It is undoubtedly a very sad thing that people die and can only be buried on the spot. But what is even more tragic is that he has to be buried in a foreign country after death.

Originally, everyone was ready to send Safina out of the UK as soon as they finished their treatment. Now, however, it may be worth waiting a little longer.

"All you have to do is get us to the port, and we'll stay there a little longer until Hunter ...... Well, when Hunter is gone, bury him well, and then go to sea. ”

Officer Rowan's words were also the thoughts of the rest of their team—everyone knew that corpses buried in the earth would never crawl out again, which gave them a good reason for Hunt to be buried at least on English soil.

"Okay!" Harry nodded, "At least this Weymouth is somewhat safe...... But remember to keep your boat ready to sail at all times to avoid any accidents. As for Mr. Hunt's funeral, please forgive us for being absent, and we must complete this reconnaissance mission as soon as possible. ”

"Oh! Of course," Officer Rowan then nodded, "may God bless you...... Well, you wizards don't seem to believe in God, so take it as my personal wish! Thank you for your help. ”

After a short time, Harry and the others escorted each other back to the dock where they came. After helping them settle down in the vicinity, they set out on a journey deep into the fog again.

The fog was so thick that it obscured people's vision. Harry's back as they left only stayed in the sight of Officer Rowan and the others for a few seconds, and soon, the group of six was completely engulfed in the gray mist.

……

Harry and the others were first targeted by Swindon, west of London and southwest of England - at least according to the plan, they had to pass through there and then revise their reconnaissance route again.

After leaving Weymouth, they had to ride broomsticks to travel for a long time.

In fact, flying on a broomstick in the fog was not at all good, and the fog was so thick that they were like blind flies, unable to tell from what was around them whether they were flying in a straight line or not.

But fortunately, as long as you don't take the initiative to control, the broom always flies in a straight line. Even if there is some deflection error when flying long distances, they can still roughly judge when they have arrived and where.

"I finally understand the state in which the Badmins of Ballycas lost the game," Ron sighed, "Playing Quidditch in dense foggy weather, both sides can only fly blindly, and they probably don't know what they're doing!" I'll just say it! At that time, the fans were too harsh on them, they were just called 'bats', and they weren't really bats! ”

Ginny and Harry, although they also like Quidditch, don't want to take him on the skew at all - the Bats are the most famous team in Northern Ireland, and they are both wizards in England, so it's natural to have a crush on them.

But now, God knows where they are hiding from the disaster! It's hard to say whether there will be a chance to play in the future.

"Fly more than ten minutes to the next city, pay attention to it, and concentrate on the surroundings." Harry reminded, "Although, according to what the lady said before, there seem to be many survivors in the UK at the moment, and there are many wizards among them. But whether we will be targeted by Helbo again, no one can say. ”

"Hmm," Ron nodded honestly at the point of danger, "Let's go down and see how the city is going to be in a moment!" ”

"I hope it's safe here, too." Hannah, who was flying behind with Neville, couldn't help but whisper when she heard this.

But Harry could only shake his head slightly—in today's Britain, there was no place that was truly safe, and he only hoped that they could find Maca's location before they encountered mortal danger, and that was already satisfying.

However, before they could reach the city he had mentioned, they heard a chaotic commotion coming from below. With a slight discernment, everyone knew it must have been a fierce battle - and there must have been wizards among them!

"Go down! Don't land, though. ”

With that, Harry took the lead and pressed the wooden handle of the broomstick, spun and landed directly below him.

After all, it is in the fog with extremely low visibility, and the speed of falling is naturally not fast. Even though the sound of battle could always be heard in his ears, he still couldn't rush in the end, so he could only slowly approach in the direction where the sound came from.

After a while, they finally heard sporadic shouts—one for help, another for comfort, and another for chanting incantations.

"Quick Confinement...... ...... obstacles"

It can be seen that the wizard did not cast any offensive spells at all, and his embarrassment could be clearly felt just by listening.

It looks like it's under siege.

"It's over here—"

Harry, they finally saw some of the treetops, and now that they had the references, they were all a lot faster. After everyone followed Harry and flew out a short distance, a group of living corpses suddenly appeared in sight.

"We're here to help! Hold on! ”

Hearing such a sentence in a desperate situation can reinvigorate those who are about to give up. Although Harry didn't think so far, he instinctively didn't skimp on his words, and shouted at the periphery.

And immediately after, he led everyone directly through the not very dense canopy and rushed into the forest.

Tiny twigs scraped across their faces, scorching pain, with the exception of Safina, whose mask had finally come in handy for a real time.

Of course, Harry wouldn't care about the bloodstains on his cheeks. When someone needs help, he can always give full play to his strength, and a little pain can inspire him to have more courage.

At that moment, while he was riding a broomstick deftly around a tree trunk, the Gryffindor sword in his hand was raised. Faced with a low-level living corpse, the sharp blade did not require more strength from its owner, and easily swept through the bodies of several enemies in a row.

For a moment, the blood splattered the bushes, but Harry had already flown smoothly through the middle, straight to the three wizards surrounded by these living corpses.

"Are you alright? Quickly squat down and don't run around. ”

That being said, even if they wanted to, they had nowhere to run, and they were surrounded by living corpses.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Safina on the periphery shouted at Harry.