Chapter 1896 Spine-Knocking Sarah

"Squeak—"

When the closed side door of the church was pushed open, there was a harsh sound on the slightly rusty hinges, which made one's skin crawl.

Then, before everyone took a second look at the dark and gloomy space behind the door, a series of muffled "duduo" sounds suddenly came out from the darkness deep in the church and entered everyone's ears .

It's like...someone is beating on a piece of damp and rotten wood.

"This is the entrance hall," Neville said softly after listening to the strange movement for a few seconds, "it was almost like this when we came last time—because Maca and the others don't seem to go here. On the other side, they usually enter and exit directly from the main entrance on the corner next door, so there is no lighting placed here."

"Well," Hermione nodded, "Since it doesn't matter where you go, let's go in!"

"Okay... oh, you can go directly to the nave of the church through the side corridor on the right," Neville pointed to the right side, "Maka and the others should be there... Um, I mean, probably."

Hearing this, Hermione stepped into the door and took a look around, then turned around and walked towards the doorway that Neville had mentioned.

This church should be considered relatively large among all the churches in the UK, and in today's fog, the larger and more empty the building, the darker it will be. Fortunately, Hermione and the others, who have been used to night tours at Hogwarts Castle since they were young, obviously don't feel too much discomfort.

The sound of everyone's footsteps echoed in the room, mixed with the inexplicable knocking sound that had not stopped until now, and was still repeated one after another, making it difficult to distinguish for a while.

And soon, they walked through the side corridors and came to the entrance of the church nave.

"Maca in there?"

Standing at the door and looking inside, Hermione seemed a little puzzled, because the central hall in front of her was simply darker than the outer hall and this corridor. Looking in at a glance, except for the prayer bench near the door, almost nothing can be seen, all of which are submerged in the dark mist.

"Shouldn't it?" Neville and the few people who had been here all looked inside, showing puzzled expressions, "When we were here last time, there was a magic ball of light floating on the ceiling of the atrium. It illuminates the entire hall as if it were daytime. Not to mention dispelling the fog, at least it’s not a problem to be able to see the end at a glance.”

Hermione listened and was silent for a moment, then frowned slightly and said:

"Could it be...Maybe Maca isn't here anymore."

This guess, in fact, she wanted to say when she saw those figures outside just now, but if Maca was not here, who would turn this ancient city into this... Who would it be?

Since it was the land of England where there were enemies in all directions, everyone couldn't help but looked at each other when they heard Hermione's doubts.

But then, Hermione didn't know what she suddenly thought of, and raised her eyebrows suddenly.

"Whether Maca is here or not, at least... I think I may know who made those... those 'things' outside!"

Before she finished speaking, she waved her hand without looking back, motioning for everyone to follow her. Then, she suddenly quickened her pace, following the knocking sound, she walked straight into the depths of the church nave.

Everyone didn't know what she was thinking of, but it was obvious that she was like this, so they had to follow her away in a hurry.

Soon,

The group of them headed by Hermione quickly passed through the empty and dark atrium, and entered a place similar to a lounge through a half-open door in the deepest part, and then entered an even darker place. in the corridor.

It was a winding corridor, with many doors on either side--most of them were left open and contained nothing but old furniture.

Occasionally, when encountering one or two closed doors, Hermione didn't seem to have the intention to open it and take a look, and went straight to the direction of the knocking sound.

"Crack."

Until Hermione gently opened a certain door that was blocking her from the sound, a ray of light finally passed through the gap between the two doors and fell into everyone's eyes.

Maybe it was because they stayed in the dark for too long, and the light made everyone feel a little dazzling, so they couldn't help raising their hands to cover it.

Immediately afterwards, they finally cleared up the scene hidden behind this door.

It was a petite figure, sitting on a relatively large wooden rocking chair facing the door. While slowly rocking back and forth with the rocking chair, she grasped a small hammer and went up and down, hitting... a vertebra resting on her thigh?

And just around the rocking chair, there were various human skeletons piled up, all scattered randomly on the floor in a very messy manner.

Ron, who was looking forward, could swear that he had seen more than one skull among those horrible piles of bones just by taking a look. The empty eye holes made him quickly retract his head again, and he was not even interested in seeing who was sitting on the rocking chair.

"Sarah."

Hermione stood at the door and whispered in a very subtle tone.

"Hush," Sarah on the rocking chair stopped what she was doing, and raised an index finger towards the door, "I still have a lot of 'babies' who need to sleep here, so be careful not to wake them up."

After lowering her voice and saying this, she raised her finger again. When Hermione and the others heard this, they subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction she pointed.

However, at the other end of this rather large room, there are actually several rows of rectangular stone jars in the shape of coffins neatly placed, with dark green liquid rippling slightly inside. Looking from this door, only the outermost stone jars can be vaguely seen, and there are human-like objects lying in the liquid.

Hermione looked at it a few more times, and couldn't accept it for a while, so she couldn't help but stood there and remained silent for a moment. Afterwards, she shook her head slightly, and put the weird scene aside.

"Sarah, where's Maca?" She asked in a softer voice than before.

"Maka has something to do, so I'm leaving for the time being," Sarah held up the spine that she had been knocking on just now, and admired it back and forth without raising her head, "Oh, by the way, it's with Miss Blois. Her father left with her. If you want to find Maca, just wait here!"

"How long?" Neville couldn't help asking.

"How long?" Sarah thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't know, Maca didn't say anything."

After finishing speaking, Hermione hesitated again, and finally asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.

"Then... what are you doing here?"