Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"London, England, where this magical battle started."

Maca stood on the top of a hillside in the outer suburbs, looking at the crowded city in the distance, did not move forward but did not choose to leave.

He just stood silently under the big tree on the top of the hill, as if waiting for something.

The fog is pervading him, but it has no effect on him. His eyes span a distance of several miles, and the whole city is silently included.

From here, you can actually see Buckingham Palace.She is located on the winding Thames River and is tightly surrounded by large buildings. The sufficient greenery makes her not difficult to find.

It's a pity that today's royal gardens have completely withered, and the black vines climbing around have made her no longer magnificent.But she is still eye-catching, and her lifeless appearance is obviously still amazing from another angle.

"...He is waiting for me to pass."

Maca murmured as he looked at the gloomy palace mottled with dark shadows.

At this moment, the Maca who was gazing at that side suddenly tilted his head slightly, as if he was sensitive to other directions.

"coming."

Before he finished his words, he saw a black spot suddenly appeared in the distant sky behind him, and it swept toward this side at a considerable speed.I saw that the black spot continuously enlarged as it approached, until it turned into a figure and suddenly fell beside him.

The visitor is quite petite, wearing a slightly large wizard robe and a large pointed wizard hat on his head [UU00kxs].The brim of the hat was so big that it concealed all its appearance, making it impossible to tell its true identity for a while.

"Obviously very beautiful, it's a pity to cover up like this."

Maca walked closer and uncovered the big hat casually.

At the next moment, countless silver-white hair strands suddenly poured down the thin shoulders and necks like a waterfall, and among the strands of silver hair, a delicate face appeared.

Maca stroked the soft and slender hair, and subconsciously touched the ends of her also white and transparent hair, a sigh appeared on her face.

"Villy..."

He seemed to want to say something, but after a short pause, his eyes suddenly changed.

"Let's go!"

In the end, Maca just dropped such a sentence, and then suddenly turned around and strode straight towards the city of London.The seemingly unsatisfactory pace, in fact, was exceptionally fast, and in a blink of an eye it was already under the hillside.

Wei Li froze for half a shot in the same place, and then flew into the air blankly, chasing after Maca's back.

...

The living corpses are still wandering around in this increasingly dilapidated London city. Except for the most evolved group, the rest are all mixed in the streets of the city.

These walking corpses have been stranded here for a long time after following Helbo back here.Without being too intelligent, they would not be boring to this kind of boring life, they just crowded together silently and wandered aimlessly.

Only when there are "guests" coming, they will stop, swarm towards each other, and send them to the throne of Helbo in the palace according to the initial order.

Of course, if the "guests" resisted, the result would be obvious.

However, this "guest" who came here today seems a bit special.

Before the opponent stepped into the city, a force had already rushed in. Not only was the force not brutal and violent at all, it even had a strange affinity, especially for the living corpses born from sin. Say,

Unknowingly, the large swaths of living corpses stopped moving forward and stood still on the spot in a daze.

When that figure walked into the city calmly and naturally with the girl behind him, none of the living corpses moved, and everything passed by was silent.

It can be seen that the figure who walked one step from the outer suburbs also didn't care about the dense living corpses in the urban area, and even the frequency of the pace had not changed.Every time a step is taken, the living corpses in front of him will naturally retreat and make way for him.

Those living corpses were obviously made by Helbo, so why would they make way for him?About this, apart from him and Helbo, no third person can know.

Ten steps... a hundred steps... a thousand steps... ten thousand steps.

Maca didn't stop for a moment, didn't hesitate, and didn't back up.After the living corpses "consciously" gave in, a long and straight "path" led to the entrance of the front court of Buckingham Palace.

Until this moment, Maca had a meal and looked up at the black palace that had become a demon fortress.

"Crunch"

Suddenly, the lacquered black man in various poses on the square in front moved!

They seemed to have been awakened by the newly arrived Maca and Willie, with a tingling metallic twisting sound, jumping off the base one by one.

"Bang! Bang...bang..."

The heavy black sculpture smashed the ground, step by step, towards the gate where Maca was.

However, Maca still didn't even look at them. He just took another step towards the gate of the palace on his own, seeing that he was about to go straight through the vestibule square from the middle.

But when he was taking the first step, a strange color flashed in his eyes and he suddenly stopped.

"No, something is wrong... I don't seem to be... I shouldn't have come." Maca ignored the devilish and hideous figures that were getting closer and closer to him, and whispered, "Delph, I promised her. , Isn't it?"

But just as he fell into contemplation with doubts on his face, dozens of dark figures finally came around him, and the few who walked in the front had already raised their huge fists, and they wanted to fight him. Willie hit the top of her head.

"Ok?"

The upcoming attack interrupted Maca's thoughts and made him recover from it.

"Villy."

He frowned slightly, and soon called the girl casually, and then walked silently through the figure surrounding him.

Next second

"boom!"

The girl suddenly sprinkled a handful of things under the feet of those figures, and then saw countless dark green vines growing up, entwining everyone like one.Those figures are obviously very powerful, but the speed of breaking the stems and leaves is far less than the speed of their growth. No matter how hard they struggle, the vines on their bodies still become more and more entangled, and they are completely submerged in a flash.

Feeling that the girl easily solved those portraits and returned to her back, Maca said leisurely:

"How about? Plants can also have souls. You have always liked them since before. Now, does it feel good to be able to communicate with them?"

He said so, as if he had completely forgotten the doubts just now.