"The fog in the north ... seems to be flowing?"

Although the Wizarding Squad just sent there for observation was returning, apparently he wanted to come back and report the situation to Old Aslan. In fact, they don't need to remind them. Just standing in the camp can clearly see that the fog is undergoing great changes.

The weird mist that had shrouded the British land for so long, is finally about to start moving again?

However, just as the old Aslan and Charlie had the same idea in their hearts, they realized that something was wrong.

"How do I think the fog over there is shrinking somewhere on the ground?" Charlie froze a bit, and then gritted his teeth. "No, I have to go see ... Old Jazz, you let the camp Prepare yourself here for defense! "

The words didn't end, Charlie immediately turned and ran towards the entrance to the camp. Old Aslan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't open his mouth to stop him, but arranged it according to what he said.

Not long after, Charlie, who rode on the fire dragon Nobetta, suddenly passed over the camp, and rushed straight in the direction of the mist.

After he flew up to the sky, he finally determined that the feeling just now was correct.

Yes, it can be seen that a large amount of fog is now rapidly gathering towards another highland north of the camp. Due to the rapid contraction, the dense fog has become increasingly thinner.

Therefore, when Charlie came to this area riding a fire dragon, he even saw the bright sun shooting down from the sky for the first time in this long-lost British territory.

"call--"

Noberta flapped her wings and hovered suddenly in the glory.

"what happened?"

As Charlie asked, he couldn't help looking up at the faintly identifiable blue sky above his head. It is a pity that the scenes that make people so happy and happy seem instead to signal that some more terrible crisis is coming.

Hearing Charlie's words, Nobetta shook her head hard, and her sharp eyes stared at the place where the fog was condensing not far away.

It seemed that she was aware of the danger and did not want to continue to approach.

After a while, when the mist on this mountain was almost completely emptied, and the bright sunlight fell on the green hillside for a long time, the mist that had already condensed on the mountain peak also changed from the original gray to a high concentration. It became almost pure black.

Charlie was sitting on the dragon's back, and the sweat on his hand holding the wand was slightly exuding. He knew for sure that the fog could not be allowed to continue to condense like this-God knew what would happen, but it would definitely not be a good thing anyway!

"Uh-"

At that moment, Charlie, who couldn't bear anymore, waved his wand at once, a curse suddenly shot out from the tip of the wand, and fell straight to the mist group that was still compressing.

However, his curse had no effect at all, and the dark mist directly swallowed up his magic.

Changes continue.

"Mr. Weasley, what's going on here ..."

After hearing a sudden inquiry from behind him, Charlie realized that he was probably focusing all his attention on the mist, but he didn't even notice anyone approaching him.

Fortunately, only two wizards came out to find him.

"I don't know what happened," he glanced back, and then immediately returned his sight to the high ground ahead. "Are you all back to camp?"

"Everyone who had gone to the south before clearing up the living corpses is coming back, but it is estimated that it will be a while before they can all be assembled. But more protection spells are already on. The old jazz let us ask you, should you return to the camp first? "

"Go back first! I'll stay here and take a look-even if this change can't be stopped, at least enough information must be collected, and nothing is the worst."

"Okay, let's go back and tell the old jazz here, Mr. Weasley, be careful yourself ..."

As they talked, the darkening mist was compressed to the size of a room, which made the fog, which could only cover the sight, appear to be sticky. Looking from a distance, it seems like a ball of mud that is floating and constantly deforming.

Probably because the color is too dark, so that Charlie gave them a deep feeling, as if they were connecting to an unknown space.

And just as the wizard who came to Charlie turned the broom and was about to return to the camp, abnormal changes happened again.

I only saw those living corpses that had been kneeling on the ground, even if the fog had shrunk and the sun had not returned, but at this moment they suddenly got up from the ground. They were almost hands and feet, and turned their heads towards the constantly flowing black mist on the hillside.

It can be seen that, in fact, it is not just the area where the mist is evacuated, but even the living corpses farther away are flying quickly.

It was this state of gathering like a moth that saw the flames. The valley, which had a relatively small density of live dead, soon became crowded.

Seeing those ordinary living corpses pushing, stamping, and even biting each other, scrambling to throw themselves into the darkness of the bottomless pit, Charlie's bad hunch became stronger and stronger. stand up.

"If it wasn't good, they wouldn't look so crazy. Maybe ... entering there would allow them to accelerate their evolution immediately?"

In fact, everyone has not really observed the evolution of living corpses, and even in areas far from London, there are almost no evolved individuals.

So after seeing this scene, it is not unreasonable for Charlie to think so.

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"What are you still doing?"

Perhaps he was stunned by this new change. The two wizards who wanted to return to the camp stopped there and forgot to go back for a while. After Charlie noticed, he immediately reminded:

"Come back! Tell the old jazz immediately, not only to prepare for the defense, but also to plan to give up the emergency retreat of the camp!"

"Yes, I, I'll go."

Before the words fell, the wizard pulled another companion who had been watching, and quickly swooped towards the camp. At the same time, Charlie was choked again.

He was wondering if he should take advantage of the opportunity of the living corpses to gather over the dark mist and try to clear as much as possible.

"This ... Maybe it will greatly reduce the pressure over the camp for a while."

Charlie gritted his teeth, thinking so.