Chapter 2500

The living corpses are leaving in an orderly way. They are leaving this icicle city and heading east with Hermione, Lu Ping and other human wizards.

Under the leadership and restraint of high-level individuals who already have independent wisdom, those low-level living corpses that are still like beasts no longer show the same mania and ferocity as in the past. However, the chaotic team and more chaotic vision still show that they are still just a large group of "crazy beasts" that can't communicate with each other.

Naturally, it is impossible for such a group of dangerous creatures to be brought into human society, so... How to place them has become an extremely debatable problem.

You know, there are a lot of corpses gathered here in London now!

How many British people failed to leave alive in the evacuation campaign at the beginning means how many living corpses exist in Britain today. Even if they are finally gathered by the Lord of the living corpses... That is, the living corpses gathered by Maka account for only a small half of the whole living corpse group. Even in the many times of corpse tide blocking wars, many low-level corpses were buried on the spot, but the number of corpses staying here during this period is still a considerable number.

After all, the probability of a group of living corpses giving birth to high-level living corpses is actually quite low, which is almost negligible compared with a large number of low-level people.

Hermione and others stood in an old square in the eastern suburb of the city and watched the young corpse send out all the high-level clansmen around them. Under their leadership, countless low-level corpses began to gather in the surrounding blocks one after another. They couldn't help feeling a little numb.

This is totally different from the previous frontal collisions with the tide of living corpses. Hermione, Ginny and other friends have deliberately made close contact with the living corpses these days - of course, they have also come to the east side, which is classified as the low-level living corpse resettlement area.

But they didn't really understand how many low-level corpses were stuffed in every broken building until now! Let alone lupin, Kingsley and others who have just come here recently.

To tell the truth, after seeing that countless low-level living corpses with terrible distortion gradually filled the field of vision, even Hermione, who had originally decided to accept the living corpse family to a certain extent, suddenly began to doubt her original judgment again.

"Granger... Miss, my sister once mentioned to me that you are a trustworthy human being. So, I want to ask you, next... What should we do?"

The growing darkness obviously had no effect on the living corpses. Under the heavy darkness, the corpse boy, representing the whole family, was clumsy but especially serious to ask Hermione about the current situation.

On the contrary, Hermione, who was hanging in the low sky on a broom, looked at the shadow of more and more low-level living corpses in the surrounding streets. After hearing the other party's close inquiry, she was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted.

"Well, anyway..." she turned her head and looked at lupin. Then she lowered her head and said to the young corpse on the ground, "in short, go East first!"

The young man heard the speech, thought a little, and then nodded.

"OK."

Before the voice fell, the high-level corpses scattered everywhere immediately led many low-level clansmen and began to move eastward.

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Dawn, again;

London, empty again.

This disaster ridden city has lost new residents, leaving only some not profound traces, which proves that only recently did a group of residents stay and leave in a hurry.

Until the hazy light finally occupied most of the sky, and the world shrouded in thick clouds was no longer as dark as at night, a figure appeared at the front door of the palace with the sound of slow footsteps.

Maka stopped slightly in the empty square and glanced casually to the East. Even though many buildings and more ice block his sight, he knows that Hermione and Luna are moving away from him in that direction and not far from the empty city.

He didn't speak. He just stayed here for a little longer before he took back his sight and went on without looking over there.

Not long ago, a dull "woo" sounded somewhere in the northern suburb of the outer city. A Muggle invisible train rumbled away in the white steam

"Bang dang... Bang dang..."

The train sped along the sometimes damaged track all the way north. However, when it is about to pass through the damaged tracks, it can be seen that the rails are flying and reconnected like noodles, and lie firmly back on the sleepers that have automatically returned to their original position, as if there is an invisible force repairing all the way with the progress of the train.

At this time, the owner of this force was sitting in a compartment in the second half of the train. His deep and distant eyes were thrown from the window to the passing scenery, and his thoughts didn't know where to put Zheng'an.

This is the carriage where he sat when he took the train for the first time. At that time, he was holding thick books and hardly cared about the surrounding scene. In retrospect, it's hard to remember anything. I don't even know whether the scratch on the wooden window frame was only found in the next few years.

Now I've been on this train for a long time, and the feeling is far from what I once had.

But even so, for him, this is obviously a very rare time to rest and aftertaste - I don't know if there is another bus for him on platform 9 and 3 / 4 after this time?

The train is still clanging, dull and memorable.

After a long time, when the scenery outside the window was again occupied by the pallor of frost and snow, the window was covered with a layer of light hazy, and the figure leaning against the carriage suddenly waved. Then, with the "squeak" sound, the train gradually began to slow down and finally stopped.

Today, the speed of this train is obviously much faster than in the past. When it arrived at the terminal, it was not even dark outside.

There was no one in Hogsmeade village. Maka didn't delay any more. After getting off the bus, she jumped gently, and then quickly swept away to the castle not far away, which was no longer under the protection of magic.

Behind him, the fully repaired Hogwarts Express train started again, bypassed the platform along the same newly repaired track, and pulled the unmanned carriage back to the direction it came from.

"Woo -"

"Bang, bang, bang, Bang..."

The Hogwarts Express train has resumed its journey. When will the next batch of passengers arrive?