Chapter 1431

"If I die... Will I become a living corpse like them?"

"If that were to happen, would Lottie be sad?"

"Fortunately... Fortunately, McLean was a visionary man. Before all this happened, he arranged a study tour plan to let Lottie leave this nightmare place from the beginning..."

Norman walked silently in the city after nightfall. He was hurt by the last blow he had suffered before.

That blow also came from his "brother" - if he hadn't struggled to cast a spell again and ran away, he might have died there now.

Fortunately, however, he finally got rid of the other party's pursuit and survived by relying on several complex forks.

If his injury were more serious, he would not escape.

However, even if the last spell did not kill him, his actions now have obviously been greatly affected.

"Here... Should be safe for the time being."

Previously, he had to endure the pain and run hard, which had consumed too much of his physical strength. Now he can only stagger along the lane. After looking around and confirming it, he staggered a few steps, and finally seemed to lose half his strength and lean heavily against the dirty and wet wall.

"Click."

He put his suitcase gently on the ground, then slid down against the wall and sat on the greasy ground with moss.

"Hiss -"

His back was hit so hard that even his internal organs seemed to be hurt. Even he suspected that there were some cracks in his spine.

It's good to be here.

After sitting down with his shoulder against the wall, he reached into the pocket of his robe for a while, and then took out two magic medicine bottles from it.

He brought a lot of healing medicine, but physical injuries are easy to heal, but soul injuries are obviously not so easy to cure. Now he can only restore his ability to move. As for others, he can only listen to fate.

After he drank the potion and rested for a while, the footsteps sounded again from one end of the alley, so that he had to cheer up and stand up again, suppress his breath and continue to embark on the road of escape.

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"David, what's new on the outside during my absence?"

When Charlotte's father was struggling with his two children in the dangerous urban area, Sirius just went to helix town to report to lupin and Maka, and took people back to the outer suburbs of London after a short repair.

It is said to be a suburb, but after all, it is a suburb of London. Except for those fields and farm areas, other places still have a strong flavor of life.

At present, Sirius is in a rural street residential area, exchanging intelligence and information with the Auror team who has just patrolled around on a broomstick.

"There's nothing special to say except those recovering dead who still come out from time to time." the Auror put his hat on his wand and drank again, "But... If I have to say, when I was flying through an alley, I saw a large number of spiders marching... Are those Mr. McLean's?"

"Oh, yes, that's what I'm going to say!" Sirius nodded. "Before he came, he said he would let his' boys' come out and help us clean up the moving bodies."

Just then, Sirius gave another brief meal, and then warned:

"By the way, those spiders will not enter the fog area, so that they will not become our enemies after they die. In that case, it would be terrible!"

"The choice of wisdom," the Auror named David nodded immediately, "I don't want to be stared at and turned into stone!"

But after thinking about it, he hesitated:

"But then... Since there's nothing for us outside, should we 'go in' next?"

"If you want to die, I won't stop you!" Sirius picked his eyebrow and said, "Marca repeatedly told everyone not to enter!"

When the other party heard it, he couldn't help shaking his head in doubt.

"What are we going to do now?"

"Although Maka's spiders are smart, there are always inconvenient things to do," Sirius said. "Although most wizards and Muggles have moved out of London under arrangement, there are still residues - although it is unlikely, it can not be ruled out that someone will escape from it!"

"So," he said, pointing in several directions, "our task has been changed to search for survivors on the periphery, just like the supporters stationed in other places."

"Oh, all right!" David shrugged. "So... What have those American and Federation friends achieved so far?"

"No."

Sirius spread his hands, and the expression on his face could not tell whether it was indifferent or helpless.

"All right, you have a rest and I'll take someone out for a walk."

"Wait a minute!"

He was about to leave, but David suddenly stopped him.

"Where's your godson, little Harry? Why didn't you bring him... I heard that he's very good now... And the boy of the Longbottom family! He used to be scolded by his grandmother, but now he has become a great big boy. He hasn't humiliated his parents!"

"Hmm..." Sirius hesitated to smack his mouth. Then he waved his hand behind his back. "After all, they are still young. Unlike us, they will die if they die... If you give them more time, they will be stronger than now!"

At this point, he turned back and said seriously:

"We don't know how far Haier Bo will develop. They are our hope for the future. We can't have an accident so early! It will only be a great loss to the whole magic world."

"I think you're just worried about them!" the other party smiled and said, "don't worry, I can understand your mood... Go! Come back and change us later."

When Sirius left the block, he and his team-mates stepped onto the broom and thought secretly:

"Are you worried? HMM... maybe! It's Potter's and Lily's children. If I lose my life because of my laissez faire, what face will I have to face them after I die? I believe lupin thinks so, too?"

Putting these thoughts back in his mind for the time being, Sirius soon focused on the patrol. At this time, a vague figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the fog range in front of him, and walked into his vision little by little.

"Stop!"