The corpse of the Yin corpse staggered and swayed. A large black object fell from the sky and landed lightly on the ground like a cat, without a sound. A closer look made the two team members retreat in fright, it was a suspicious feline face, although very close to a human female.

"Safe!" the catwoman said to the sky, her voice soft, to whom she was not sure.

Before the two of them could react, the ring of fire snapped abruptly, and a surge of raging flames covered the entire street. When it was all over, all the Yin corpses that had been invisible at a glance had turned into charred black dry bones.

A tall, thin man appeared out of nowhere, he glanced at the two of them, and said, "You guys are really lucky. ”

"Are you all right?" Catwoman's body was deforming, writhing, and finally turning into a young woman, "Are you injured, the Yin corpse is not contagious, but if it is scratched, it may be infected." ”

"Y-who are you?" one of the team members stammered.

"I'm a judge, she's a dentist. The man said impatiently, and walked straight down the sidewalk.

"Sorry, he's not usually like that. You come with me, I think there will be someone to protect you at the hospital. This place is not safe now, and it won't be long before there will be Yin corpses surrounding it. ”

The two exchanged a look of surprise and looked at the woman who ignored them and chased after them.

Everything that just happened was like a dream.

"Look," Phoenix handed Hermione the announcement torn from the wall, "Robaz seems to be out of control. ”

Hermione took the announcement and read it at a glance, and immediately said, "How can this be?"

"I don't know, the situation is really changing in one day. ”

Hermione had speculated about the Ministry of Magic's inaction, and she had read a lot of information from all over the world more carefully than Phoenix. The Brazilian Ministry of Magic, which survived along with the British Ministry of Magic, was immediately dispersed by the entire Ministry of Magic staff after finding out what was happening in other regions, and people feared that the surviving Ministry of Magic would be hit twice.

"What disturbs me is that there are so many Yin Corpses here, and I'm curious to know how this is done?" Phoenix casually knocked out a fish that slipped through the net.

"Perhaps, someone made a magic item like the Resurrection Stone. Hermione said earnestly, beckoning a pair of masks to put on, "I can't believe that someone will resurrect corpses one by one." ”

The smell of barbecue was in the air, and it was disgusting to think that it was made of human flesh. Luckily, it's the depths of winter, otherwise tomorrow morning's heat would have left the city a rotting beast.

"The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. But you have a point, and I hope Philip can tell us something useful. ”

They turned into another street that was almost identical. The street lights were broken, the faint lights flickered incessantly, and the two men were sometimes illuminated by the lights, sometimes shrouded in darkness. Passing through an old railing, there is an old office building in front of you, which looks dilapidated and deserted, and the walls are sprayed with graffiti. A black flame protects the building. Two therapists, dressed in dark green robes, stood in the doorway chatting, and when they saw Phoenix, they immediately walked up.

"This carriage is yours, isn't it?" asked a middle-aged man with a beard. In the direction of the finger, a black carriage is parked, surrounded by various magical creatures, carriages of different styles, and broomsticks.

"Yes, we went down and saved two Muggles. Phoenix said, "Is Philip there? We made an appointment with him." ”

"Oh, he's in the hall, you can see him when you go in. With that, he left, muttering as if he thought Phoenix was nosy.

Hermione looked back and saw the two Muggles following them from a distance, so she walked straight into the confinement door with Phoenix, as if through a layer of cool water, but came out warm and dry.

They arrived at a crowded waiting room, where rows of small children, some looking normal, some of them distressed, some of them months old, sat on rickety wooden chairs. The room was far more noisy than the street, and the two people who had just come in were taken aback.

All kinds of patients in the past are gone.

"Phoenix, Hermione!" Philip wears a green robe with a badge embroidered on his chest: a wand and a cross of bones.

"It's okay on the road, it's not peaceful now. He motioned to follow, making his way through the crowded aisle.

A thin woman asked her colleague next to her, "We can't keep these Muggles here, can we?" ”

"There's been no response from the Ministry of Magic. Let's take one step at a time. "A stocky woman, holding a baby, was coaxing him.

"What's going on?" shouted Phoenix, gagging his ears.

"Muggle children. Philip seemed to get used to it, and he said calmly, "This morning, a large number of Yin corpses began to pop up in the city, and at first we let some Muggles with children in, but then—" The frowning brow seemed to indicate that something was going on between them and the Muggles, as there were no adults here, "The Muggles were very unfriendly, but the Dean decided that the children must be brought in anyway, so-" He spread his hands.

A large portrait of a witch with long silver curls of hair, with the following words: Dalyse DevonteSt. Mungo's healer (1722-1741), Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1741-1768)

Dai Lisi was carefully looking at Phoenix and the others, and when she met Phoenix's gaze, she blinked slightly.

"Is Hogwarts alright?" asked Hermione.

"It's fine, but the situation out there isn't optimistic. The old headmaster shook his head.

They followed him through the double doors and through a narrow corridor flanked by portraits of famous healers, crystal bubbles filled with candles floating on the ceiling that looked like giant soap bubbles. At this point, the hospital seemed to be deserted.

Philip explained: "Minor injuries have been transferred, and only seriously ill patients who can't move remain here. The situation in Northern Europe is now much stronger than in the UK, where hospitals in other parts of Europe are transferring patients and therapists. Currently, the International Association of Therapists is working to promote a European joint medical program. ”

"Daphne—she—" Phoenix didn't know what to say.

"She's fine," Philip could understand what he meant, "at least the Blood Curse doesn't have much pain, she's weak now," looked around carefully, "She may not survive tonight, the Blood Curse is getting stronger and stronger, and according to this trend, she may be weakened to death by tomorrow morning." ”

"There's nothing you can do?" said Hermione.

Philip shook his head and whispered, "There is no solution to this disease at the moment. Unless there is an elixir of life, there is nothing that can save her right now. ”

Hermione gave Phoenix a complicated look, she knew that there was a bottle of elixir in the house, and in the vault under the Snow Mountain Castle, there were many more, which could extend a person's life for 2,000 years if needed.