Maybe the "Lord of the living corpse" is taking care of the new human friends! In recent nights, the whole frozen city of London will light up, starting from the square in front of the white golden palace and refracted to every corner of the city through the transparent ice.
As we all know, living corpses don't need lighting, so only humans can use it.
The boy was still standing in the corridor at the gate of the main hall, silently looking out of the window diagonally opposite - the soft light rising slowly from the center of the square, and his whole body was covered with a faint afterglow.
It has been a whole day since the owner left here this morning, but he obviously doesn't feel much about the passage of time. Since the master gives orders, loyalty, like him, will naturally follow them meticulously and will not be careless at all.
If the master never comes back... Maybe he can really stand here for a lifetime.
Fortunately, at least this time, the master came back.
"Da... Da... Da..."
The footsteps of the second hand of the pocket watch sounded very regularly from the front hall and came here through the empty aisle. Fall into the ears of teenagers and can be distinguished only by listening.
Sure enough, as the pace approached, the dark and tall figure of the Lord of the corpse appeared at the front door and walked straight here.
When he was close, the boy took two steps forward, bowed respectfully and said:
"Master."
A teenager is not a corpse who is good at learning cumbersome things, such as these red tape from human history. The reason why he can use it is mainly due to the teaching of his sister who prefers this way... And his heartfelt respect for his master.
"Well, good evening."
The host seems to be in a good mood tonight. He casually responds and passes by him. He seems to be wiping his left hand with a white handkerchief. The sharp black claws will leave several torn holes in the fine silk handkerchief, but the other party obviously doesn't care about them.
"Did Miss Granger come to me today?"
Hearing the master who had entered the hall asking from behind, the boy immediately turned around and said with a slight droop of his head:
"Yes, Miss Granger also came today, but she didn't wander in the hall again."
"Really?" the voice of the Lord of the corpse sounded again, and after a pause, he continued, "well, if she wants to open the door leading to the back hall to have a look, you can open it for her! Of course, with her temperament, it is estimated that even if she wants to open it, she will only do it by herself... If so, you can leave it alone."
"Yes, master."
The boy heard the speech and hurried to answer it.
"Yes."
The conversation soon came to an end, and the other party didn't seem to want to speak again. The boy wanted to go back to the door and continue his guard work, but he stopped immediately when he moved under his feet.
"By the way... Master, there's one more thing. Maybe the master will want to know."
At this time, the Lord of the living corpse had gone to the steps deep in the hall. When he heard the voice of the boy at the door, he didn't respond immediately. When he got to the top throne and sat down, he threw away his tattered handkerchief. Then he looked up at the temple door:
"What's up?"
The handkerchief fluttered down the steps and silently stayed at the side of the aisle in front of the steps. It was dark red and bloodstained by the light outside.
Because he was away from almost an entire hall corridor, the boy didn't see clearly, but even if he saw it, he probably wouldn't care about such a small thing.
"Well," said the young man, "sister, she just came and told me that when the master came back, she could mention to the master that Miss Granger invited several people, including her, to get together before dinner time."
"Oh?"
On the throne, the Lord of the corpse seemed to pick his eyebrow, but the shadow was too heavy for anyone to see clearly. After thinking about it, the other party looked at the young man and said:
"What about you? Miss Granger didn't invite you?"
"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 sisters and brothers evolved together. As a younger brother, the young man must have stronger fighting ability than his sister, but his spiritual talent is not enough. The sister who also awakened her self-consciousness with the help of her master is much stronger in this regard.
The Lord of the living corpse could not help shaking his head slightly.
"Dinner? Well, I see."
Seeing that the master didn't speak again, the young man finally bowed again, then withdrew from the main hall, returned to one side and stood still, and took the door of the hall with him.
After about half an hour or so, the door of the hall opened automatically and slowly again. The tall figure of the Lord of the living corpse came out from inside and went to the other end of the corridor step by step, gradually disappearing into the vision of the youth.
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Turn the pointer of the clock forward slightly, which is probably the moment when the Lord of the corpse just arrived at the main hall! In the small restaurant on the second floor, Hermione, Luna, Hannah and others are busy for the next dinner today.
Because it can be used to entertain Hermione's new "friends", the rich ingredients enjoyed by Sarah and Safina in the past two days have finally come into use.
Although Luna has already said that the living corpses generally don't need to eat at all, and they often don't have much interest in food. But Hermione felt that even if she watched a delicate and delicious dinner, it should be a kind of enjoyment.
As she said, when others were still noncommittal, Luna, who initially raised an objection, seemed to be the first to be persuaded by her and helped her work together.
"There must be pudding tonight! It's delicious and fun!"
Naturally, it was Miss Lovegood, a pudding lover, who waved her wand and stirred the egg liquid in the big bowl. Her face painted with flour was full of self gratification.
Although doing these complex dishes at this time is also a small activity to relax her nerves, it seems that she is the only one who can cook happily like this. In addition to Luna, Hermione, who offered to prepare dinner, or Hannah, who volunteered to help soon, still looked a little dull.
"Fun?" Safina looked at her strangely and said carelessly, "is pudding for fun?"