere of run-down everywhere.

Only when the breeze that can't blow the gray mist, stroking the weeds that grow stubbornly from the cracks in the bricks, the slightly swaying blades of grass exude a little loneliness in this dead steel concrete jungle vitality.

But I don't know when it started, the mist that hadn't moved, suddenly began to move slowly inexplicably.They are centered on a certain point in the city, sometimes slightly expanding, sometimes slightly contracting, like a heartbeat and breathing.

It was like... the mist that enveloped the city of London was given life.

This vision instantly aroused several teams patrolling in shifts outside the foggy area, and after an urgent discussion, they immediately reported the latest weird changes to Spiral Town.

However, for the mist that has been silent for a long time, this seems to be just the beginning.

At the moment when the anomaly happened, on the side of the previously unmanned street, a figure with vacant footsteps slowly appeared from the corner, staggering towards this side.

Immediately, it was the second, third, fourth...

Only after a while, a large number of living corpses gushed out from there like a tide.The sound of footsteps kicked and stomped on the quiet street, but because no one spoke at all, it seemed more and more secretive.

As Maca said before, the living corpses in downtown London are moving purposefully.Although the walking speed is not fast, it is actually heading towards the outer southeast suburbs.

So, among the crowd of living corpses in this blockbuster, is Haierbo also in it?

In order to assist Sirius in rescuing the survivors, Maca's patron saint of the silver eagle once had another hand with Helbo.I still remember that at that time, Haierbo rushed to the place very quickly, which seemed to indicate that he was actually directing the actions of this army of living corpses on the spot among the corpses.

However, this is not the case.

To be honest, although Haierbo reacted very quickly after he noticed the patron saint of Maca, he finally eliminated it very cleanly.But in fact, Haierbo who shot that time was somewhat reluctant.

In fact, at that time Haierbo had entered the final stage of competing with the devil's will for his body. If something went wrong at this stage, he would have to start from the beginning again.

Because of this, he was very strong at the time, and almost immediately solved the patron saint of Maca.But at the same time, Sirius, who had already noticed, slipped out of London with a group of people.

Sure enough, after seeing Sirius who had returned safely, Maca settled down and did not go to London again, which also gave Helbo more time to concentrate on overcoming the last difficulty.

Maca would not know that if he harassed on a whim, although it would not cause any substantial harm to Haierbo, it would give him more room to think about countermeasures.

Now, that opportunity no longer exists.

Right now, at the crossroads in the city center where Haierbo once gathered the living corpses, a tall figure covered in pitch black and muscles was standing firmly in the middle with his feet differently.

The devil's body originally did not need oxygen.

But at this moment, the chest that looked as hard as steel was slowly undulating, and every exhale and inhalation caused the mist that enveloped London to expand and contract slightly.

The living corpses that had gathered around him at the moment were obviously gone, and the streets with no people seemed to be filled with a gloomy atmosphere because of his existence.

Obviously it is daylight, but the sun can't come in, only the haziness and entanglement linger in rhythm.

Just a few minutes later, suddenly, a small crack suddenly spread out silently from under Helbo's bare feet.

It seemed like an omen, foretelling what would happen in the next moment.

A few seconds passed quietly, and suddenly, the sturdy black figure seemed to have been subjected to extreme gravity in an instant, sinking a few inches in height.

His feet broke through the hard road in an instant, and the large cracks spread out with a "click", and the fragments of bricks and large pieces of dust suddenly splashed.

"Humph--"

Suddenly, Helbo, who closed his eyes tightly, snorted, and then slowly opened the equally dark eyes.

He raised his hands and looked down, then alternately raised his feet and gently stepped on the ground, seeming to re-experience the feeling of controlling this body.

In fact, the moment his body sank just now was actually the moment when he completely wiped the devil's will from this body.Since there was no demon's instinctive restraint on power, the burden had been completely weighed on Haierbo's soul, and only then did the power exposure slightly lose control.

"So that's it," Helbo clenched his fists, and couldn't help showing a satisfied smile. "Yes, this is the strength that a body that can resist the rules... Touch the rule of death without hesitation. Its strength is enough to protect my soul from erosion."

While murmured, he stretched his hand forward as if he was about to touch something.

There is nothing but air and fog.However, Haierbo seemed to have touched his death rule for nearly two thousand years, and the smile on his face became thicker.

Unfortunately, for the time being, this is just his imagination, nothing more.

After a while, Helbo put his hand down, and took a step forward-only this step, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

...

"Let me take over the post of Minister of Magic? At this time?"

Maca, who is still completely ignorant of what happened in the fog of London, was talking with Kingsley and Scrimgeour in the minister's office in the new Ministry of Magic building.

Kingsley, who was suddenly called over, seemed to be a little confused about the timing of the shift, but after a pause, he nodded quickly.

"Okay! I'm fine... But because there are still many things to deal with, I don't think so many processes are necessary for the time being. It's enough to convey the news directly... Mr. Scrimgeour, what do you think? "

"Oh! Okay, of course no problem!"

As he was talking, suddenly, the door of the minister's office was suddenly pushed open, and Sirius walked in from outside.

"Maca, there is new news from London."

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