Chapter 1211: Non-essential sin

I don't know when it started to rain in the fog.
The thin, faint rain fell to the ground without any trace under the dim, and then each splashed a humble splash of water.
Of course, in London, a rain is obviously not uncommon.
It is strange to be in the rain.
Like the raindrops that splashed on the ground, there was a humble life that was once alive. They grew up in the silence, flourished in the silence, and now they fade away in the silence.
From this moment on, some interested people may suddenly realize why their subordinates were only targeting wizards but turned a blind eye to Muggles.
Because, this huge disaster that straddles the magic world and the Muggle world, has not really begun until now!
"Sin, not enough ... far from enough."
The "collector" born in front of Haierbo was walking silently through the streets with a group of walking dead like him.
They ... no, they are.
They walked a little bit, and even because they gradually dispersed in each other, people ca n’t see whether there is any subordination, because if they only look at the appearance, the changes are basically only those that have been completely occupied by black Eyes.
Perhaps it is only when they are shot that people can feel a great difference from it, because only the first one will use that dark and unknown substance to take the soul and life of others.
Obviously, if you want to distinguish, you have to survive from them. And these ordinary Muggles are no longer capable of this.
Unknowingly, the number of Muggles in one corner of the city quietly began to gradually decrease.
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"Okay, they're back! Ready to remove the barrier, others will follow me against the black wizard ... Remus, you don't have to come here, it's not easy to come all the way, take a break!"
In front of the broken cauldron bar, Kingsley greeted everyone to raise their wands, ready to meet Aberforth and Sirius who were responsible for distracting most of the black wizards, and went out again to meet the enemy and attract fire.
To be honest, it's actually not difficult to go out and top one for the time being. After all, those wizards outside are crazy, but their strength is not enough to make Auror and the black wizard strikers helpless.
Not to mention, the one that was the hardest to deal with was already withdrawn after being injured by Aberforth.
After a short while, Kingsley's order suddenly disappeared. At the same time, Kingsley immediately led his subordinates to knock down enemies blocking the door, forcing a clearing in front of the door like a Muggle bulldozer.
"Come here ... armor armor ... here we are, just go in!"
Kingsley waved his staff to resist the curse, and let Aberforth and Sirius quickly enter the door-he knew that they would take more black wizards around here, and it would obviously not be easy along the way.
A few minutes later, with the help of the two, they broke through the crowd and rushed into the door of the broken cauldron bar. Kingsley began to shrink the line and then backed away.
When the barrier rose again, an Auror and the striker closed their hands instantly, watching the enchantments that continued to attack outside turned into dazzling particles of light.
"Remus, how did you get here? You should know about Maca going to St. Mungo? Didn't you go over there to see what happened?"
When Kingsley returned to the bar, Sirius had gone to the bar and talked to Lupin.
"Why didn't you go?" Hearing Sirius asked, Lupin said suddenly, "Not only did he go, but Makara went there to help ..."
As he was talking, he looked at Aberforth, who was still at the door, and then said:
"I believe you also know ... In order to come out to find someone to give you supplementary combat power, I temporarily handed over the information booth at 'Home' to Dunge to cope. But guess what? I went back a little later, The guy sent the piles of secret letters directly to Maca! When I went to St. Mungo, he was still looking at them one by one at the entrance of the hall! "
"Then you were picked by him to sort the information?" Sirius listened, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "Isn't that what you should do? It's just a change of place, what's the matter?" Complain! "
"I didn't want to complain, I just kept on saying what you said!" Lu Ping waved his hand. "Yes, I don't think there is too much focus on the information that was handled on Maca's side before, but I'm going. On the way to St. Mungo, I saw something worthy of attention. "
Sirius saw that his expression gradually became serious, and he could not help but admit it:
"what's up?"
"Well, wait a minute," Lupin said immediately towards Kingsley and Aberforth. "Come here, everyone is here, I have something to say-it's about Haierbo of."
After several people got together, Lupin said that a group of wizards had been summoned by Haierbo, and that Martin had been burned by Haierbo into a ash.
Including the face condensed by the mist was blown away by Haierbo, almost every part of this incident shocked everyone present.
Yes, even Aberforth, who didn't seem to care much about anything, couldn't help shaking his head after hearing it.
"So, that Martin was originally Haierbo ..." Kingsley said only half of it, and suddenly it seemed like something was remembered, and then he said, "I remember-this Martin, isn't it? Hakka had apprenticed that Marka had the little girl Parkinson's stare before? "
"Yes," Lu Ping said, "that's it."
"Who?"
Because only a few people know about Panxi's spying, it happens that Sirius is sitting between these two few insiders.
Seeing him look back at himself and Kingsley in doubt, Lupin was too lazy to explain it in too much detail, so he thought casually:
"In short, that Martin was also one of Haierbo's apprentices, and it was clear ... that he had been betrayed by the woman named 'Mouriel'."
"Oh," Sirius heard, and shrugged. "It's just a pity."
Kingsley also followed with some regrets:
"It can be seen that even if some people make the wrong choice for a while, it does not mean that they are completely hopeless. The source of the current mistakes is the 'despicable Haierbo' ... in order not to let more Those who take the initiative or are forced to take Martin's wrong path, and the root cause of Haierbo as soon as possible is the most important thing. "
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It is undoubtedly extremely difficult to get rid of Haierbo. If it could, Maca would have done it.
In fact, Maca has indeed made a lot of efforts for this, and even "killed" the other side many times.
Of course, even Maca himself knew it was a futility. As long as Hai Erbo's Horcrux has not been destroyed, even if the only Horcrux has fallen into Maca's hands, he will still be resurrected again and again.
Compared to Voldemort's state of being broken into soul fragments, or even a ghost, Haierbo, who is proficient in the rules of the soul, is obviously more difficult.
However, tonight, Haierbo's difficulty is obviously one more thing-that is, the "collector" born through the demon summoning ceremony.
In a Muggle family, a man is lying in bed with his wife, and they hug each other and immerse themselves in an unknown dreamland.
But at this moment, a figure suddenly opened the bedroom door and stepped out from the corridor outside to the young Muggle couple's bed.
Then a cold, ruthless voice sounded in the room.
"Laziness, ... great sin ... contribute to your sin."
The next moment, a sticky black substance spewed out of the figure in an instant and turned into two slender but hard long thorns piercing the heads of the two innocent Muggles on the bed.
When the thorns quickly recovered, the Muggles couple in the quilt slightly twitched. The figure just sucked gently, then immediately turned around and left.
Only two still bodies were left, and the surging blood blew a large scarlet on the bed.
However, who wouldn't have had such a bit of evil in that figure? According to his momentum, I am afraid that everyone deserves to die the last time, and there is no omission.
Even more frightening is that "collectors" like him will be born one after another!
Suddenly, a green light flashed in a room in another residential area far away from the window. The light was so strong that even with thick curtains covering it, it still penetrated through the gaps between up, down, left and right.
There is no doubt that killings are much more than that.
But it must be said that ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Now the heavy fog covering London has become an extremely effective cover.
If it is normal night, the flickering green light can easily attract others' attention, but tonight it must be close enough to be dimly seen.
After a long time, the first secret note about the suspected ray of killing curse appeared in a certain area, and then finally crossed the night sky to the hands of Blackton's Montongues. When that note was turned and sent to Kingsley's side, no one knew how many Muggles who could not resist had been killed for their precious lives ...
"Come on! The second collector ... yes, I can feel it, the second collector is about to be born ... hurry up, hurry up! Hmm ... hahaha ..."
In the open space behind Big Ben, in the dull gaze of forty-one "apprentices", Haier Bona's gradually wanton laughter slowly echoed in the mist.
Death may continue, and no one knows exactly where the end is hiding.
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