Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2431: Houyuan Cemetery
John has already begun to doubt whether his action was correct-he just accidentally caught a little doubt on the banquet table and ran out deliberately. Is this trip really worth it? It's not that he hasn't visited this place at the back of the first floor. What can he see here?
Besides, even if there are really secrets here, how likely is it that it will actually be useful to you? Judging from the situation in the past few days, the "living corpse lord" didn't have any defense at all against him from the beginning, didn't he?
"Maybe... it's just something that Weasley simply doesn't want that Weasley to discover. It doesn't matter if I see it or not?"
John thought so in his heart as he walked on the darker and darker corridor.
However, now they are here, and the risks that should be taken are also taken. Obviously, he has no reason to give up halfway. The only thing that should be done at the moment is to keep going and use both eyes to personally confirm whether there is an answer that corresponds to the doubt that I have sensed before.
Of course, if you can really see something "something you shouldn't see", then that would probably be the biggest gain of this impulse!
"...no, nothing, everything...at least it's no different from what I saw the last time I wandered over."
John rubbed the handle of the wand in his pocket, his eyes patrolling back and forth in the dark, looking at everything in the corridor. If it weren't for worrying that casting spells here would lead to exposure, in fact, he would like to throw a few detection spells around to try.
After a short while, he finally reached the foot of John at the end of the promenade, and stopped in front of a gate.
According to the architectural structure of Buckingham Palace, this is directly below the corner of the stairs where Ron’s footprints have been seen before. If there is any secret, it seems...mostly outside this door. In the back garden.
But what's outside? Except for a long dead and dry turf...or more accurately the mud, there are only the same bare grove and a small lake-and the middle of the palace has been integrated into a garden. Compared with the atrium, there is really nothing to see in the back garden. He glanced out of the window upstairs two days ago.
John thought so, reached over with both hands, grabbed the doorknob, and pushed it away carefully with a light twist. Then, he craned his neck and looked out from the middle of the opened door...
White Night did not hang a light source outside today. At this time, the sky was already very dark, and the night outside was even deeper than in the corridor. He waited for a few seconds for his eyes to adjust more, then his field of vision gradually widened.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, John felt as if he had seen something... In the middle of the supposedly flat open space in front of the door, there was a shadowy, seemingly erect something?
"Is that... a tombstone?"
The information collected by the Stewarts family has mentioned sporadically that Makar McLean seems to have a mysterious large black stele in his hand, which contains the mystery of ancient magic. If possible, of course John would like to take a look.
But the one standing outside is obviously not the stone monument mentioned in the material.
Although I don’t see it clearly here, you can tell from the outline that there is a neat row of stone monuments erected on that piece of land. Judging by its size...In short, it looks like a tombstone.
John looked over there for a moment, and then he pushed the door that was only a little open, and then he pursed his mouth, opened his legs and walked out quietly. When he turned back and closed the door again, he confirmed that there was no one else around, and then he walked towards the row of stone tablets that were extremely suspected to be tombstones.
"The smell of freshly turned earth... is it really a tomb? Who will be buried under this...?" He stepped forward, and quickly saw the inscription on the monument as if it were engraved on it, so he simply bent over and approached. Take a closer look at one of the steles.
"...Carolyn...Stewart?"
There are not many words on the stele. Except for a few numbers representing the year and date, there is only one name in the middle that falls there alone. But this name is something he is familiar with!
Caroline, although a little farther apart on the genealogy, she can be regarded as his cousin.
In the "Workshop", unlike his cousin who has always been dangling, Caroline, as a collector of wand core materials, is very reliable in her work. Even if he is an unreliable magic wand maker, he often has to trouble each other when he completes the production tasks of the fixed allocation every month.
Since Caroline has a good level of duel and actual combat, and she is already very active, she also participated in this mission. So... In fact, if you want to tell the fact that the other party is dead, he already knew it from the time he was "trembling" when he was hiding in the ruins.
but...
"Why... is here? What's the matter with this tombstone?" At this time, John had forgotten to keep absolutely quiet, and subconsciously muttered to himself, "Wait! If this is the case, Are the other tombstones......"
talking to himself like this, John turned his head hurriedly and ran to the side, looking at the tombstones one by one along the row of tombstones.
"Ryan... Gabriel... Christopher... This is Mr. Jonker!"
This entire row of tombstones seems to have not been finished~IndoMTL.com~ Except for the middle pieces, the two monuments only have dates but no names. Of course, this little thing is not important to John for the time being. What he wants to know most now is why these tombstones with the names of teammates appear here?
Has made the lord of the living corpses?
was made by the Lord of the Living Dead!
But why did he do this?
To be honest, although the death of his teammate is sad to John, it is not unacceptable. Everyone stepped into this disaster area with the consciousness of death this time. Even if he hadn't rescued him in a timely manner, he would probably have died there a long time ago.
However, since John Stewart is lucky and lucky to be alive, he should at least be obliged to figure out some things.
"Let's think of a way!" John, who had forced himself to calm down, thought, looking at the tombstone in front of him.
But just then, a voice suddenly rang from behind him.
"Did you... see it?"
At that moment, John's muscles all tightened, and a layer of goose bumps formed on his back.
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