Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2237: Dialogue silence

The conference table in the tent of the camp command post was thrown into the tent next door, freeing up a large area for the ice coffin that Ron brought back. And just around the ice coffin, there were many people sitting or standing at the moment, but almost everyone closed their mouths and remained silent, making the air in the tent seem to have gradually solidified.

Although there are many people in this tent, it is frighteningly quiet.

But it is worth mentioning that the twin corpses who followed Ron were also in the tent at this time. The pair of brothers and sisters with special status stood side by side on the small piece of ground between the ice coffin and the entrance of the tent, because everyone in the tent was still vigilant against them, no one wanted to leave them too much. Near, so at this time the siblings look somewhat lonely.

It's just...Of course, no one will pity them, because they are living corpses! It's a high-level living corpse! Even though I had roughly asked what they came from before letting them in, the living corpses were always living corpses, the natural enemies of mankind.

However, no matter whether it is an enemy or what, in front of this ice coffin, everyone has obviously temporarily lost interest in paying attention to them. As long as the strange and suspicious twin twins don't do anything first, everything will be discussed later.

But, how "after" is this "Yonghou"? The solemn atmosphere in the tent felt more and more depressing for the corpses who had just formed some superficial emotions.

But since Ron told Hermione clearly who the people in the ice coffin were, and moved the ice coffin here, he stopped talking.

I don't know how long it took before Sarah, who was also standing by the crowd, suddenly took two steps forward. She wiped away the hoarfrost on the ice coffin with a hand, and after taking a deep look at the familiar figure in the ice, she looked up again, turned her head and looked at the head of the ice coffin. Hermione said motionlessly:

"Hermione, I think...the best thing we should do right now is to figure out the complete cause of Mr. McLean's death."

"Maca is not dead."

Perhaps because of not speaking for too long, Hermione's voice became a little hoarse. After hearing Sarah's words, she finally spoke, with a stubborn, awkward, and even willful and paranoid taste.

"How can Maca die? Maca is not dead, definitely not dead!"

"Hermione..."

Sarah looked at her with some pity, as if worried about her being hurt by her own tone, deliberately softly and gently. However, you still have to say something to persuade, especially when it seems that everyone has forgotten how to open his mouth.

"You know, just now we—me, Miss Geoffrey, Mr. Blois, Delphi—have been checked over and over again, and this is indeed...Mr. McLean’s remains. His body There are fatal injuries, magic fluctuations that are still involved, and various tokens including his wand...Hermione, although we all understand that it is very difficult and painful to admit this fact, but...the more this time , We...especially you, the stronger we must be!"

After speaking these words of persuasion to Hermione, Sarah subconsciously glanced at Ron at the end of the ice coffin and the pair of twin corpses, her eyes filled with worry.

In her opinion, the most urgent thing to face right now is the other thing mentioned by the two living corpses just now.

As for the death of Maca... Indeed, this is a very shocking news. It not only shocked everyone's hearts, but actually became the biggest loss we have suffered so far.

But I'm all dead, what else can I do? For Sarah, who had lived for so many years and had become accustomed to life and death, there seemed to be nothing unacceptable.

"...but why?"

After speaking, Sarah took two steps back and returned to the crowd, but still fell back on the ice coffin in the middle. Suddenly, she raised her hand, and struck it heavily on her cheek without a trace, then dropped her hand again, gently twisting the wet and lubricated fingers between her fingers, feeling a little dazed for a while.

On the other hand, Sarah's words don't seem to have much effect. Except for making Hermione stubbornly speak again, nothing changed, and the tent soon became quiet again.

"Luna...Luna? You go and persuade Hermione? Or she...Luna?"

In the corner of the tent, Hannah and Neville are standing together holding hands, and Luna is next to Hannah. Just after Sarah’s persuasion, Hannah had some revelations first-she seemed to want her good friend Luna to persuade Hermione again. After all, Hermione is indispensable in many aspects now, so she cannot Depressed like this.

But after she yelled twice, and stretched out her hand to pull Luna next to her, she realized that Luna, who seemed to be calm on the surface, was more dazed at this time. More serious. Hermione could at least say something, but Luna...

Just when Hannah was anxious and subconsciously wanted to find someone to take a look, suddenly, an exceptionally cold hand gently grabbed her palm.

"Luna?"

Yes, the owner of this cold little hand is Luna, and Hannah can feel it trembling slightly.

At this moment, another voice suddenly rang from the crowd on the other side of the ice coffin.

"I agree with what Miss Hornheim said just now...Miss Granger, you must be more sober."

As soon as the voice fell, Harry, Ginny and others who were standing in the front all turned to look at them, and then unconsciously stepped aside, revealing Delphi who was standing at the back.

The sentence just now~IndoMTL.com~ seems to be what she said.

At this moment, Delphi's expression seems to be quite calm, but the pair of slender eyebrows are frowned as if they are going to be twisted together, and the delicate and beautiful face is pale, and no blood can be seen.

She did not walk out of the crowd like Sarah, but still stood there, with one hand lightly on her chest, as if she was holding something, while the other hand was hanging down to her side, firmly holding her own. Wand handle.

"Miss Granger, here are two high-level zombies, and the invitation to negotiate cooperation with the lord of the zombies they brought. Although they don’t seem to know about Mr. McLean..., but The owner of them obviously knows a lot of details. Last time I went to London, I couldn’t see each other, so this time, I think we have to meet-not just for Mr. McLean, but to understand the disaster. Behind... some truths."

That being said, in fact, Delphi really only cares about the former. The truth or something, that was just an excuse to persuade Hermione.

"Miss Granger?" Delphi pursed her lips, raising her tone.

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