"... Please take a rest here. I will ask the tribe to bring you some food and drinks... You may know that our tribe does not need to eat, but the master will occasionally taste some of your human food. There are also some in the storage room. There are some reserves. Oh, if you feel bored, you can also go for a walk - the master has told us before leaving that you are honored guests, so you cannot be negligent, and we are not allowed to sit on anything that restricts your movement."
When the living corpse who claimed to have worked in Diagon Alley sent everyone to a wing of Buckingham Palace, he left temporarily, leaving Hermione and the others sitting in a corner of this former royal room. , looking at all the magnificence around him, he couldn't help but be a little dazed for a moment.
"Hermione, I...do you want to check around?"
Seeing that there were obviously no living corpses monitoring the surrounding area, Harry hesitated. Originally, according to the plan, he should explore in the invisible state in order to find some possible secrets of the living corpse clan.
However, he had met the Lord of the Living Corpses before and was almost frightened back to the team. But now, they are a little at a loss because of the extremely "tolerant" attitude of the living zombie clan.
In addition, the thought that the Lord of the Living Corpses was probably Maka kept lingering in his mind, and he really didn't know what to do.
"Well," Hermione frowned and shook her head, "Anyway... let's sit down for a while! The zombie just said he would send something over, at least wait until he comes."
"… good."
Harry paused for a few seconds before nodding and responding.
Then the huge side hall suddenly became quiet again.
In fact, many people in the team are still thinking about what the living zombie who brought them here just said - if they remember correctly, this may be the first one they have encountered that still retains it. Some living corpses with clear memory fragments from their lifetimes. Although, everyone only vaguely remembers that Flourishes and Blotts did seem to have such a clerk who worked there for a period of time.
…
Let's rewind the time a little. Just when Hermione and her group had just entered the city and were still walking to Buckingham Palace, the living corpse said something very casually -
"Actually, I don't remember it very clearly, but I do remember Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. It seemed that school was about to start, and the bookstore needed people, so I went there to work part-time... As for why I still have memories, Maybe it's because... At that time, the store received a batch of magic books that were difficult to deal with - I don't know which professor at Hogwarts specifically specified it. It was really scary to use those kind of books that can bite people! I don't know. I was bitten very badly at that time... Haha, now that I think about it, it doesn't seem too pleasant to be able to remember these memories."
"Oh, don't take it too seriously. I don't remember any of the guests... You said you might have seen me? No, I don't know... I only have some fragments left in my head."
"Well... I used to be a wizard who lived a very useless life. The family conditions were not good, and life seemed to be very difficult. I don't know if it was because I didn't have a father since I was a child. At least in my memories, I only have a sick mother... But I can’t find a long-term job and life is hard…”
"Actually, I occasionally think that there may be many tribesmen in this world who can retain some memory fragments - just like me. Because do you know? I climbed out of the cemetery and was with the birth of the first group of tribesmen. The process seems a little different... The master said that I might have died before the 'disaster' you mentioned happened, and I just got lucky and got this opportunity."
"Yes, the master also said that people like me are likely to retain some memory fragments from their lifetimes, and are more likely to have wisdom and more complete emotions... I don't know why, after all, I didn't seem to be a person during my lifetime. Smart humans can hardly be considered smart nowadays... You are calling us 'living corpses', right? It's a very appropriate title, but I don't think we all like it."
"...Huh? The name of the professor who ordered the book is 'Hagrid'? Oh, I'm sorry, I have no impression... But again, don't take it too seriously. After all, I don't miss that kind of life very much. If there are still people like me If such tribesmen existed, maybe they would care more about their past lives, but I personally don't care much... As you know, I didn't live well before. In order to buy magic potions for my mother to cure her illness, I sometimes had to suffer Hungry. And now, at least I won’t be hungry anymore.”
"Of course my mother passed away... It doesn't matter, it's just that fate made a difficult choice for me that I was too weak to make. Her illness was too serious, and she would probably only be tortured while she was alive. Maybe for her, gone On the contrary, it is a kind of relief... It’s just that she can’t let go of me, and I can’t let go of her.”
"I don't know. I don't remember anything related to others, and I didn't seem to have much contact with other people before."
Ever since the living corpse suddenly opened his mouth to talk about his life, he, who was originally taciturn, seemed to have been opened up to talk a lot. His words may not fit together, which shows that his memories are indeed just fragments, and he can't remember much intermittently.
But obviously, he really wanted to keep these in his heart...or maybe only their "master" had ever listened to them. However, if you hold some things in your heart for too long, you will have a desire to talk about them.
In fact, most living corpses are unable to control their own desires. Due to their own reasons, they often have stronger desires and actions. The same is obviously true for this living corpse that still retains some memories that once belonged to humans.
However, his desire was just to express his desire, and Hermione and the others did not need to do anything else for him. After he had finished speaking all the words that had accumulated in his heart, he left without taking away a trace of dust.
It was as if, at that moment, the past was completely cut off.
This made Hermione and the others feel a little uncomfortable, and they couldn't tell what they felt like. Maybe it's because he's not willing to let a former human being turn to the living corpse, or maybe it's some other reason.
In short, it was precisely because of this living corpse that everyone seemed a little silent. After staying for a while, the living corpse came back, and everyone cheered up again... Hermione seemed to want to say something to him.