Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

After all, London has become an empty city, a real "empty city".

A city without people may no longer be called a city.Every street is empty. There are no people alive or even dead. Only the ruined walls after the war seem to be silently talking about the past prosperity and the present sadness.

The gray fog that had enveloped the city of London for several days gradually drifted away.

That's right, those mists gradually drifted away—following a group of special living corpses that were quite different from those of the vanguard outside.

It turns out that at least half of Kingsley’s worries were guessed right, and there was something in the mist that suddenly began to move.However, it was not Helbo himself who made most people worry, but a group of more powerful living corpses, although not many, but powerful.

However, it is worth mentioning that although Harry rushed to the end of the army of corpses just now, he witnessed the fog gradually covering the group of corpses.

Even, I discovered an unexpected situation that was very important to the suppression team...or it could be said to be very "bad".

However, he failed to witness the special living corpses that were in the center of the fog...

...

"Kingsley."

When Sirius quickly went to the back of the battlefield with Harry on his back, the fog was not close to the point where people had to avoid it.

"Sirius... Potter?"

Kingsley first glanced at Sirius, but soon he caught a glimpse of Harry who was being carried behind his back by Sirius.And when he saw Harry's look as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood, he immediately showed a worried expression.

"Injured? What's the delay... Sirius, hurry up and send him to the back for treatment!"

"No, I'm fine, Kingsley!"

Before Sirius could answer for him, Harry struggled to slide off his back, and then he held Sirius's shoulder and said to Kingsley:

"These are basically the blood of the living corpses... Well, let's not mention this! Kingsley, I have to report to you if there is a bad news!"

After talking about this in one breath, Harry took a breather and said with a serious expression:

"In fact, just now I have been rushing from the front line of the fighting to the end of the army of living corpses. I found that the fog from London seems to move much faster than I thought... Did the Mr. Aurors who rushed to investigate have sent back notices?"

"Huh? So fast?"

After Kingsley heard it, he raised his head in surprise and looked at the fog again.

"No, there is absolutely no news from the two exploration teams, and no one has come back—"

"Compared with them, although I walked in a straight line, I spent a lot of time on the way. Logically speaking, they should be faster than me..."

Harry couldn't help frowning at this moment, seemingly worried about the Aurors who were willing to sacrifice themselves, but he immediately shook his head again.

"Forget it, it may not necessarily be something wrong..." he said, "Kingsley, there is actually another more important thing—"

"What's the matter?" Kingsley asked immediately.

"It's related to the living corpses that have been knocked down by our curse and lost their mobility," Harry replied, "Those... uh, how do you say?'corpses'? In short, they are touching the diffuse After the past fog, he actually got up from the ground again!"

"what?"

This time, he was surprised to be replaced by Sirius.As a person who has really knocked down a lot of living corpses on the front line, he will naturally have a deeper feeling about the situation of this kind of enemy being "resurrected" again.

To be honest, just turning the dead into a living corpse once is enough to make people feel scared. How can those living corpses stand up again after they fall?

"Harry, how exactly? How did those corpses'get up from the ground' this time?" Sirius hurriedly asked, "Under this attack, many living corpses are incomplete. what!"

That's right, it's not just the sharp Gryffindor sword that can split those living corpses.Just like the split spells and thunderbolt spells that are strong enough, if the intensity reaches a certain level, even the corners of the clothes may not be able to stay.

"How to get up?"

Under Sirius's question, Harry seemed to remember some unpleasant scenes he had seen at the time, and then wrinkled his nose and said:

"How do you say it? It's like children's building blocks... put it together? Well, to be precise, it's just forcibly putting together a few blocks that aren't appropriate... That kind of feeling.

"Hiss—" Sirius heard the words and couldn't help but subconsciously said, "Suturing people? It sounds like the radical alchemists who tried to touch the restricted area of ​​life in the past...It is really unpleasant!"

Just when Harry and Sirius both showed disgusting expressions, Kingsley waved his hand:

"Anyway, we will try to reduce casualties as much as possible in the future. After all, it is undoubtedly a very difficult thing to condense the remains on the battlefield, but if you leave it alone, the fog will cause more damage. Many enemies."

"As for how to solve the problem of resuscitation... By the way, Sirius, didn't you just mention the living alchemy that appeared in the Middle Ages? Please go back to Spiral Town immediately and ask someone who is good at alchemy. Look at it!"

"Well, too!"

As Sirius said, he was about to help Harry to find a therapist behind him, and then take a trip to Spiral Town.But Harry stopped him from reaching out his hand and shook his head slightly:

"I can go by myself, Sirius, just go back! If this problem is not resolved in time, the army of living corpses will only grow more and more difficult to stop... It will be too late when the number grows to a certain extent! "

"Are you... okay?"

Sirius looked at Harry, and finally nodded towards the fog that was still approaching and the frontline suppression team that had begun to retreat alternately.

"Kingsley, then I'll go back."

Before the words fell, with the distortion of space for an instant, Sirius Apparated and left.

"Potter, can you really go alone?"

"It's okay, Kingsley!" Harry said. "I'm just a little tired. I'll go back to the front when I take a rest."

In fact, Harry didn't lie either-although he did suffer a little injury, it was nothing more than a big bite on his arm.

It was not something to say, the encounter with Aunt Petunia in the group of living corpses before was the biggest reason why he was so tired.

"call--"

Looking back at the clusters of living corpses in the distance for a while, Harry dragged a heavy step and walked straight to the treatment area at the rear.