Chapter 2499 Restarting the Train

The zombie family is leaving in an orderly manner, and together with Hermione, Lu Ping and other human wizards, they leave the city of icicles and head east.

Under the leadership and restraint of high-level individuals who already possessed independent wisdom, those low-level living corpses that were still like beasts no longer showed the maniac and ferocity of the past, but the chaotic team and even more chaotic sight still showed that they were still It's just a large group of "wild beasts" who can't communicate.

It is naturally impossible for such a group of dangerous creatures to be brought into human society together, so...how to place them has become an extremely open question.

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

How many British people failed to leave alive in the mass evacuation battle means that there are many living corpses in the UK today, even if they are eventually gathered by the Lord of the Living Corpses... that is, the living corpses gathered by Maca account for at most A small half of the living corpses in the whole territory. Even in the many battles against the tide of living corpses, many low-level living corpses were buried on the spot one after another, but the number of living corpses staying here during this time is still quite a large number.

After all, the chances of the living corpse clan giving birth to high-level zombies are actually quite low. Compared with the vast number of low-level clansmen, it is almost negligible.

Hermione and the others stood in an old square in the eastern outskirts of the city, watching the boy with living corpses send out all the high-level clansmen around him, and countless low-level living corpses followed them one after another, batch after batch. Lots of land began to gather in the surrounding blocks, and I couldn't help feeling a little tingly.

This is completely different from the past few head-on collisions with the zombies. These days, Hermione, Ginny and other friends have deliberately come into close contact with the zombies - classified as low-level Of course, they have also been to the east side of the living corpse resettlement area.

But they didn't really understand until now how many low-level living corpses were stuffed in each dilapidated building! Not to mention Lupine, Kingsley and others who just came here recently.

To be honest, after seeing the countless low-level living corpses with horribly deformed appearance gradually crowding the field of vision, even Hermione, who had originally decided to accept the living corpse family to a certain extent, suddenly began to doubt again. out of his original judgment.

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

The increasingly dark night obviously has no effect on the living corpses. Under the heavy darkness, the living corpse boy, on behalf of the whole clan, consulted Hermione about the current situation in a clumsy but extremely serious manner.

On the other hand, Hermione, who was riding a broom hanging in the sky, saw more and more shadowy figures of low-level living corpses crowded in the surrounding streets and streets. After hearing the other party approaching and asking,

God was stunned for a few seconds before reacting.

"Well, in short..." She turned her head to look at Lupin, then lowered her head to the corpse boy on the ground and continued, "In short, let's go east first!"

Hearing the words, the young man thought for a moment, then nodded.

"it is good."

As soon as the words were spoken, the high-level living corpses scattered everywhere immediately led many low-level tribesmen and began to march eastward.

...

Dawn, here again;

London, empty again.

The doomed city has lost its new inhabitants, leaving behind only a few insignificant traces, which testify to the fact that only recently has a group of residents stayed and then hastily left.

It wasn't until the hazy light finally occupied most of the sky, and the world under the thick clouds was no longer as dark as at night, that a figure followed the sound of unhurried footsteps at the main entrance of the palace. show up.

Maca stopped for a while in the empty square, turned her head and glanced casually towards the east. Even though there are many buildings and more ice blocking his sight, he knows that Hermione, Luna and others are walking with him in that direction and not far away from this empty city. drifting away.

He didn't speak, but stayed here for a little while longer, before turning his gaze back and moving on, without looking over there again.

Not long after, a dull "woo" sounded suddenly somewhere in the northern suburbs of the outer city, and a train invisible to Muggles rumbled into the distance with white steam...

"Kang Dang...Kang Dang..."

The train moved forward at high speed, along the sometimes damaged track, heading north all the way. It's just that every time when you are about to pass some destroyed rails, you can see the rails flying like noodles and reconnecting, lying firmly on the sleepers that have automatically returned to their original positions, as if there is an invisible force following them. The train's progress was patched along the way.

But the owner of this power is sitting in a certain private room in the second half of the train at this time, casting his deep and distant gaze from the window to the passing scenery, and he doesn't know where his thoughts are placed.

This was the carriage he sat in when he took this train for the first time. At that time, he was holding a thick book in his hand, and he hardly cared about the surrounding scene. Looking back now, it's hard to say what I can remember, and I don't even know whether the scratch on the wooden window frame was made in the next few years.

Now that I have not boarded this train for a long time, the accompanying feeling is far from the previous one.

But even so, for him, this is obviously a very rare time to rest and reflect - I don't know if there will be the next train that belongs to him on the nine and three-quarters platform after this time ?

The train is still ringing "clang clatter", dull and boring, but nostalgic.

After a long time, when the scenery outside the window was once again occupied by the paleness of frost and snow, and the window was covered with a faint haze, the figure leaning against the carriage suddenly waved his hand. Immediately, with the sound of "squeak", the train gradually began to decelerate, and finally stopped.

The speed of this train today 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 anymore, and Maca didn't delay any longer. After getting out of the car, he jumped lightly, and then quickly rushed towards the castle not far away that was no longer under the protection of magic.

Behind him, the Hogwarts Express train that had been completely restored to its original state started again, bypassed the platform along the same repaired rails, and dragged the unmanned carriage back to the direction it came from.

"Woo--"

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

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