Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1973: The strange Weymouth

Hurrying all the way from the Yorkshire Dales, I am finally returning to Weymouth! However, Charlie's chest is more restless and heart palpitations.

　　 On the way, he took a group of Hogwarts alumni who had been forced to flee to hide in Tibet, endless corpses crowded in cities, towns, mountains, and fields. ...It seems that they can be seen everywhere.

　　 And this brought them great danger and obstacles.

　　Thinking that at the beginning, they and these wizards had come back specially to save this homeland, but who knows that now, they have also become a pitiful and funny exile.

　　Yes, you can’t think about it too much, because no matter how you think about it, there is always a cruel irony in it. Thinking a lot, I'm afraid that even the little persistence left will be consumed.

　　"There seems to be no enemy in this forest. Now, everyone, take a break and regain your strength. Noberta and I will go ahead and take a look to see how we should go next."

　　As Charlie said, he looked out of the woods a few more times—this place is already in the southwest of England, and the distribution of living corpses is indeed sparser than before. It is a pity that due to recent changes, the group of living corpses has once again become much more active than before, and it is not easy to reach Weymouth safely.

　　 And... Charlie suddenly noticed that the more he went south, the movements of the living corpses seemed to become more regular. They... seem to be moving south collectively.

　　 "I hope this is only a partial coincidence!" Charlie thought secretly in his heart.

　　 At this moment, a wizard next to him nodded and said:

　　 "Mr. Weasley, thanks for your hard work, remember to be careful."

　　 "I know."

　　Charlie also nodded slightly, and then walked out of the woods under the silent gaze of everyone. After getting far enough from the woods where everyone was hiding, he took out the dragon whistle and blew into the sky.

　　"Roar——"

　　 Nobetta, who had been hovering in the air, heard the whistle, and immediately swooped down with her wings. When she reached the ground, she flapped her wings and landed in front of Charlie.

　　 Before the surrounding living corpses were encircled immediately, Charlie skillfully climbed onto Noberta’s back in twos and threes, letting it fly into the air again with its own whirring—there is almost nothing here. With the flying corpse, Norberta can fly comfortably.

　　 "All this time, thanks to you!" Charlie patted the side of Noberta's neck and said loudly in the violent air current, "Although... you still didn't help me deliver the letter to Percy. To."

　　 That’s right, I remembered that the demons descended in the Yorkshire Dales before, and Charlie sent Norberta to Weymouth to deliver the letter. After that, he rode a broomstick to lead everyone on the way, but he didn't meet the returning Norberta again until he was on the way.

　　 But he soon discovered that the letter that was supposed to be sent to Weymouth was still hanging around Noberta's ankle.

　　"...Forget it, the fire dragon shouldn’t have done this kind of letter delivery, and you can’t be blamed for this."

　　 When he heard him say this, Norberta who was gliding forward turned her head and glanced at him with a low growl.

　　 Obviously, Charlie never thought of the reason why Norberta could not complete the task of delivering the letter. It was not that Norberta did not understand his words. But... when Norberta flew to Weymouth, the recipient had already left the world forever.

　　 "Well... It should be fine to walk from here, but... There seems to be a lot of living corpses ahead!" Charlie looked down at the roads below and began to carefully probe the route of travel. "Otherwise, try later. Let's draw them away!"

　　 It turns out that they are indeed not far from Weymouth. Just as Charlie was thinking about it like this, the scene below was becoming more and more familiar, changing to the vicinity of Yeovil Town as he watched the front.

　　 It’s just that until this moment, Charlie’s face finally tightened with the denser corpses in front.

　　 "What's going on...Ah! It's east!" Following the direction of the living corpses, Charlie suddenly saw that the east seemed to be the source of the movement of the living corpses in this area.

　　"Not good! Weymouth--"

　　 As if suddenly aware of the answers to many questions, Charlie's face changed suddenly-why didn't he expect it? The Yorkshire Dales can be catastrophic, and this is naturally possible here in Weymouth, isn't it? And compared to the originally peaceful Yorkshire Dales, Weymouth is obviously more likely to be attacked.

　　 "Noberta, speed up! Speed ​​up!"

　　 At the urging of Charlie, Norberta no longer just spread her wings and glide, but took the wind to flap her wings again. The strong air flow made Charlie's skin rippled, but he didn't care about this little thing at all, only hoping that Norberta could fly faster.

　　 "Huh? No," But as he flew towards Weymouth, Charlie saw some unexpected sights, "Why is the group of living corpses confused again? Oh, yes...it must be the line of defense. Rebelling!"

　　 Although I don't know how Percy did it, Charlie was gradually able to determine ~IndoMTL.com~Weymouth camp is having an obvious force counterattacking the corpses.

　　 To be honest, this is not something that the defensive forces he knows can do-you can see that there are many individuals that have evolved in the living corpse group, which is not what ordinary living corpses can do. Cope with the enemy. With the original layout of several lines of defense in the camp, Charlie felt that it was already very good to be able to barely withstand the pressure of a living corpse attack, so how could it be possible to initiate an attack?

　　 And it was Charlie who kept a little surprised and grateful at the same time. Finally, when he saw another scene in the distance, his complexion changed again.

　　 It was a black flame like ocean waves, with pitch-black pillars of fire intertwined with each other and attacked the living corpses.

　　, you can see that in those black flames, there will be a few hazy figures that flash and disappear from time to time. They can move flexibly in it, and the terrible black flame does not seem to cause any damage to them, but is their "friend".

　　Thanks to the fact that the fog has been steadily diminishing recently, otherwise, Charlie might have to be close now to see these things clearly.

　　 It’s just...Although Charlie also wants to know who the figures are, what he wants to know now is what happened to the Weymouth camp?

　　"Where are the three lines of defense? And the camp behind? Is this really Weymouth in front? Where are Percy and so many wizards going?"

　　 "What happened here...?"

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