I don’t know when it started, it rained in the fog.

The thin, faint rain fell under the shackles without a trace, and then each splashed a faint splash of water.

Of course, in London, a rain is obviously not unusual.

Rare, it is the people in the rain.

Just like the rain that splashed on the ground, there is still a life that has been lively. They grew up in silence, filled in silence, but now they are dying in silence.

From this moment on, some people may suddenly clear comprehension, and Herpo’s men have only turned a blind eye to the mugdle.

Because this huge disaster that spans the magic circle and the muggle world has only really begun!

“Sin, not enough… not enough.”

The “collector” who was born in front of Herpo was walking through the streets with a group of similar walking corpses.

They… no, they are “they.”

They don’t go awkward at all, even because they are gradually scattered in their own way, and people can’t see whether there is any affiliation, because if they only look at the appearance, the change is basically only the pair that has been completely encroached by black. Eyes.

Perhaps it is only when they are shot that people can feel great differences, because only the original one will use the unclear material of darkness to capture the soul and life of others.

However, it is clear that if you want to distinguish, it is only possible to survive from them. And these ordinary muggles, there is no such ability.

Unconsciously, the number of muggles in a corner of the city of London began to gradually decrease.

……

“Okay, they are back! Ready to remove the barrier, others follow me against the dark wizard… Remus, you don’t come over, it’s not easy to get along, take a break!”

At the door of Leaky Cauldron, Kingsley greeted everyone to raise the wand, ready to meet Aberforth and Sirius, who led the majority of the dark wizard, and went out to meet the enemy and attract firepower.

To be honest, it’s not difficult to just go out and top it out. After all, those outside the wizard are crazy, but the strength is not enough to make the Auror and Dark Wizard strikers helpless.

Not to mention, the most difficult one to deal with has already been withdrawn after being injured by Aberforth.

After a short while, I saw Kingsley’s order and the magic barrier disappeared instantly. At the same time, Kingsley immediately led the subordinates to attack the enemies that were blocking the door, such as the bulldozer of the muggle, forcing a vacant lot in front of the door.

“Come on… Protego… There are us here, just go in!”

Kingsley slammed the stick against the curse and let Aberforth and Sirius rush into the door—he knew that the two had circled around with more dark wizards, and it was obviously not easy along the way.

After a few minutes, the two people, with the help of the side, broke through the crowd and rushed into the door of Leaky Cauldron. Kingsley began to shrink the line of defense and then returned.

When the barrier rises again, an Aurr and striker closes his hand and looks at the a path of the spell that is still on the outside, making a dazzling light particle in front of him.

“Remus, how come you came here? Marx went to St. Mungo’s, you should know? Didn’t go there and see the situation?”

As soon as Kingsley returned to the bar, he heard that Sirius had already gone to the bar and spoke to Lupin.

“Why didn’t you go?” Hearing Sirius asked, Lupin suddenly said, “Not only did it go, but when I got there, Marx pulled it to help…”

As he said, he looked at Aberforth, who was still at the door, and then said:

“I believe you know it too… I am going to come out and find someone to add strength to your side. I will temporarily hand over the information booth at the ‘home’ to Dong. But guess what? I will go back later. The guy sent the piles of secrets directly to Marx! When I went to St. Mungo’s, he was watching them one by one at the door of the hall!”

“And then you were dragged by him to sort information?” Sirius listened, and immediately patted him on the shoulder. “Is that what you should do? Just change a place, what can be? complaining!”

“I didn’t want to complain, just follow your words, that’s all!” Lupin waved his hand. “Yes, I have to say that the information I had before at Marx didn’t have much focus, but I was going to St. On the way to Mungo’s, I saw a thing worth paying attention to.”

Sirius saw his expression gradually become serious, and he couldn’t help but say:

“what’s up?”

“Well, wait a minute,” Lupin rushed to Kingsley and Aberforth. “Come on, it’s time for people to come, I have something to say – it’s about Herpo.”

After a few people got together, Lupin said that a group of wizards were summoned by Herpo and that Martin was burned into a fly ash by Herpo.

The face that was condensed by the fog was hit by Herpo, and almost every part of the scene made people in the place scared.

Yes, even Aberforth, who seems to care less about anything, couldn’t help but shake his head after hearing it.

“So, that Martin was originally Herpo…” Kingsley said half of it, and suddenly he thought of something like it, and said, “I remembered – this Martin, is it the previous Marx let? The little girl at Parkinson’s house stares at the Herpo apprentice?”

“Yes,” Lupin said first. “That’s the one.”

“Who?”

Since Pansy is only a small number of people who know about spying, Sirius is sitting between these two minority insiders.

Seeing him looking back and looking at himself and Kingsley with a look of confusion, Lupin was too lazy to explain too much detail, so he thought about it and said:

“In short, that Martin is also one of Herpo’s apprentices, and it is clear that… he was betrayed because of the woman named ‘Muril’.”

“Oh,” Sirius tried this, and shrugged on time. “This can only be said to be a pity.”

Kingsley also followed with a little regret:

“It is obvious that even if some people make the wrong choice at the moment, it does not mean that they are completely hopeless. The source of the current mistakes is that ‘Herpo the Foul’… in order not to let more It is the most important thing to remove the source of Herpo as soon as possible, either by taking the initiative or by being forced to take Martin’s wrong path.”

……

It is an extremely difficult thing to get rid of Herpo. If it can, Marx has done it long ago.

In fact, Marx has indeed made a lot of efforts to this end, and even “killed” the other side many times.

Of course, even Marx himself is very clear, it is just a futile. As long as Herpo’s Horcrux has not been destroyed, even if the only Horcrux has fallen into Marx’s hands, he will still be resurrected again and again.

Compared to Voldemort, even after the soul fragment became even worse than the ghost, the Herpo, who is well versed in the rules of the soul, is obviously much more difficult.

But tonight, Herpo’s hardships are obviously much more—that is, the “collectors” born through the demon summon ceremony.

In a family of muggle, a man is lying in bed with his wife, both of whom sleep and sleep, immersed in an unknown dream.

At this moment, a silhouette suddenly opened the door of the bedroom, step by step from the outside corridor to the bedside of the young muggle couple.

Then, a cold and ruthless voice rang in the room.

“Indolence, lust…big sin…contribute your sins.”

The next moment, a thick black material emerged from the front of the silhouette, turned into two slender but hard long thorns and straight through the heads of the two innocent muggles on the bed.

After the long thorns were quickly recovered, the muggle couple in the bed were slightly twitching. The silhouette was just a light suck, and then immediately turned and flew away.

Only two bodies that are still warm, and the surging blood smudged a large scarlet red on the bed.

However, the silhouette of the sin of the voice, who would not have such a point? According to his momentum, I am afraid that everyone will die last time, and there is absolutely no omission.

More terrifying is that “collectors” like him will also be born 41!

Suddenly, in another residential area far away from the window, a green light flashed in a room. The light is strong, even with thick curtains, it still penetrates between the upper and lower gaps.

There is no doubt that slaughter is far more than this.

However, it must be said that the fog that has enveloped the whole of London has become an extremely effective cover.

If it is on a normal night, the frequent flashing green light can easily attract the attention of others, but tonight must be close enough to be faintly seen.

After a long time, the first secret text strip about a suspected Killing Curse rays of light in a certain area finally came to the hands of Mundungus in Black’s old house across the night sky. When the note was turned and sent to Kingsley, no one knew how many incompetent muggles had been taken away from their precious lives…

“Come on! The second collector… Yes, I can feel it, the second collector is about to be born… Hurry up, hurry up! Hey…hahaha…”

On the open space behind Big Ben, in the sluggish gaze of the 41 “apprentice”, Herpo’s gradual laughter slowly reverberated in the fog.

Death may still continue, and no one knows where the damn end is hiding.


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