Chapter 1777

When people die, they can only be buried on the spot, which is undoubtedly a very sad thing. But what is more sad is that I have to be buried in a foreign country after death.

Originally, everyone was ready to leave Britain immediately after Safina finished her treatment. But now it seems that it may be necessary to wait a little longer.

"You just need to take us to the port. We'll stop there and wait for Hunter... Well, bury hunter when he's gone, and then go to sea."

Police officer Rowan's words were also the idea of the rest of their team - everyone knew that the bodies buried in the soil would not climb out again, which gave them a good reason to let Hunter be buried in Britain at least.

"All right!" Harry nodded. "At least Weymouth is somewhat safe... But please remember to keep the ship ready to sail in case of any accident. As for Mr. hunter's funeral, please forgive us for our absence. We must complete this investigation as soon as possible."

"Oh! Of course," officer Rowan nodded immediately, "may God bless you... Er, your wizards don't seem to believe in God, so you have the right to take it as my personal wish! Thank you for your help."

Soon, Harry and others escorted each other back to the dock. Having to help them settle down nearby, they embarked on a journey into the fog again.

The dense fog obscured 70% of people's vision. Harry and their left backs only stayed in the sight of officer Rowan and others for a few seconds. Soon, a line of six people were completely swallowed up by the fog.

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Harry's first target was Swindon, west of London and southwest of England - at least according to the plan, they had to pass there and revise the investigation route again.

After leaving Weymouth, facing a long journey, they had to ride on broomsticks instead of walking.

In fact, the feeling of flying on a broom in this fog is not good at all. The fog is so thick that they are like blind flies. They can't judge whether they are flying in a straight line from the surrounding scenes.

But fortunately, as long as you don't take the initiative to control, the broom always flies in a straight line. Even if there are some deflection errors during long-distance flight, they can roughly judge when and where they have arrived.

"I finally understand how the balicas bats lost the game," Ron sighed, "Playing Quidditch in dense fog, both sides can only fly blindly. They probably don't know what they're doing! I'll tell you! At that time, the fans were too harsh on them. They were just called 'bats', not really bats!"

Although Ginny and Harry like Quidditch very much, they don't want to answer him at all. The bats are the most famous team in Northern Ireland. They are both British wizards. It's natural to have a good impression of them.

However, at present, God knows where they are avoiding disaster! It's hard to say whether they will have a chance to play in the future.

"If you fly forward for more than ten minutes, you can get to the next city. Pay attention and concentrate on Guarding around." Harry warned. "Although according to the lady before, there seem to be many survivors in Britain, and there are many wizards in them. But we can't say whether we will be watched by halbo again."

"Well," said Ron, speaking of danger, and immediately bowed his head honestly, "come down later and see the situation of the city!"

"I hope it's safe here," Hannah whispered as she flew behind with Neville.

But Harry could only shake his head slightly - there was no real safety in Britain today. He just hoped that they could find Maka's place before they met fatal danger, which was very satisfactory.

However, before they reached the city he had mentioned before, they heard a chaotic noise coming from below. Just a little discrimination, they knew that it must be a very fierce battle - and there must be wizards among them!

"Get down! But don't land."

After that, Harry took the lead in pressing the wooden handle of the broom and suddenly turned and landed directly below him.

After all, in the fog with extremely low visibility, the falling speed naturally can't get up quickly. Even if you can hear the sound of battle all the time, you can't come in a hurry. You can only approach slowly in the direction of the sound.

After a while, they finally heard sporadic voices shouting - one voice calling for help, another voice comforting, and another constantly shouting and trying to recite the mantra.

"Fast confinement... Many obstacles..."

It can be found that the wizard did not cast any offensive spell at all. People can clearly feel his embarrassment by listening alone.

Looks like it's under siege.

"This way -"

Harry and they finally saw some treetops. After having a reference, everyone was much faster. When the people followed Harry for a short distance, a group of living corpses suddenly appeared in the range of sight.

"We're here to help! Hold on!"

Hearing such a sentence in a desperate situation can cheer up those who are about to give up. Although Harry didn't think so far, he instinctively didn't mean his words and shouted outside.

Then he led everyone directly through the not dense canopy and rushed into the forest.

The thin branches scratched their faces, burning and painful, with the exception of Safina - the mask on her face finally came to a substantive use.

Of course, Harry wouldn't have those blood marks on his spaghetti cheek. When someone needs help, he can always give full play to his strength. A little pain can inspire him more courage.

At that moment, while riding a broom around a tree trunk, he raised his Gryffindor sword. In the face of a low-level corpse, the sharp blade easily swept over the bodies of several enemies without requiring its owner to provide more power.

For a moment, the blood splashed and dyed the trees red, but Harry had flown smoothly through the middle and rushed directly to the three wizards surrounded by these corpses.

"Are you okay? Squat down and don't run around."

That's what they say, but even if they want to run now, they have nowhere to run. There are all living corpses around.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Safina outside shouted at Harry.