The living zombies are leaving in an orderly manner, following Hermione, Lupin and other human wizards, leaving this city of icicles and heading east.
Under the leadership and restraint of high-level individuals who already possess independent wisdom, the low-level living corpses that still looked like beasts no longer showed the manic ferocity they had in the past. However, the chaotic team and the more chaotic sight still showed that they were still It's just a bunch of "wild beasts" that can't communicate.
It is naturally impossible to bring such a group of dangerous creatures into human society, so... how to place them has become an extremely debatable issue.
You know, there are quite a lot of living corpses gathered here in London now!
How many British people failed to leave alive during the Great Evacuation Battle means how many living corpses there are in Britain today. Even if they were eventually gathered by the Lord of the Living Corpses...that is, Maka, the living corpses would only account for at most all of them. A small part of the group of living corpses. Even in the many battles to stop the zombie tide, many low-level zombies were buried on the spot one after another, but the number of zombies staying here during this period is still quite large.
After all, the probability of giving birth to high-level living zombies in the living zombie clan is actually quite low. Compared with the large number of low-level clansmen, it is almost negligible.
Hermione and others stood in an old square on the eastern outskirts of the city, watching the zombie boy send out all the high-level tribesmen around him, and countless low-level zombies followed one after another under their leadership. Lots of land began to gather in the surrounding neighborhoods, and I couldn't help but feel a little numb.
This is completely different from the past few head-on collisions with zombies. These days, Hermione, Ginny and other friends have deliberately come into close contact with the zombies - classified as low-level creatures. Of course I've also been to the east side of the corpse placement area.
But they didn't really understand until now how many low-level living corpses were stuffed in each dilapidated building! Not to mention Lupine, Kingsley and others who just arrived here recently.
To be honest, after seeing these countless low-level zombies with horrifyingly deformed appearances gradually crowding the field of vision, even Hermione, who had already decided to accept the zombie clan to a certain extent, suddenly began to have doubts again. his original judgment.
"Miss Granger... Miss, my sister once mentioned to me that you are a trustworthy human being. So, I would like to ask you, next... what should we do?"
The increasingly dense darkness obviously has no effect on the living zombies. Under this heavy night, the zombie boy represented the entire clan, somewhat clumsily but extremely seriously, asking Hermione about the current situation.
On the other hand, Hermione, who was riding a broom and hanging low in the sky, looked at the shadowy figures of more and more low-level living corpses in the surrounding streets, densely packed with people. After hearing the other party approaching and asking, she was stunned for a few seconds before reacting. Come over.
"Well, anyway..." She turned to look at Lupine, then lowered her head and continued towards the living corpse boy on the ground, "Anyway, let's go east first!"
The young man heard this, thought for a moment, and then nodded.
"good."
Before he finished speaking, the high-level zombies scattered everywhere immediately led many low-level tribesmen and began to head east.
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Dawn comes again;
London, empty again.
This disaster-stricken city has lost new residents, leaving only some traces that are not deep, proving that a group of residents recently stayed for a short time and then left in a hurry.
It wasn't until the hazy light finally occupied most of the sky, and the world shrouded in thick clouds was no longer as dark as the night, that a figure followed the unhurried footsteps at the main entrance of the palace. Show up.
Maka stopped for a moment in the empty square, turned her head and glanced casually towards the east. Even though there were many buildings and more ice blocking his sight, he knew that in that direction at this moment, not far away from this empty city, Hermione, Luna and others were walking with him. Fading away.
He didn't speak, but stayed here for a little while longer, then withdrew his gaze and continued moving forward, never looking over there again.
Not long after, a dull "Woo" sound suddenly sounded somewhere in the northern suburbs of the outer city. A train, invisible to Muggles, rumbled towards the distance with white steam...
"Kangdang... bangdang..."
The train moved quickly, heading north along the sometimes damaged track. But every time when you are about to pass some destroyed rails, you can see the rails flying like noodles and reconnecting, lying firmly back on the sleepers that have automatically returned to their original positions, as if there is an invisible force following them. The train was patched along the way.
The owner of this power was currently sitting in a private compartment in the second half of the train, casting his deep and distant gaze from the window to the passing scenery, not knowing where his thoughts were.
This was the car he sat in when he took this train for the first time. At that time, he was holding a thick book in his hand and barely cared about the surrounding scene. Looking back now, it's hard to say what I can remember. I don't even know if the scratches on the wooden window frame were made in later years.
Now that I have been on this train for a long time, the feelings that accompany it are far different from those before.
But even so, for him, this is obviously an extremely rare time to rest and reflect - he doesn't know if there will be any next bus for him on platform nine and three-quarters after this time
The train is still clanging, clanging, clanging, boring, yet nostalgic.
After a long time, when the scenery outside the window was once again occupied by the paleness of frost and snow, and a light layer of haze covered the window, the figure leaning against the carriage suddenly waved his hand. Immediately, with the sound of "squeaking", the train gradually began to slow down and finally stopped.
Today's train was obviously traveling much faster than in the past. When it arrived at the terminal, it was not even dark outside.
There was no one in Hogsmeade, so Maka didn't waste any more time. After getting out of the car, she jumped lightly and then sped towards the castle not far away that was no longer protected by magic.
Behind him, the Hogwarts Express, which had been completely restored to its original state, started again, bypassing the platform along the also newly repaired rails, dragging the unoccupied carriage and heading back to the direction it came from.
"Woo-"
"Kuang-dang-kang-dang-kang-dang..."
The Hogwarts Express has restarted its journey. When will its next batch of passengers arrive