Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Chapter 1867 Plan aborted

"Miss Granger, a wizard survivor who has just fled to Yeovil Town said that there has been a new change in the group of living corpses in the east. It is said that the living corpses over there have become active again—"

"East? London or Winchester?"

"This is not clear. At present, no one can get close to the two places, plus the two sides are not far apart. No one knows the source of the commotion this time."

Near the Weymouth camp, a team of wizards who have just temporarily stationed are all gearing up, ready to launch a counterattack against the dead.At the same time, Hermione had already thought about her plan to meet Maca in Winchester.

However, the latest news from Yeovil Town suddenly made her have to overthrow and reconsider all the plans that were about to be put into practice.

The group of living corpses that are causing a commotion can be completely different from usual, and the combat power they can form by taking active actions cannot be taken lightly.

Especially the Winchester itinerary that Hermione decided privately, because it was only her personal affair, obviously not suitable for getting too many people to help.

And even if Harry and the others expressed their willingness to travel together...think of the last time, even if the living corpse was not in a state of commotion.Even if there is Mr. Blois who is good at group attacks, their journey can be regarded as difficult, let alone the current situation of inferiority.

If you want to break through a large area densely populated with living corpses, going to Winchester to see Maca is probably not much less difficult than going directly to London.

"Do you think this news is accurate?" Hermione asked, looking at the wizard who had come from Yeovil.

"It should not be low," the other side nodded. "The two survivors didn't use false information to mislead us. Moreover, our people took the initiative to ask. Our boss thinks this news is for Miss Granger. It should be more important to you, so let me come over and tell you in person."

"Well," Hermione smiled at him gratefully, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work... Go to the tent next door and take a break! There is tea and snacks over there."

"Oh! Can I bring some to Yeovil?" He said with joy when he heard it, "I can only eat some food that has been kept for a long time all day, and I'm almost vomiting during this time!"

"Of course," Hermione said immediately, "you go and ask them to prepare something for you to take away, just say that I said-those snacks were brought by Mrs. Maxim from France to comfort everyone. They are fresh and tasteful. Not bad."

"This is great!"

Seeing the other party happily walking out of the command post tent, the smile on Hermione's face gradually faded, replaced by a trace of anxiety and disappointment.

"Hermione?"

Percy, who was sitting not far away, saw her look bad, and couldn't help calling her with some worry.

"Oh, I'm okay." Hermione waved her hand. "It's just...you heard the news just now. In this way, not only will the process of cleaning the surrounding and expanding security areas be greatly slowed down, and will take the opportunity to occupy Birmingham. The plan has also been greatly delayed. And—"

"...Your plan to go to Winchester must be temporarily abandoned." Percy took the conversation and reminded intentionally.

"I know," Hermione sighed. "Don't worry! I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know how serious they are... Don't say I can't ignore Harry and their safety, even if I'm really capable of going to Winchester alone, In this situation, I will first weigh my own strength."

"Well, then...that's fine." Although Percy had intended to persuade her not to go, after hearing Hermione's promise, she didn't know what to say for a while.

After the two were silent for a while in the empty tent, Hermione motioned to Percy:

"Go and inform everyone! Allocate time for each team leader... Next, let's step up the defense work first! The rest will be discussed later."

After all, she simply put aside the map of the advancement plan that she was still drawing up, rubbed her forehead and closed her eyes and took a nap.

Percy turned her head slightly before going out, seeing her gesture like this, could not help but sigh secretly:

"It really looks more and more like McLean."

...

"The door that can't be opened?"

In the depths of the Forbidden Forest next to Hogwarts Castle, more than a dozen wizards were looking at each other at a suspiciously huge stone facade, and no one knew what to do.

Charlie, who was riding on the fire dragon Nobetta, just arrived here. After hearing the old wizard Aslan briefly explain it, he understood what the shock wave was all about.

It turned out that this old wizard, who was about the same generation as Dumbledore, was also very powerful. The curse used to test the stone gate was so powerful that it was definitely not something ordinary wizards could cast.

It's a pity that even Old Aslan couldn't do anything about the huge stone gate embedded in the mountain.

"Judging from the result of the blow just now, I don't have to try again, because I probably can't break the protective magic with my full strength." The old Sir shook his head and said, "Although... What is hidden is really disturbing."

And until now, Charlie on the fire dragon's back hesitated and said:

"Old gentleman, about this door...I may know something."

"Oh?" Aslan heard this, he immediately asked, "What do you know? Can I talk about it?"

"Of course," Charlie nodded, "but I'm just guessing... I remember that my brother seemed to have mentioned before that McLean used to run into this forest for a while, and then I didn't know where he came from. A large group of wild elves were brought here, and they were arranged to live in this forbidden forest. So I think that this door may have been made by McLean, and the settlement buildings in front of this stone gate are probably those little ones. The elves transformed the horse tribe and made it!"

"Mr. McLean?" The old wizard looked at Shimen and nodded slightly. "Well, maybe it's true. But... "Wild Elf"? What is that?"

"I don't quite understand their ins and outs," Charlie said with a hand, "but I have seen them-maybe the family before the house elves became "housed"? Anyway, they look very imaginative, and they have amazing magic talents. !"

"So that's it," the old wizard said immediately after hearing the words, "the magic of this Mr. McLean is getting more and more...Did he find it from which wilderness?"

Having said that, he casually patted Shimen in front of him, and once again felt the feeling of shaking his hands back from Shimen.Then he turned around and waved at the others:

"Let's go! We should go back... Since it is Mr. McLean's handwriting, I don't think we need to worry too much. Go back and continue repairing the castle!"

Before the words were over, he greeted Charlie friendly and took the lead to return to the forest.