Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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In the cellar, the eye was filled with a frightening dark red-that is the color of the blood gradually drying up.

As soon as Maca opened the trap door of the cellar, a pungent fishy smell spurted out with the air current when the door was opened, and even Maca frowned tightly.

"Heh—Ticket—"

Sure enough, there was an ordinary living corpse just below.Seeing Maca, he immediately roared, and the sound was like a mouthful of thick sputum in his throat, and it made people hear goose bumps.

It's just that it can't jump out, and it doesn't have the IQ to climb a ladder at all.So I had to jump from time to time, barely reaching the trap door above, and then the endless knocking sound that Maca had heard before.

However, what has happened here is obviously more than just "a person happened to be doing something in the cellar when a living corpse was transformed"!

First of all, the most noticeable thing Maca saw when he came to this backyard was actually not the firewood stacked on the wall or something, but the two trapdoors extending from the cellar. Blood stains.

And coupled with the terrible scene in the cellar, what happened here seems not so unimaginable.

Perhaps, it was not this living corpse who was in the cellar at first, but an ordinary Muggle that fortunately escaped the first burst of gray mist.

Of course, what happened outside at that time must be unknown to the lucky guy.

However, this person's luck obviously ends there.Because he hadn't waited for him to come out of the cellar, he was smelled by the unfortunate family member who became a living corpse and came to this backyard.

Naturally, the living corpse would not open the trap door, but the sound of it touching the door panel attracted the attention of the "unfortunate lucky man" in the cellar.

The door was opened by the victim himself.It's a pity that although it was indeed his family who greeted each other, it was a family who turned into a ruthless demon.

The living corpse who was the dead fell into the cellar and launched a brutal attack on the living, turning the living into the dead again.

Thinking about it this way, the two traces of blood with obvious fingerprints in front of the trapdoor were probably the tragic lucky guy who was dragged back by the dead corpse when he tried to climb the ladder to escape from the cellar. Right!

After all, if it was left by the living corpse, the length of the bloodstain left on the ground was already long enough for the guy in the cellar to crawl out from below.

"It makes people lucky to escape the cellar of living corpses, but it turns out to be the place of that person's burial... I don’t know that when he almost escaped back to the world and was dragged back to hell in a blink of an eye, he would think What?"

Maca lowered his head slightly, watching the living corpse leaping around its feet with teeth and claws, watching the large red to black blood stains on its body and face, and couldn't help muttering such a sentence softly.

To be honest, he originally followed the voice, but actually planned to find such a living corpse who had not been able to "assemble" in the middle of the fog area to study.

But now, he has lost that mood.

"Sorry, I am not as capable as Dumbledore to wash away the sins of the living corpse! All I can do is to burn your incomplete soul and let you get rid of this kind of dirty The ability to liberate in the body is nothing more."

It is not a sincere apology, because Maca just said casually.In the next moment, a group of pitch-black flames suddenly appeared in front of Maca, and then silently fell into the cellar.

"Boom—"

The powerful soul flame swallowed the living corpse completely in an instant, but in a moment it burned so much that there was no scum left.

After Maca finished these, he suddenly turned around, tapping the ground with his toes and flying straight into the air.

"Well, it's almost time."

...

Charing Town is a small town in the middle of Kent. It is small and has few residents. It is surrounded by wilderness and fields.

On weekdays, even if someone drives by here, they rarely stop and take a look, because to be honest, this is indeed a very boring place.

But today, although there are still no living people visiting this small town, it has been squeezed by countless living corpses-from the streets in the center of the town to the mountains and woods outside the town, crowded with people. Overcrowded.

No one knows why they are crowded here, and no one knows when they will leave.Because under Maca's reminder, no one would come here to even take a look.

Until now, a figure suddenly descended from the air and landed firmly on the edge of the army of living corpses like a mountain like a sea.

"Hailbo!"

With a loud shout, using the power of the sound reinforcement curse, it spread unscrupulously around here in an instant.

Maca knew that he didn't need to hide, because it was difficult to avoid Helbo's perception when he came; and he didn't need to be cautious, because if Helbo really wanted to run, it would be difficult for him to stop him.

And more importantly... he didn't seem to notice the existence of Helbo here.

"Why? That guy Haierbo...gathering these living corpses in a pile and throwing them here, isn't it just to make it easier for me to clean them?

After being seriously injured, Helbo's own magical fluctuations will become difficult to suppress-this has been confirmed by Maca before at Hogwarts.So now I didn't find him here, either he was not here, or he had recovered unexpectedly.

Thinking like this, Maca suddenly shook his head.

"The latter... is unlikely. He has already injured the root of the devil's body this time, but it is not so easy to recover enough to hide my perception." He secretly said in his heart, "This too that is……"

If he is not here, where did he go again?

Maca thought about it, and suddenly raised his hand casually-the shout just now did not call out Haierbo, but had already provoke a large swath of living corpses nearby.

However, as long as Helbo is not here, it is naturally impossible for Maca to be afraid of these ordinary corpses.

However, when Maca was about to warm up these living corpses first, and by the way, let them all be buried in the ground as before, his hand suddenly stopped on the way to cast magic.

"By the way, speaking of it, these guys will reinforce themselves in the fog! God knows this time, is this new batch of living corpses made by Haierbo even useless to bury them underground?"

Otherwise, how could Haierbo allow them to gather here like this, it seemed to Maca like a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Oh, OK!Maca doesn't really like this description very much.