"What sound?"

"It's Muggle gunfire! Let's go, go out and see—"

Even though the sound had only sounded once, Harry was able to make out the particular sound at once. And listening to the movement, it seems that it is still very close to this side.

I saw him wave, and then rushed to the outside of the mall.

"Probably over here."

As soon as he left the door, Harry immediately turned around and ran to the left with everyone.

The thick fog made it impossible for them to run too fast, as they had to run and be wary of obstacles that might appear in front of them at any time. After all, it would be stupid to run and crash headfirst into a tree.

After they had gathered together and ran a few steps along the sidewalk outside, Harry paused for a moment, then turned around and headed into the alley next to the mall.

And that's when it ......

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out, and the distance got closer—Harry bet the man who fired the shot was deep in the alley ahead. It's only because of this ubiquitous fog that they can't see where each other is.

"Keep your body down, and then you have to slow down."

Harry gestured to the group that had followed him as agreed, then hunched over and began to feel the wall cautiously forward.

"Who's there!"

However, it is clear that the other party is neither deaf nor stupid. It was so quiet that even though they were paying attention to their footsteps now, the sound of the running just now was still heard by the other party.

Harry and the others couldn't help but stop and look at each other, and then Ginny spoke:

"Don't worry, we didn't mean anything, we just heard the gunshots and came to take a look...... Are you okay? What are you fighting against? ”

The voice fell slightly, but the other party did not give any answer, which made Ginny pause slightly, and then couldn't help but call the other party a few more times.

And soon, they knew why the man didn't speak.

"Backwards—"

Harry stretched out his arm and stopped everyone behind him, only then did everyone notice that several lifeless figures suddenly appeared in the fog ahead. Looking at the way those figures shuffled and swayed, everyone knew that these must not be the people who spoke just now.

"It's a living corpse!"

It seemed that they were trying to get Harry to lure the living corpses away from him. And it is obvious that the other party's plan to lead the water to the east is very successful.

"Be careful."

Harry hesitated with the Gryffindor sword in his hand, but didn't immediately use the power of the sword. He just stood there, staring at the figures as they got closer and closer, and his figure gradually became clearer and clearer.

It can be seen that the living corpses are all ragged, and there is a small hole in one of the cheeks, from which dark blood is slowly flowing.

Needless to say, it must have been a bullet hole.

Harry didn't dare to take this lightly, and after carefully observing it for a while, he dared to decide that these were all very low-level living corpses - he couldn't be careless, if he misjudged, it could cost his life!

And after truly distinguishing the degree of evolution of these living corpses, Harry stepped forward step by step and directly raised the sword in his hand.

Although the living corpses suddenly galloped towards them when they got a certain distance, they were no match for Harry.

With a few soft "swishs", he easily slashed down the living corpses one by one with the sharpness of the Gryffindor sword, and the whole process didn't even take more than a minute.

However, when Harry had wiped out the living corpses, he frowned and stepped back, as if something had aroused his doubts.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Ginny whispered next to him.

"It's okay," Harry shook his head, "I just think these living corpses are capable of fighting...... Too low? ”

"Huh?"

When Ron heard this, he couldn't help but come up and say:

"What do you mean? And isn't it a good thing that those guys are getting weaker? Why are you still so sad? ”

"Well, that's probably a good thing!" Harry said, "It's just that the fog is much thicker than it was before, but these living corpses are weaker than before...... Forget it, don't think about this yet. ”

He put aside the doubts in his heart for a while, and then raised his voice again:

"We've got rid of the enemy, you can come over - of course, we don't hold us accountable for deliberately using us as bait, but please don't shoot at us. Believe me, your bullets are useless to us. ”

That being said, Harry was actually quite jealous of Muggle guns, especially with such limited vision.

But at this moment, the other party finally spoke again.

"I'm sorry, I had to do that just now. I'm not going to ask you to forgive me, just ...... Please answer me a question first, are you 'wizards'? ”

"Oh?"

When Harry heard him ask, he suddenly said that sure enough, the other party must be a Muggle.

"Yes," he said after a moment's thought, "we're wizards, we're here to investigate the situation in the fog, can you tell us what happened?" You're the only survivor here? ”

When the other party heard this, it seemed that he had finally relaxed a little, and Harry soon heard the other party sigh and say:

"You're late, you're too late."

As soon as he said this, Harry saw another figure slowly step out of the fog in front of him - it was a middle-aged man, wearing a police uniform and still holding a pistol in his hand.

He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that Harry and the other six were all young faces.

"You guys really ...... All right! I know that I shouldn't use the common sense of ordinary people to judge the situation of you wizards. ”

As he spoke, the officer inserted the pistol back into its holster before adding:

"Guys, I think you should have a lot of questions to ask, just as I have a lot of questions for you. But before we can do that, we'll have to get out of here - it's quiet, but there are a lot of walking corpses wandering around the city. ”

"Is it just like that?" Harry asked, "Or is there something more powerful?" ”

"I don't know very well personally, after all, they all seem the same to me - they will only fall down when a bullet hits the head, and then they will get up again after a while, and they can't be killed!" "But I've been told that there's a difference, and that the closer you get to London, the stronger it gets......," he said.

"'Someone'? Who's that? Harry couldn't help but ask again.

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