The Flober caterpillars that had formed a cocoon on the Hogwarts beating willows had finally broken out of their cocoons and turned into butterflies...... And that's not all.

Since the first signs of the disaster, there have been a large number of Flob caterpillar farms around the world that have developed anomalies.

These little guys, who have never formed cocoons, have formed cocoons after eating a lot of hycephalus, and for a while, the production of thickeners in those farms has plummeted. It's just that since then, the whole of Europe has been plagued by so many disasters that no one has the heart to take care of such a trivial matter.

However, in this day and age, it is clear that some of the once well-known legends are almost unknown.

"The migration of Flob's caterpillars is a sign of impending calamity, and their appearance at this time means ...... The worst thing happened. ”

Delphi watched the flock of gray butterflies in the air fly by in the distance, feeling the uneasiness rising in his heart, and muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Yes, that's right...... Although the process may not be the same, the result is the same, in fact, nothing has changed. That nightmarish future has finally arrived. ”

"Delphi, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she was just standing in place, muttering to herself as she watched the flock of butterflies that had gradually departed south, Willie couldn't help but call her again.

And it was only then that Delphi finally came to his senses.

"Hmm...... No, nothing. She shook her head and said, "That's it...... Suddenly a little worried, always thinking that something terrible might be going to happen. ”

"Oh," Willy said, nodding her head down the pot in her hand, "and I feel something similar." ”

……

In fact, so far, except for Delphi, who is more special, other wizards outside the UK may at most suddenly feel uneasy in their hearts. But when it comes to people in the UK, their uneasiness is visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Weasley, there's something new in the crowd of living corpses out there! They...... Oh, I guess you'd better come out and see it for yourself! ”

At the door of the command tent at Weymouth Camp, a wizard guard hurriedly rushed in from the outside, and said with a serious face.

Percy, who was reading the information behind the table at this moment, suddenly stopped what he was doing, and withdrew from his chair and stood up with some confusion, but with great decisiveness.

"What happened to the living corpses?"

He asked, and followed the other party out of the tent and all the way to the perimeter of the defensive line outside the camp. Soon he saw that Charlie had also arrived.

And when he really saw the actions of the living corpses outside the defense line, he finally understood why the guard had to come and see for himself just now.

Because, the movements of the living corpses at the moment are really a little incomprehensible.

I saw that the living corpses who had just stopped a little after a ** movement not long ago were now inexplicably facing the north, kneeling down one after another. Since there are already a lot of living corpses, this scene suddenly makes people feel a little hairy.

After all, you must know that these living corpses always look like walking corpses on weekdays, and they will not do anything to make people think they have intelligence.

But now, looking at their pious appearance like a believer kneeling down to worship a god, it even makes people dare not test it easily.

However, a few of the more courageous wizards on the line of defense were still a little unbearable, and suddenly waved their wands and unleashed a powerful crushing spell on the living corpses lying on the ground.

"Bang!"

With an explosion, the back of the ordinary living corpse that was hit was immediately blown apart, and the black-gray rancid flesh and blood were splashed all at once.

However, the living corpse, who was clearly not incapacitated, did not turn his head and rush towards this side as usual. As if it didn't care about the attack, it still knelt tightly on the ground, almost motionless.

"I didn't even react to the attack," Charlie said, standing on the edge of the line of defense, holding his wand, "what happened?" ”

Obviously, the more unresponsive these living corpses are, the more weird they become. Coupled with the uneasiness that swelled in their hearts when they saw the group of big moths flying over not long ago, at this moment, everyone couldn't help but become more and more worried.

"Percy, you see they're all kneeling towards the north, I think something must have happened over there...... Why don't I go and have a look at it first? ”

"Hmm...... "Okay," Percy muttered for a moment, then nodded, "but be careful, and if you notice anything unusual, don't approach it lightly, let alone move it—by the way, didn't you say that old Mr. Aslan was leading people to settle in the Yorkshire Dales?" If you don't make any decisive discoveries there, don't go any further north and come back quickly! ”

"Okay, I got it."

Charlie nodded in understanding, then took out the dragon whistle and blew it, summoning the fire dragon Nobeta to fly high into the sky with him.

"Mr. Weasley, what about us?"

Hearing a few guards around him, Percy hesitated slightly, and finally waved his hand:

"If they don't fight back, you can clean up a batch first. But be careful to withdraw to the camp immediately if something happens...... Do you understand? ”

With that, he turned and walked back, adding:

"I'll go and inform Madame Maxim of the changes here now."

The thought that Mr. Blois was in Beauxbatons at the moment, Percy thought that perhaps he might know something about this strange situation.

After a short time, when he returned to the tent, he immediately picked up his quill and hurriedly wrote a letter to be sent to France.

However, whether it is the omen of Flober's gray butterfly or the truth of the living corpses bowing down, not many people in this world know about it. Although the Blois family has a long history and has relatively more inheritance in ancient times, such a thing that has not been mentioned for thousands of years, even if there are some records in the ancient books of the family, he may not be able to pay attention to it.

Percy watched as the letter was taken out of the tent by the wizard who delivered it, and then he put down the pen in his hand and sat behind the table with a somewhat solemn face and thought for a while. After a few moments, he got up again and left the tent and hurried to the line again.

Needless to say, because the situation was so abnormal this time, he couldn't sit firmly in the camp anymore. If he didn't keep an eye on the scene, he was afraid that something would happen that he wouldn't have time to deal with.

"Ginny, Ron...... When will you come back? ”

Looking at the group of living corpses kneeling on the ground outside, Percy couldn't help but think to himself.

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