Chapter 2259 Ugly Life

"Want to draw the sword" - this was Harry's first reaction when he realized that someone had appeared behind him without warning.

However, even if the voice was hoarse and deep, which made people feel flustered, even if he quickly thought that it should be the Lord of the Living Corpses, that demon "greedy", even if he knew that the other party must have very terrifying power... When Harry realized that it might really be Maca, he couldn't draw his sword.

As for whether that is true or not?

do not know.

Even though Hermione and Luna seem to be more and more confident from doubt to conjecture to speculation, in the final analysis, there is still no conclusion.

This reminded Harry subconsciously of the time when he went to Hogwarts and took exams together. It was as if Hermione and the others had finished the test papers and whispered the answers in the corridor. Once a few students with good grades added up, the answers became clearer and clearer.

But the facts at the beginning have already proved that even Hermione, even in her best subjects, where she is excellent every time, often does not get full marks in the final test papers.

Until the results come out, conjectures are just conjectures in the end.

So Harry, whose test scores had always been poor, felt at a loss at this moment. He just held the cold hilt subconsciously, as if he wanted to draw more courage from the sword named after "Gryffindor", even if he just wanted to turn around at the moment - no need to draw the sword, just turn around Try to face the past, that's all.

He already has a lot of courage now, but it is not enough for the possibility he has to face at this time.

But unfortunately, the sword of Gryffindor is not called the sword of courage. On the contrary, it is the one that needs courage and transformation into strength. It's like a half-fed person looking for food from a poor starving ghost. How could he get it?

So Harry didn't move, he didn't turn around, he didn't answer, and it was impossible to draw his sword. His body was just a little stiff, and he felt for a moment that he didn't know what to do.

And obviously, the quieter the surroundings are at this time, the heavier the atmosphere will become, so that it may make people breathless. Fortunately, the voice from behind did not stop.

"Don't you think they are residents here? Although the process of birth is definitely not good, and even a little bad, but you see, they are also one by one... That fellow Hai Erbo must be wrong— —Big mistake, but what's wrong with them?"

The voice fell slightly,

Harry's ears finally fell silent. But this time, this quietness is a little different, because it no longer makes people feel heavy and hard to breathe, but it is more thought-provoking.

Because the pressure caused by certain uncertainties was gone, through these words, Harry also began to gradually become convinced of the other party's true identity. So he suddenly felt that he could speak... But he still didn't know what to say.

The other party's question was too complicated and difficult, so he couldn't answer it.

After a moment of silence and thought, Harry confirmed that he couldn't answer this question, and even if he had to, he could only answer "don't know". So he, too, decided to ask a question, substituting a question for an answer.

"Are they... are they really 'life'?"

Regardless of the low-level or high-level zombies, they can't be called good-looking, even for the pair of twins. And in a situation that makes people look uncomfortable, it is difficult for people to have any empathy.

Some people say that first impressions often determine most of the perceptions of others, and perhaps there is a reason for this.

However, Harry, who was hiding in the invisibility cloak at this moment, looked at the busy living corpses from a distance, and found that these guys who had disgusted and hated him, and even fought desperately on the battlefield, seemed to be the same as the ones he remembered. The look doesn't exactly match.

Those ordinary living corpses, low-level living corpses and some high-level living corpses are numb, with only an instinctive breath, but some high-level living corpses who are leading the command all have a faint emotion.

Their feelings are naturally not as rich as humans, but they still cannot be ignored. Some of his subordinates will be angry if they are slow to carry the wood, some will be annoyed if the house is crooked, two guys are discussing together, and even Harry saw a look of stupidity on the face of a tall and strong high-level living corpse. smile.

Yes, that face is a bit ugly, and it definitely does not conform to human aesthetics. However, no matter how ugly the smile is, it will become beautiful because of its purity.

Just as Harry was staring at the picture in a daze, the voice behind him answered his question.

"Life actually has many appearances. Even if they don't have those touching expressions on their faces, they can still be counted as life." The voice was deep and steady, "But I also think that with these emotions Life should be more beautiful, so I figured out a way to give them some emotion."

After hearing the other party finish these two sentences, Harry suddenly felt that he didn't know what to say anymore. But he realized that if he didn't say anything, Hermione and the others would definitely complain about him when they found out. Maybe...he will be trained a lesson.

So, he finally opened his mouth with difficulty and confusion.

"Why? Ma—"

He couldn't finish his sentence because a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder and patted him lightly, interrupting his words. The strength of that hand on the shoulder is familiar, the rhythm is peaceful, but the color is pitch black.

"Go back and go with that Miss Granger! There's no need to come here alone wearing an invisibility cloak... It's really unnecessary. After all, no one will stop you in this city except that there is more ice, and you can always Go and have a look around."

After all, Harry suddenly felt a sense of relief all over his body. This is not because of the content of what the other party said, but because he can feel that the other party has left with the last word.

While the psychological pressure plummeted, Harry felt an inexplicable emptiness in his heart—even though he was gradually convinced of the other party's identity, and also heard some valuable information from the other party, why couldn't he be happy? up?

After lowering his head and thinking for a few seconds, Harry realized that he couldn't figure it out with his own brain, so he couldn't help shaking his head. So after he glanced at the living corpses who were repairing the house, he turned around and walked back step by step in a somewhat dejected manner.

Not long after, another figure suddenly appeared in the gray cloak team that was about to pass through the outer suburbs. The high-ranking zombie who led the way didn't know if he noticed it, but at least he ignored it.

"Harry? Didn't you agree to meet inside? Why... are you back here?" Ron lowered his voice and asked.

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