John has already begun to doubt whether his action was correct-he just accidentally caught a little doubt on the banquet table and ran out deliberately. Is this trip really worth it? It's not that he hasn't visited this place at the back of the first floor. What can he see here?

　　 Besides, even if there are really secrets here, how likely is it that it will actually be useful to you? Judging from the situation in the past few days, the "living corpse lord" didn't have any defense at all against him from the beginning, didn't he?

　　 "Maybe... it's just something that Weasley simply didn't want that Weasley to discover. It doesn't matter if I see it or not?"

　　 John thought so in his heart as he walked on the darker and darker corridor.

　　 However, now they have come, and the risks that should be taken are also taken. Obviously, he has no reason to give up halfway. The only thing that should be done at the moment is to keep going and use both eyes to personally confirm whether there is an answer that corresponds to the doubt that I have sensed before.

　　 Of course, if you can really see something "something you shouldn't see", then it is probably the biggest gain of this impulse!

　　 "...no, nothing, everything...at least the scene I saw when I wandered over last time."

　　 John rubbed the handle of the wand in his pocket, his eyes patted back and forth in the dark, and he could see everything in the corridor. If it weren't for worrying that casting spells here would lead to exposure, in fact, he would like to throw a few detection spells around to try.

　　 After a short while, he finally reached the foot of John at the end of the promenade, and stopped in front of a gate.

According to the architectural structure of Buckingham Palace, this is directly below the corner of the stairs where Ron’s footprints were seen turning back. If there is any secret, it seems...mostly in the back garden outside this door. .

　　 But what's outside? Except for a piece of turf that has long been dead and dry...or more accurately, mud, there are only the same bare groves and a small lake-the same as the atrium in the middle of the palace that has been transformed into a garden. Bi, there is really nothing to see in Houyuan now. He glanced out of the window upstairs two days ago.

　　 John thought so, he reached out with both hands and grabbed the doorknob, and gently twisted it a little bit away. Then, he craned his neck and looked out from the middle of the opened door...

　　 Bai Ye did not hang a light source outside today. At this time, the sky was already very dark, and the night outside was even deeper than in the corridor. He waited for a few seconds for his eyes to adjust more, then his field of vision gradually widened.

"Ok?"

　　 Suddenly, John felt as if he had seen something... In the middle of the supposedly flat open space in front of the door, it was shadowy, and it seemed that something was standing upright?

　　 "Is that... tombstone?"

　　 There are sporadic mentions in the materials collected by the Stewart family, that Maca McLean seems to have a mysterious large black stone tablet in his hand, which contains the mystery of ancient magic. If possible, of course John would like to take a look.

　　 But the one standing outside is obviously not the stone monument mentioned in the materials.

　　 Although I can’t see clearly here, I can tell from the outline that there is a neat row of stone monuments erected on that piece of land, judging by the size...In short, it looks like tombstones.

　　 John looked at that side for a moment, and then he pushed the door that was only a little open, and then he pursed his mouth, opened his legs and walked out quietly. When he turned back and closed the door again, he confirmed that there was no one else around, and then he walked towards the row of stone tablets that were extremely suspected to be tombstones.

"The smell of freshly turned earth... is it really a tomb? Who is buried under this...?" He stepped forward, and quickly saw the inscription on the stele, and he simply bent over and approached one of the steles carefully. Look.

　　 "...Carolyn...Stewart?"

　　 There are not many words on the stele. Except for a few numbers representing the year and date, only one name in the middle falls there alone. But this name is something he is familiar with!

　　 Caroline, although a little far apart on the genealogy, she can be regarded as his cousin.

　　In the "Workshop", unlike his cousin who has always been silly, Caroline, as a collector of wand core materials, is very reliable in her work. Even if he is an unreliable magic wand maker, he often has to trouble each other when he completes the production tasks of the fixed allocation every month.

　　 Since Caroline has a good level in duel and actual combat, and she is already very active, she also participated in this mission. So... in fact, if you want to tell the fact that the other party is dead, he already knew it from the time he was "trembling" when he hid in the ruins.

　　 But...

"Why... here? What's the matter with this tombstone?" At this time John had forgotten to keep absolutely quiet, and he muttered to himself subconsciously, "Wait! If that's the case, then the other tombstones Could it be..."

　　 Talking to himself like this, John turned his head hurriedly and ran to the side, looking at the tombstones one by one along the row of tombstones.

　　 "Ryan... Gabriel... Christopher... This is, Mr. Jonker!"

　　 This entire row of tombstones seems to have not been finished. Except for the middle pieces, the two monuments have dates but no names on both sides. Of course, this little thing is not important to John for the time being. What he wants to know most now is why these tombstones with the names of teammates appear here?

　　 was the lord of the living corpses made it?

　　 is the Lord of the Living Dead!

　　 But why did he do this?

　　 To be honest, although the death of his teammate is sad for John, it is not unacceptable. Everyone stepped into this disaster area with the consciousness of death this time. Even if he hadn't rescued him in a timely manner, he would probably have died there a long time ago.

　　 However, since he John Stewart is lucky and lucky to be alive, he should at least be obliged to figure out some things.

　　 "Think of another way!" John, who had forced himself to calm down, thought, looking at the tombstone in front of him.

　　 But just then, a voice suddenly rang from behind him.

"you saw it?"

　　 At that moment, John's muscles all tightened, and a layer of goose bumps formed on his back.

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