Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 2240: St. Martins Island

St. Martins Island is not a desert island. There are fields, farms, and two small villages. But in general, there have never been many families on this small island, so that, except for the two small towns, nearly one-third of them are wasteland.

Today, it started to rain again on the island.

Why do you say "again"? In fact, it may be that nearly the entire land of the British land not far away is covered by lead clouds. Those clouds are so special that they probably cannot accumulate water vapor, which makes the water vapor accumulate in the surrounding waters.

Recently, it was raining on the island at intervals of time. It is probably because of this, and it really made the residents of the island feel a little annoyed.

However, there is no way. Recently, the roads in the countryside have become extremely muddy due to the precipitation. Most of the few islanders can only stay at home, and even complain about them, they can only talk to their family members.

These Muggle Islanders don't even know the actual situation outside, because the ships that used to come once a week have already stopped. That is to say, on the satellite TV that uses the "cauldron" to receive the signal, you can occasionally see some French news that has been filtered by the control. As for the British TV that I usually watch... it has long been completely unavailable.

Obviously, St. Martins Island is indeed not a deserted island, but now it has become an isolated island forgotten by many people.

But it must be said that even if it was only accidents and coincidences, even if it was not the other party’s intention, the island was finally noticed by some people.

It is still raining today, but in the misty rain curtain, a group of tall, short, fat and thin figures appeared. These visitors who came in the rain did not disturb anyone on the island, but quietly did some strange work in the large clearing on the east side of the island.

If someone can fly into the air and look down, they can see these hurried figures digging in the wasteland silently and regularly. They do not need a shovel to dig the soil, and they can easily lift up large chunks of soil and turf by just waving a small wooden stick in their hands.

About just a short time, these people have dug out many shallow pits under the increasing rain, but the whole looks like a circle composed of pits.

After setting up the canopy and ate something to fill up their belly, the group began to dig ditches again.

The shallow ditches look like diversion ditches, but in fact they seem to be so shallow and narrow that they are not even water ditches.

These shallow trenches connect the shallow pits dug before, one by one, and under the continuous rain, they all accumulate into dotted small pools of water. If it is clear water, this picture will probably be very beautiful.

It's a pity that the mud in the pond is more than the water, and when you look at it, it is muddy and muddy and ugly.

However, these people who dig pits and furrows have obviously never considered any ornamental features, and there is no such indicator in their tasks. Most of the day has passed, many pits have been dug, and shallow trenches have connected them one by one.

The work they were responsible for seemed to be finished, so soon, most of these people disappeared out of thin air one after another, leaving only a few to be responsible for guarding around.

The Muggle expulsion spell is still effective, and with this constant rain, no one will come to wander around this wasteland.

After staying for more than ten minutes, a second group of people appeared in the rain in the rain, and as soon as they got there, they got busy without saying anything.

This second wave of people all came with things. It seems that they have brought slabs of stone. These stone slabs are large and small, and they are all discharged into the shallow pits that have been dug in advance according to the law of inside and out.

It's just that there are many pits dug, but not so many slabs. After placing the stone slabs, they disappeared and left silently, bringing more stone slabs to a place where they never knew, and the progress was not very fast.

It wasn't until noon on the second day that those pits were finally filled with slates—the second group's task seemed to be completed.

So they once again left only a few people to guard the site, and everyone else disappeared and left the island collectively. After half an hour of silence, the first group of people returned.

After pouring something into each ditch, these people began to fill the pits and ditch again.

Needless to say, filling soil is always easier and more convenient than digging pits and trenches one by one. After the wasteland is refilled with the soil that was dug out at the beginning...Finally, everyone disappeared.

In this one and a half day and almost all night long, the two groups of people completed these things mysteriously and strangely. The rain is still falling, but this wasteland that has just been bustling has finally returned to calm.

Unfortunately, in the past few days, this area is afraid that it will be difficult to truly restore its due tranquility-that is, more than an hour of tranquility has just passed, and the third group of people who do not know the origin Again.

However, it is worth mentioning that there are only three people in this third wave. One of the two figures is slightly taller and the other slightly shorter. Seeing the figure through the rain curtain, they seem to be girls. There was another man who was a man. Although he also held a small wooden stick in his hand, he held a shining silver sword in his other hand.

As long as you observe more, it is not difficult to find that the girl who is slightly shorter seems to be the leader of the three.

"In any case~IndoMTL.com~compact it first!"

The girl with some messy hair looked around for a week, then subconsciously stepped **** the ground, and then said something like that.

The sound of speech became very inconspicuous in the sound of rain that filled the surroundings and the waves of the outer sea. But when she had just finished saying this, she raised the wooden stick in her hand and waved it quickly.

The next moment, several cards flew out of her pocket, and inexplicable invisible forces began to cover the wasteland that had been dug and refilled. Wherever he went, the ground was slightly sinking, the dust was still, and even the rain seemed to be drawn by some force, and it settled much faster.

It didn't take long for the loose soil on this wasteland to be completely compacted, but because of the rain, the ground was still extremely muddy, and I was afraid that even the shoes would be stuck and glued after two steps.

After doing this, the three figures began to be busy with other things again, and occasionally they talked to each other in low voices, but they were basically busy most of the time.

Until the early morning of the third day, the rain continued for two days and nights, and it finally stopped.

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