Perhaps it was the "Lord of the Living Corpses" who wanted to take care of the new human friends who moved in! Recently, at night, the entire frozen city of London will be lit up with light, starting from the square in front of Buckingham Palace and refracted through the transparent ice to every corner of the city.
As we all know, living corpses do not need lighting, so the only ones that can use it are humans.
The young man was still standing in the corridor at the entrance of the main hall, silently looking out of the window diagonally opposite - the soft ball of light slowly rising from the center of the square, and his whole body was covered with a faint afterglow.
A whole day has passed since the master asked him to stay here when he left early this morning, but he obviously didn't feel much about the passing of time. Since the master gave the order, as loyal as he is, he will naturally follow it meticulously and not be careless at all.
If the owner never comes back... maybe he can really stand here for the rest of his life.
Fortunately, at least this time, the master is back.
"Ta...ta...ta..."
The sound of footsteps, like the second hand of a pocket watch, was heard from the front hall in an extremely regular manner, and passed through the empty corridor to this side. If it falls into the young man's ears, he can distinguish it just by hearing it.
Sure enough, as the pace got closer, the dark and tall figure of the Lord of the Living Corpses appeared at the front door and walked straight this way.
When he was close, the young man took two steps forward, bowed respectfully and said:
"Owner."
The boy is not a living corpse who is very good at learning complicated things, such as these red tapes originating from human history. The reason why he can use it is mainly due to the teachings of his sister who prefers this way... and his heartfelt respect for his master.
"Well, good evening."
The master seemed to be in a good mood tonight. He responded casually and passed by him. He seemed to be wiping his left hand with a white handkerchief. The sharp black finger claws would leave several torn holes in the fine silk handkerchief if not careful, but the other party obviously didn't care about this.
"Did Miss Granger come to see me today too?"
Hearing the master who had already entered the hall ask from behind, the young man immediately turned around, lowered his head slightly and said:
"Yes, Miss Granger was here today, but she didn't wander around the palace again."
"Really?" The voice of the Lord of the Living Corpses sounded again, and after a pause, he continued, "Let's do it! If she wants to open the door to the back hall and take a look, you can do it for her. Let her go! Of course, with her temperament, even if she wants to go away, she will just think of a way... If that's the case, you don't have to worry about it. "
"Yes, Master."
When the young man heard this, he quickly agreed.
"Um."
The conversation came to an end quickly, and the other party seemed to have no intention of speaking again. The young man wanted to go back outside and continue his guarding job, but as soon as his feet moved, he stopped immediately.
"By the way...Master, there is one more thing that Master may want to know."
At this time, the Lord of the Living Corpses had already reached the steps deep in the hall. When he heard the boy's voice coming from the door again, he did not respond immediately. After walking to the top throne and sitting down, he threw away the tattered handkerchief in his hand and then looked up at the palace door:
"What's up?"
The handkerchief fluttered down the steps and stopped silently by the aisle in front of the steps. Looking at it through the light outside, it turned out to be dark red and stained with blood.
Because he was almost an entire hall away from the hall, the young man didn't see it clearly, but even if he saw it, he probably wouldn't care about such a trivial matter.
"It's like this," the young man said, "Sister, she came here just now and told me that when the master comes back, I can mention it to the master - Miss Granger invited several members of the tribe, including herself, before dinner time. Let’s go get together.”
"oh?"
On the throne, the Lord of the Living Corpses seemed to raise his eyebrows, but the shadow was too heavy and no one could see clearly. After thinking for a while, the other party looked at the young man and said:
"What about you? Miss Granger didn't invite you to join us?"
"No," the boy shook his head, and then added, "And even if you call me, I won't go - I'm not interested in eating."
I don't know if there were some coordination problems when the twin siblings evolved together. As the younger brother, the young boy is definitely better in combat than the older sister, but his mental talent seems insufficient. But my sister, who also awakened her self-awareness with the help of her master, is much stronger in this regard.
The Lord of Living Corpses couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he heard what he said.
"Dinner? Yeah, I get it."
Seeing that the master didn't speak any more, the young man finally bowed and saluted again, then exited the hall and returned to stand quietly, closing the hall door behind him.
About half an hour later, the palace door opened slowly and automatically, and the tall figure of the Lord of the Living Corpses walked out, walking step by step to the other end of the corridor, gradually disappearing from the young man's sight. among.
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If you move the hands of the clock forward slightly, it will probably be the moment when the Lord of the Living Corpses just arrived in the main hall! In the small restaurant on the second floor, Hermione, Luna, Hannah and others were busy preparing for the next dinner today.
Because it can be used to entertain Hermione's new "friends", the rich ingredients that were originally enjoyed by Sarah and Safina in the past two days finally have a use.
Although Luna has actually said it a long time ago, generally speaking, living zombies do not need to eat at all, and they often do not have much interest in food. But Hermione felt that even watching a table of exquisite and delicious dinner should be a kind of enjoyment.
After she said this, while everyone else was still a little hesitant, Luna, who initially raised objections, seemed to be the first to be convinced by her and helped her to work together.
"There must be pudding tonight! It's delicious and fun!"
The person who said this was naturally Miss Lovegood, a pudding lover. She was seen waving her wand vigorously stirring the egg liquid in the big bowl, with an expression of contentment on her flour-smeared face.
Although cooking these complex dishes at this time is a small activity to relax the nerves, it seems that she is the only one who can cook and work happily like this. Except for Luna, whether it was Hermione who offered to prepare dinner, or Hannah who quickly volunteered to help, their expressions were always a bit dull.
"Fun?" Safina, who was watching not far away, looked at her strangely and said casually, "Is the pudding just for fun?"