Chapter 1951

"The fog in the North... Seems to be flowing?"

Although the wizard team just sent there for observation is returning, it obviously wants to come back and report to old Aslan. But in fact, they don't need to remind. Just standing in the camp, you can clearly see that the fog is changing greatly.

Is the strange fog that has enveloped the British land for a long time finally moving again?

However, old Aslan and Charlie just had this idea in their hearts, and they noticed something wrong again.

"How do I feel that the fog over there is shrinking towards somewhere on the ground?" Charlie hesitated a little, and then gritted his teeth. "No, I have to see... Old Sir, you make the camp ready for defense immediately!"

Charlie immediately turned and ran towards the entrance of the camp. Old Aslan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't open his mouth to stop him, but arranged according to what he said.

Before long, Charleton, who rode on the fire dragon norbeta, suddenly crossed over the camp and rushed straight in the direction of the fog.

When he flew into the air, he finally determined that his feeling was right.

Yes, it can be seen that at present, a large number of fog is gathering rapidly towards another highland in the north of the camp. Due to the rapid contraction, the original dense fog has become thinner and thinner.

Therefore, when Charlie rode the fire dragon to this area, he even saw the bright sunshine from high altitude for the first time in Britain.

"Call -"

Norbeta suddenly flapped her wings and suddenly hovered in the light.

"What's the matter?"

Charlie asked, but he couldn't help looking up at the already discernible blue sky above his head. Unfortunately, such a relaxed and happy scene seems to indicate that some more terrible crises are coming.

Listening to Charlie, norberta shook her head vigorously, and her sharp eyes fixed on the place where the fog was gathering not far ahead.

It seems that she is aware of the danger and doesn't want to get close anymore.

A moment later, when the fog at the top of the mountain was almost completely evacuated, and the brilliant sun fell on the green hillside for a long time, the fog that had condensed on the top of the mountain changed from the original gray to almost pure black because of the high concentration.

Charlie sat on the back of the dragon, holding the wand tightly, and his palm had slightly exuded greasy sweat. He knew that he could not let the fog continue to condense like this - God knows what will happen, but in short, it must not be a good thing!

"Chi -"

At that moment, Charlie, who couldn't bear it any longer, waved his wand, and a magic spell suddenly flew out of the tip of the wand and fell straight to the fog that was still compressing.

However, his magic spell didn't work at all. The dark fog directly swallowed his magic silently.

Change continues.

"Mr. Weasley, this way... What's going on?"

After hearing the sound of inquiry behind him, Charlie found that he probably focused all his attention on the fog and didn't notice anyone approaching him.

But fortunately, only two wizards came out of the camp to find him.

"I don't know what's going on," he looked back, and then immediately put his eyes back to the high ground ahead. "Has everyone returned to the camp?"

"All the people who went to the south to clean up the living corpses are coming back, but it is estimated that they will gather in a while. But more protective spells are already on. Old Sir, let's ask you, do you want to go back to the camp first?"

"Go back first! I'll stay here and have a look - if I can't stop this change, at least I have to collect enough information. The worst thing is to know nothing."

"Well, let's go back and tell the old Sir, Mr. Weasley, be careful..."

While they were talking, the blacker fog had compressed to the size of almost a room, which made the fog that could only block the line of sight seem to become viscous. From a distance, it seems to be a suspended and constantly deforming mud mass.

Probably because the color is too dark, it even gives Charlie a deep feeling that they are connected to an unknown space.

While the wizard who came to find Charlie turned his broom and was ready to return to the camp, the abnormal change happened again.

I only saw those living corpses who had been kneeling on the ground, even if the fog shrank and the sun came again. At this moment, they suddenly got up from the ground. Almost hand and foot, they turned their heads and ran away to the surging black fog on the top of the mountain slope.

It can be seen that in fact, not only the nearby area where the fog has been evacuated, but also the living corpses farther away are flying over quickly.

It was this gathering state like a moth seeing a flame that soon crowded the valley where the density of living corpses was relatively small.

Seeing the ordinary corpses pushing, stepping, and even biting each other, they scrambled to throw themselves into the darkness like a bottomless hole, and Charlie's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

"If it's not good, they can't seem so crazy. Maybe... Entering there can accelerate their evolution immediately?"

In fact, we have not really observed evolution process of the a corpse, and there are almost no evolved individuals even in areas far away from London.

Therefore, after seeing this scene, it is not unreasonable for the Council to think so.

However, the truth of the fact is more terrible than he thought!

"What are you doing?"

Maybe they were surprised by the new change. The two wizards who wanted to return to the camp stopped where they were and forgot to go back for a while. When Charlie noticed, he immediately reminded:

"Go back quickly! Tell the old Sir immediately that you should not only be ready for defense, but also be prepared to give up the camp and retreat urgently!"

"Yes, I, I'll go now."

Before the words fell, the wizard took another stunned companion and dived towards the camp. At the same time, Charlie hesitated again.

He wondered if he would try to clean up some of the corpses as soon as possible, taking advantage of the opportunity that the corpses took the initiative to gather around the dark fog.

"This... May greatly reduce the pressure on the other side of the camp for a while."

Charlie clenched his teeth and thought so.