If he weren't a squib, but a "good" wizard like Voldemort and even Helpo, maybe there would be another trouble in the world that couldn't be ignored.

However, whether it is the so-called "good people" or the so-called "bad people", there are always only a very few who are really good enough to influence society.

Looking at the back of Gaunt silently leaving, Maca couldn't help but shake his head, he didn't want to comment too much on the other party's awkward character, he just sighed a little, there is really everyone in this world!

After a few moments, until the figure was no longer visible, Maca took out his staff and paused lightly on the ground at his feet.

Soon, the dirt beneath his feet suddenly surged in all directions, causing Maca to slowly sink into the ground.

According to Luna, the centerpiece of Spiral's defenses should be directly below this marvelous mercury statue.

……

Sirius suddenly discovered that at some point, the living corpses around London, which had been gradually increasing, suddenly stopped appearing.

In the middle of the night, several rotations were made in succession, and several teams did not witness any anomalies again. Only Maca's spider friends are still wandering around the fog in groups, dutifully.

At this moment, in the temporary base on the outskirts, a team that had just gone outside and turned around again returned, and the team members walked in one by one from outside the door.

"How?" Sirius, who was sitting on a broken couch, took a sip of refreshing tea, turned his head and asked, "Still the same as before, not seeing anything?" ”

"Yes," said the captain of the squad casually as he picked up the cup on the wooden table and poured himself tea, "Nothing, I just met with the supporters from the east, and the scope of their responsibilities is the same, and the resurrected dead are suddenly not visible!" ”

With that, he picked up the still steaming teacup, leaned in and took a sip, and then collapsed comfortably on the couch.

Sirius looked at this typical Englishman who was a tea addict, but his thoughts had already flown to the foggy city of London.

Something must have happened inside, he thought. Otherwise, the frequency with which those living corpses appeared at the edge of the fog was obviously increasing, so why was it suddenly gone now?

"Sirius."

As he pondered to himself, the leader of the other team beckoned the members of his team to stand up.

"Then we'll go around again."

"Ah," Sirius came back to his senses, then nodded, "Okay...... Be careful, don't get too close to the fog! You know, there's got to be something wrong, be vigilant! ”

"Of course."

Watching this team take over the shift, they took the brooms leaning against the door in turn and rushed out. After the door closed again, Sirius thought for a moment and then stood up from the couch with his teacup.

"You guys have a good rest, I'll go to the roof to blow the wind, and see if there's anything going on."

"Oh, okay!"

The two teams resting in the living room nodded at him, and watched him creak up the stairs as he stepped on the slightly loose floor and wooden staircase.

The Muggle home, which they had used as a temporary base, had apparently not been inhabited for a long time.

It wasn't long before Sirius climbed up from the attic and stood on the ridge to watch the broomstick of the group fly away, and his gaze fell into the distant shadows like mountains.

It's night, and it's clear that this is not a good time to look into the distance.

……

Kick and tap, those irregular footsteps overlapped randomly in the silent night, looking very messy.

But when the sound of those footsteps became more and more with the passage of time, the original chaotic movements gradually merged together, making people no longer hear any special sense of disobedience.

The number of living corpses gathered in the center of the city is increasing rapidly.

To be honest, even if Lupin had been trying to count the number of casualties due to the attack, due to the rush of time and the inconvenience of statistical methods, the statistical results were still very different from the actual casualties.

But now, when the living corpses of the entire city are gathered in the center of the city one after another, according to the guide, the intuitive scene will really make people deeply stunned.

"Original...... Have so many people died already? ”

Whoever it was, even if Maca could see this, would surely sigh in his heart like this. But for someone, it's a normal thing.

Most of these living corpses were Muggles, and a few were wizards. As for humanoids such as vampires and werewolves, there are probably some mixed in.

Of course, in Helbo's eyes, these living corpses only need to be divided into two categories, one of which is an ordinary living corpse that can only hit and bite like a beast; On the other hand, there are high-level living corpses that can use magic, and that's it.

If one looked down from the street at this moment, one would see that at some intersection in the middle of the dense mass of living corpses, there was a small circular clearing, where only a tall, strong black figure stood.

That is Helbo, who is still playing with the will of the demons, and the "culprit" who has gathered this huge number of living corpses.

No one knows what his intentions were in concentrating so many living corpses in the city center, especially ...... When he hadn't really taken full control of the body.

"Soon...... Soon to come......"

He stood there, muttering softly to himself, eyes half-open and half-closed, as if still concentrating on the demon that had nearly wiped him out.

But after a few words, he suddenly raised his head again, and a pair of eyes as deep as ink looked straight at the sky shrouded in gray mist.

At that moment, his vision seemed to break through the fog at once, and then without hesitation, he pierced through the clouds, and looked at the bright starry sky above the city.

Somewhere away from the Earth, a heavy boulder is flying at high speed towards the Earth's orbit, not far from the day when it will be captured by the Earth's gravity.

"Time is running out...... Not much. ”

Perhaps this is an inevitability, Maca and Helmo have been repeating the same sentence lately.

"Time is running out."