Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

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If you want to solve a problem once and for all, you must start from the root cause.Haierbo didn't get rid of it for a day, and even if Maca wiped out more corpses, it was just giving the other party more reasons to create more corpses.

In the end, Maca still did not take action against the group of living corpses all over the mountains-considering many reasons, he finally decided to just trap them there first, and wait for him to figure it out or find Haierbo before proceeding. .

Of course, according to his habit, there is no need to say that there will be some back players.

After staying for a few hours, when Maca spent a lot of energy walking around the entire Kent County and returning to the original camp, many Blois wizards who saw him return found him It seems that the mood is not very good.

"Mr. McLean."

The head witch who had been staying in this camp saw Maca appearing here, and when she walked up quickly, she greeted him slightly.

"Well," Maca nodded slightly at her, "It's the same, don't get close to the central area of ​​the mist-it is the area near Charing Town. You can continue to explore and investigate the rest of the area according to the original plan. Although it took some time to scan the entire county, after all, energy is limited and there is no way to implement more details."

"Uh... OK, Mr. McLean, I will convey it to all camp leaders."

Probably also realized that Maca was not in a good mood, and after a cautious response, she quickly turned around and went to do something.

Maca looked at her trot and hurriedly left, touched her face subconsciously, and then couldn't help but shook her head with a bitter smile.

Yes, he could not find Helbo in the fog today, which is indeed a rather unpleasant thing for him.Even if he had actually expected it, this result was equivalent to a bigger trouble, a development he didn't want to see.

Helbo is not here, which means that the difficulty for Maca to find him instantly rises.

And in the following, the longer time dragged on, the higher the possibility of Haierbo's recovery, until the latter returned to the peak state he could not rival.

At that time, it was not that he had gone to trouble with Helbo, but Helbo made a comeback again, setting off a new wave of unstoppable disasters.

"So, where should I look for him next?" Maca sat down casually on the log by the campfire, frowning in thought, "London? Um... you can go and see. Look, but the possibility doesn't seem to be great...or else, go to the Transformation and find a way to make Trelawney make another prediction?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head again.

"Forget it! Instead of looking for her, it's better to take some time to sit in the current horse tribe..."

Of course Maca still remembers that Firenze mentioned the invitation of their current patriarch not long ago in front of the ruins of Hogwarts Castle.

"...Well, let's go!"

Before he could say anything, he stood up again.

...

"Oh? Didn't you deal with it immediately?"

Let us push the time forward a little bit. Just as Maca left the countless corpses near the town of Charing, a figure clad in a cloak, wrapped tightly around herself, just happened to be somewhere unknown. Stopped in a dirty alley.

Under the hood, the hoarse voice was uncomfortable.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal, since you don't accept this gift from me, that's it... After all, the point is not there, is it?"

Having said that, this strange-looking man in the cloak stepped out again, slowly and steadily continuing to walk along this alley.

It didn’t take long before he walked out of this narrow, damp and dirty alley and came to the street outside—but, instead of saying it was a “street”, it might be better to say it was a bigger one. The alley is more accurate.

Because it is actually just as dirty, ugly, and decadent here, making people reluctant to approach.

But here, in fact, is the place where a group of homeless people linger in this city, a "slum" nearby.

"Boom!"

On the side of the "street" filled with sewage, a rags, skinny man suddenly headed towards Helbo passing by, but was kicked away by Helbo in an instant.

He didn't use much strength, but even so, that casual kick had already kicked off a few ribs of the man, causing him to fall back in the dirty puddle and wailing after rolling back to the side of the road. Up.

However, Haierbo didn't care, and the others here didn't care either.

Here, this kind of situation has long been common, and how many people will not die someday?Injury or something is simply not worth looking at.

In the next moment, Helbo in his cloak continued to pace forward, not even changing the frequency of his steps.

Yes, in fact, Maca’s search results in the fog are correct.Because no matter which city or country Helbo is currently in, he does not stay in Kent...or in London.

This guy ran away, with a serious injury that was enough for ordinary people to die several times, secretly hidden in a corner of this world.

Such a situation is the most troublesome for Maca, and Haierbo does have enough thick skin to make such a despicable and insignificant hiding behavior.

Perhaps it was the relationship between Haierbo just now. The poor people on this road didn't dare to provoke him anymore. After all, the "knowledge from the past" at the beginning is still on the ground and howling!

Not long after, Helbo passed this seemingly messy street, suddenly turned a bend at the end of the road, and entered a dangerous building that seemed very unstable.

After more than ten minutes, the man who was howling on the ground at first seemed to have no strength to breathe, so he could only curl up there and grunt from time to time to show that he was actually alive.

It must be said that there is no human touch like this, only places of pain, coldness and death, it is estimated that only the guy in Haierbo can appear so proportionate and natural.

After that, overnight, there was a group of people missing in this slum inexplicably-not all, but definitely not less.

Unfortunately, no one pays too much attention to such things.At best, someone would remember that early the next morning, the weird man in the cloak left alone again.

It's like one of the many unknown travelers in their incomplete life.