The living corpses were leaving in an orderly manner, and together with the human wizards such as Hermione and Lu Ping, they left the city of icicles and headed east.

Under the leadership and restraint of high-level individuals who already possess independent intelligence, those low-level living corpses that still resemble beasts no longer show the mania and brutality they used to be, but the chaotic team and the more chaotic sight still show that they are still It's just a large group of "mad beasts" who can't communicate.

It is naturally impossible for such a group of dangerous creatures to be brought into human society together, so...how to arrange them has become an extremely questionable issue.

You know, there are a lot of living corpses gathered here in London!

How many British people failed to leave alive during the Great Evacuation Campaign means that there are now how many living corpses exist in the UK, even if they are eventually gathered by the Lord of the Living Zombies...that is, the living corpses gathered together by Maca only account for all of them. A small half of the group of living corpses. Even in the multiple zombies blocking battles that have occurred, many low-level corpses have been buried one after another on the spot, but the number of corpses staying here during this time is still quite large.

After all, the chance of a high-level living corpse being born in a family of living corpses is actually quite low.

Standing on an old square in the eastern suburbs of the city, Hermione and the others watched the young zombie sending out all the high-level clansmen around him. Under their leadership, countless low-level living corpses followed by one after another. The land grants began to gather in the surrounding neighborhoods, and I couldn't help feeling some scalp tingling.

This is completely different from the past few frontal collisions with the zombie tide. These days, Hermione, Ginny and other small partners have deliberately come into close contact with the zombie family-they are classified as low-level living. Of course, the eastern side of the corpse placement area has also been here.

But they didn't really understand until now how many low-level living corpses were stuffed in every broken building! Not to mention Lupin, Kingsley and others who have just arrived here recently.

To be honest, after seeing the countless low-level living corpses with terrible appearances gradually filling their vision, even Hermione, who had already decided to accept the living corpses to a certain extent, suddenly began to doubt again. I have made my original judgment.

"Granger...Miss, my sister mentioned to me that you are a trustworthy human being. So, I want to ask you. Next...what should we do?"

The darkening night clearly had no effect on the living corpse clan. Under this heavy night, the young living corpse represented the whole family, a little clumsy but very serious, inquiring Hermione about the current situation.

On the contrary, Hermione, who was hanging low on a broomstick, watched the shadowy figures of more and more low-level living corpses in the surrounding streets. Come here.

"Well, anyway..." She turned her head to look at Lupin, then lowered her head to face the young corpse boy on the ground and continued, "Anyway, go east first!"

Upon hearing the words, the young man thought for a moment, then nodded.

"good."

Before the words were over, the high-level living corpses scattered everywhere immediately led many low-level clansmen and began to move eastward.

…

Dawn, here comes again;

London is empty again.

This disaster-ridden city has lost new residents, leaving only some indistinct marks, which proves that only recently a group of residents stayed and left in a hurry.

Until the hazy light finally occupied most of the sky, and the world under the thick clouds was no longer as dark as the night, a figure followed the unhurried footsteps at the front gate of the palace. Show up.

Maca paused a little in the empty square, turned his head and glanced casually towards the east. Even though there are many buildings and more ice blocking his vision, he knows that at this moment in that direction, not far from the empty city, Hermione, Luna and others are walking with him. Getting away.

He didn't speak, he just stayed here for a little longer before he retracted his gaze and moved on, without looking over there again.

Not long after, somewhere in the northern suburbs of the outer city there was a dull "Woo". A Muggle-invisible train rumbling into the distance with white steam...

"Kang Dang...Kang Dang..."

The train was advancing quickly, along the sometimes damaged track, heading north. It’s just that whenever you are about to pass some destroyed railroad tracks, you can see the steel rails flying like noodles and reconnecting, lying steadily back on the sleepers that have automatically returned to their original positions, as if an invisible force is following. The train's progress was repaired all the way.

And the owner of this force was sitting in a compartment in the second half of the train, and his deep and long gaze cast from the window to the scenery passing by, and he didn't know where he was resting.

This was the car in which he was seated when he took the train for the first time. At the time, he was holding a thick book in his hand, and he hardly cared about the surrounding scene. Looking back now, it’s hard to remember anything. I don’t even know if the scratch on the wooden window frame was only a few years later.

Now that I have been on this train for a long time, the accompanying feelings are far from the previous one.

But even so, for him, this is obviously an extremely rare time for rest and recollection-I don't know if there is any next train that belongs to him on the nine and three-quarters platform after this time?

The train is still humming, UU reading www.uukānshu.com is dull and boring, but it is nostalgic.

After a long time, when the scenery outside the window was once again occupied by the paleness of frost and snow, the window was covered with a faint haze, and the figure leaning on the carriage suddenly waved. Immediately, with the sound of "creaking", the train gradually began to decelerate and eventually stopped.

Today's train travel speed is obviously much faster than in the past, and when it arrived at the terminal, the sky outside was not even dark.

There was no one in Hogsmeade Village. Maca didn't delay any longer. After getting out of the car, he leaped slightly, and then swiftly rushed towards the castle not far away that was no longer protected by magic.

Behind him, the Hogwarts Express train, which had been completely repaired as before, started again, bypassing the platform along the same repaired railroad track, dragging the unmanned carriage back to the direction of the time when it came.

"Woo-"

"Dangdangdangdangdangdang..."

The Hogwarts Express has restarted its journey. When will its next batch of passengers arrive?