Several times the corpse rioted and unknowingly made this once rich land gradually barren.

The city became dilapidated, flowers and trees gradually withered due to the lack of sunlight for a long time, and then were destroyed by the violent activities of living dead. Everywhere it has been subjected to fighting, the soil has been turned up, the road has been cracked, houses and walls have fallen and collapsed, bridges and telephone poles have broken and shattered.

Everything seems to be marching toward destruction, and the traces of civilization are dying at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

People are no longer visible-no matter whether they are wizards or Muggles, there are only one by one, groups of living corpses wandering aimlessly in the suburbs, in the squares, among the ruins, and at the ends of every street.

Even Devonshire, which is located in the southwest of England and far away from London, is the same, and people cannot help but sigh.

And this is the most real and cruelest scene Hermione saw when they left Weymouth and went west.

"boom--"

Blois waved his wand violently, and a large blaze of fiery flames splattered out, converging like a serpent, rolling arrogantly on the ground in front of him, wrapping a whole group of living bodies in it.

Then, Safina, who stood at the front, suddenly raised her hand, but the flame she released was as dark as ink. The black flames, like giant waves in the sea, rose up silently and fell silently, and slapped fiercely in another group of living corpses running towards this side.

"I go to the periphery to solve those speed-type individuals who place orders."

As he passed by Safina, Harry said so. But just then, Safina turned his head and looked at him suddenly, then said coldly:

"I met your godfather in Boothbatten."

"what?"

Harry never expected that Safina would mention such a thing at this time, which immediately made him stop involuntarily.

"You ... why didn't you say it in Weymouth before?"

"I forgot," Safina didn't seem to think there was anything wrong, and after answering this, she continued, "And ... I think about Percy Weasley, he should Already known. "

This time, Harry really didn't even know what to say-Bill wanted to hide his parents first, at least they had to wait for them to recapture the burrow. Otherwise, the Weasleys are afraid that they will have to rush to the front line from the refuge community!

But now ...

"Miss Geoffin," Harry asked instantly, "Sirius, did he mention Percy?"

"No, that's not it." Safina continued to control the black flames tossing in the battlefield ahead, "he just asked us about McLean's situation. But let's not talk about him in Booth What does Barton do, Mrs. Maxim, who he will always see? That Weymouth thing ... I think I will talk about it a bit. "

Safina did make a lot of sense, Harry stunned and shook his head again, before whispering:

"Yeah! What did Sirius go to Boothbatten? Didn't the neighborhood remain nearly completely closed all the time? This was still what Makat had specifically urged to follow through."

Thinking of what might have happened there enough to cause Sirius to leave the shelter, Harry was a little restless. He glanced slightly after turning his head to look at Ron and others behind him:

"Miss Geoffin, when you saw Sirius, was he the only one?"

"Well," Safina nodded. "And from what he said, he probably went to Boothbatton alone, no one else."

"Oh! That should be okay ... okay."

Right now they are already on their way to the Burrow. If they are going back again now, the effort of this journey will be in vain. Not to mention, even if they went back to Sirius, they didn't seem to know what to say.

"That's right," Harry said after secretly pondering, "Does he have anything else to say? For example, why would you want to know what's happening with Maca?"

"why?"

Hearing Harry asking that, Safina finally turned her head and gave him a strange look.

"Want to know what's wrong with McLean? Now everyone wants to keep up with the latest situation in this disaster, and if you want to know this, the best way is to know what McLean is doing, right? "

After all, she watched Harry shake his head, as if he heard a stupid question.

"Uh."

Harry heard that he had to shut his mouth and stopped questioning, because he knew that this was indeed a stupid question. However, he was very concerned about the specific situation over Sirius.

"This ... I'll just talk to Ron when they find a place to rest!"

After so muttering, Harry returned to his battlefield again. Seeing that he wasn't talking, he tightened the hilt of his sword tightly, and then rushed forward. The speed was so fast that the airflow that set off even drove Safina's clothing corners, making it flutter gently.

But soon, it was swallowed again by the black flame of its owner.

"Blois, I'll deal with the group on the right, just take care of your side!"

Seeing the red fire snake in the battlefield rushing to the right, she couldn't help reminding. On the other side, Blois glanced at Safina's side, and then pulled the wand backside without saying a word, causing the flame snake to turn his head again ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ meandering Climbing back to the left.

Honestly, Blois doesn't care about these now-his only hope is to get the job done as soon as possible, and then he can go back to accompany his daughter early.

However, it must be said that Safina's strength is what he has to admit.

"Be prepared, I see a large number of live corpses coming here even more! We can move on after the batch is resolved!"

Just then, Harry's voice came from a distance from the other side of the corpse-he used the amplifying spell.

When he heard this, Blois suddenly lifted his wand up. The next moment, the huge fire snake that had only rolled and crawled on the ground instantly turned into a blazing red flame, and burst into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

For a few seconds, the large stream of flames reunited and turned into a flame dragon with flapping wings. As soon as he lowered his head, he spewed out the "Dragon's Breath", which was hotter than before, towards the living corpses on the ground.

This battle continues.