In this gloomy room, there is a smell of all kinds of potions mixed together, and people can't help but frown as soon as they enter.

Trays of test tubes, flasks of different models, and copper balances were scattered across the somewhat filthy wooden floor, and potions were piled up in a corner of the room. There seemed to be something else elsewhere, but it was hard to see because the curtains were drawn tightly.

And the only place in this room that can be called "clean" seems to be the space where the bed is located.

"Uhh......hh Hmmm......"

Even though there are many things in the room that can be of great concern, the most important thing to ignore is probably the hoarse moan that is clearly coming from the bed.

Granger ...... Miss. ”

As Hermione scanned the room silently with a frown, and finally moved her gaze back to the bed that had attracted most of her attention in the first place, the wizard who had led her up spoke with some caution:

"I'm sure you've noticed that yes, the one lying under the covers is my cursed father, who has almost lost his will."

"Ah...... Hmm," Hermione said, nodding her head at once, "but it looks like your father is in a pretty good place at the moment."

"That's right," he sighed, "and, since Mr. McLean can't be here, I don't think my father will be able to get through the biggest difficulty of his life!" Now, I don't expect Miss Granger to heal him...... So now, the only thing I hope for is to be able to stay with my father safely and see him off properly! ”

The young and vigorous boy downstairs didn't mention it for the time being, at least from the other party's attitude and tone, he could basically hear that he really didn't have any bad intentions in his heart.

No, maybe it's not just "bad intentions", even the fighting spirit of not admitting defeat and the belief in living are about to cease to exist.

It's just that, to be honest, Hermione is not completely unable to imagine the other party's mood at the moment.

After all, according to what I learned downstairs before, there was not only a gap between this man and his father for twenty years, but also a particularly difficult life during these twenty years because of his father's crimes, and now he even needs to usher in a more complete separation with his father, whom he finally saw again.

After all, dark wizards are actually human beings, and they also have their own life experiences and emotions.

Under the catastrophe that makes people feel more and more desperate, it is probably only the ignorant and fearless teenagers and girls, and those who really have a strong will, to put aside their fears and walk bravely.

"In other words, you really want to stay here and be with your father...... Waiting to die? ”

Hermione is indeed a girl in her prime, but she has been following Maca step by step for the past few years, and her heart has obviously been trained quite strong unconsciously. Maybe she will still hesitate and hesitate when she encounters difficulties, but when it comes to the real need to make a choice, she will eventually take her own steps firmly.

And perhaps it is precisely because of this that she does not want others to easily choose to give up, even if someone such as "Dark Wizard" has made mistakes, she does not feel that she should use "death" to draw the end of her life.

Unless it's someone like Helbo, who is the one who just "exists" and brings great disaster to the world, maybe it's an exception.

Of course, this is just Hermione's personal opinion.

Seeing that after she asked, the other party didn't answer, so she simply shook her head lightly and said:

"Anyway, let me see how your father is doing!"

As she spoke, she suddenly stepped forward, stepping over a few discarded flasks and test tubes on the floor to the side of the bed.

She hadn't been able to see clearly because of the darkness of the room before, but now that she was closer, she realized that there was indeed an old man lying on the bed with a face quite similar to that of the wizard behind her.

You can see that the old man's thin face is full of wrinkles, and his hair is even more withered and decayed, and he looks like he is dying.

He'd been humming since Hermione had come in, and the sound of his throat purring sounded like an aging beast.

"That's right, like an aging ...... 'beast'!"

Hermione thought the metaphor that had sprung up from her mind was graphic, and it was no coincidence that the living corpses that had risen from the fog seemed to be the same way.

Because what both have in common is that they both follow their instincts.

But when she thought about it, Hermione sensed something was wrong for no reason, but she didn't know where the strangeness came from.

Pursing her lips slightly, she suppressed the doubts in her heart for the time being, and then began to seriously examine the old man on the bed.

“…… Sure enough, my words still don't work? ”

After a while, Hermione withdrew her wand and stood beside the bed and thought about it.

Although they have also come to the conclusion that it should be some kind of curse, they have also made corresponding judgments on this point. Not only that, but he even concocted a potion to temporarily suppress the effect of the curse."

Thinking like this, Hermione paused suddenly, and then her eyes widened, as if at that moment she had suddenly thought of something that surprised her very much.

"Miss Granger? You...... What's wrong? Seeing this, the male witch on the side couldn't help asking, "Could it be ...... Have you thought of a cure for my father? ”

"Uh, no...... Sorry, I haven't thought of that yet. When Hermione heard this, she slightly retracted the expression on her face, and then turned to ask, "Speaking of which, your father was in bed during this time...... Have you ever been completely unable to move your whole body? ”

"'Immobilized'?" When the other party heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, "No...... Although my father soon became weaker and weaker after he came out of London, he was still able to move even if he was unable to move. ”

"Really?"

When Hermione saw him say this, she frowned and said:

"Did your father tell me how he got hurt, and did he have any clue about the curse?"

After a lot of inquiry, as the information she wanted to know increased little by little, her expression not only did not soothe, but became more tense.

In the end, when the other party had finished saying everything she could be very honest, Hermione covered her mouth and fell into a long silence alone.

After a few minutes passed, she finally put down her hand and subconsciously turned her head to look in the direction of Canterbury, where Spiral Town was located.

“…… Why? ”