"Squeak-"

When the closed side door of the church was pushed open, a slightly rusty hinge sounded a somewhat piercing sound that gave goosebumps to the table.

Then, before everyone could take a few more glances at the dim and gloomy space behind the door, a series of muffled "Duo" sounds suddenly came out of the darkness in the depths of the church and entered everyone's ears.

It's like...... Someone was banging on a piece of damp, rotting wood.

"This is the foyer," Neville said softly after a few seconds of pause in the strange movement, "It was pretty much the same when we came here last time - because Maca doesn't seem to go this way, they usually go in and out through the main entrance around the corner next door, so there's no lighting in there. ”

"Well," Hermione nodded, "since it's the same everywhere, let's go inside!" ”

"Okay...... Oh, take the side aisle on the right to go straight to the natrium," Neville pointed to the right side, "Maka, they should all be over there...... Uh, I mean, probably. ”

Hermione stepped through the door and looked left and right, then took the lead and turned towards the doorway Neville had spoken.

This church is probably the largest of all the churches in Britain, and in today's fog, the larger and more empty the building, the darker it becomes. Fortunately, Hermione, who had been accustomed to night tours at Hogwarts Castle since childhood, obviously didn't feel too uncomfortable.

The sound of everyone's footsteps echoed in the room, mixed with the inexplicable percussion sound that had not stopped until now, and was still one after another, making it a little indistinguishable for a while.

Soon, they made their way through the side porch to the entrance to the nave.

"Maca in there?"

Standing in the doorway and glancing inside, Hermione looked a little puzzled, because the atrium in front of her was even darker than the foyer outside and the hallway. As soon as I looked inside, I could barely see anything except the prayer benches near the doorway, and everything was drowned in a dark mist.

"Shouldn't it?" Neville and the others who had been here all looked inside, puzzled, "The last time we came here, there was a magic ball of light floating on the ceiling of this atrium, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime. Not to mention dispelling the fog, at least you can see it at a glance. ”

Hermione listened, was silent for a moment, and then frowned slightly:

"Will it ...... Maybe Maca isn't here anymore. ”

This guess, in fact, she wanted to say it from the time she saw those figures outside just now, but if Maca wasn't here, then this ancient city would be like this here...... Who could it be?

Because there are enemies on all sides, and now on this British land, everyone couldn't help but look at each other when they heard Hermione's doubts.

But then, I don't know what Hermione suddenly thought of again, and she raised her eyebrows.

"Whether Maka is there or not, at least ...... I think I probably know about the ...... out there. Who made those 'things'! ”

Before she could finish speaking, she waved her hand without looking back, signaling everyone to follow her. Then she suddenly quickened her pace, and followed the sound of the percussion straight into the depths of the atrium.

Everyone didn't know what she remembered, but it was obvious that she was like this, so she had to follow in a hurry.

In a short time, Hermione's group quickly made their way through the deserted and dark atrium, entered a lounge-like place through a half-open door in the deepest part, and then entered an even darker corridor.

The corridor was a bit winding, with many doors on either side—mostly unabashedly open, with nothing but old furniture.

Occasionally, Hermione didn't seem to bother to open one or two closed doors, and went straight in the direction of the knock.

"Click."

Until, Hermione gently opened a door between her and the sound, and a flash of light finally passed through the gap between the two doors and fell into everyone's eyes.

Maybe they stayed in the dark for too long, and the light made everyone feel a little dazzling, so that they couldn't help but raise their hands to block it.

Immediately after, they finally cleared the sight hidden behind this door.

It was a petite figure, sitting on a relatively large wooden rocking chair facing the door. She slowly swayed back and forth with the rocking chair as she grabbed a small hammer up and down, tapping it on her lap...... A vertebrae?

And around the rocking chair, there were all kinds of human skeletons, all very messily scattered on the floor.

Ron, who was looking ahead, swore that he had seen more than one skull in the horrible pile of bones with a single glance. The hollow eye hole made him quickly retract his head again, and he was not even interested in looking at who was sitting in the rocking chair.

"Sarah."

Hermione stood in the doorway and whispered in a very subtle tone.

"Shhhh ”

After saying this in a low voice, she raised her hand again. When Hermione and the others heard this, they subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction she was pointing.

However, at the other end of this rather large room, there were several rows of rectangular stone jars shaped like coffins, with dark green liquid rippling slightly. Looking through this doorway, only the outermost stone jars could faintly see that there was a humanoid object lying in the liquid.

Hermione looked at it a few more times, and for a while she couldn't accept it, so she couldn't help but stand in place and be silent for a moment. Then, she shook her head slightly, and put the strange scene aside.

"Sarah, where's Maca?" She asked in a softer voice than she had just been.

"There's something wrong with Maca, she's gone for the time being," Sarah said, picking up the spine she was tapping just now, looking back and forth from side to side, without looking up, "Oh, by the way, with Miss Blois and her father." If you're looking for Maca, just wait here! ”

"How long will it take?" Neville asked.

"How long?" Sarah thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't know, Maca didn't say." ”

Hermione hesitated for a moment, and then finally asked a question that everyone was very concerned about.

"What about you...... What are you doing here? ”