Thankfully, not only do the walking corpses not rely on sight to identify targets, but they also don't seem to have hearing...... Brandy's angry yelling didn't draw them in.

Brandi and Luna wrapped themselves in their invisibility cloaks and walked cautiously outside, not daring to run quickly, for pale hands and feet were constantly breaking through the ground on both sides of the path.

In the low night after sunset, more and more walking corpses emerge out of nowhere, wandering freely in the deserted fields not far away. Groups of corpses slowly climbed ashore from the small pond of Manson Manor, rippling in the breeze during the day, and the water level of the small jasper-like pool was rapidly decreasing as batches of corpses surfaced.

No wonder a backwater pool hasn't dried up for decades...... There's no water in there!

Brandi simply glanced back inadvertently, and shuddered in horror, the white squirming across the mountains made his legs weak. Seeing that Luna seemed to have the intention of turning her head, he subconsciously reached out against her head. "Don't look back at Luna, keep going, don't look back."

Luna muttered, and honestly followed Brandi's advice. Her face was also pale. "Brandy, could those be the zombie bugs Daddy was talking about?"

Obviously, the zombie bugs could not control the dead to crawl out of the ground, let alone keep staring at them from upstairs. It was, of course, Voldemort's masterpiece of dark magic...... But in order to make Luna's fear a little lesser, or to make her fear a little lesser, Brandi still coaxed against his heart. "That's right, Luna, that's what your father said about zombie bugs...... Your father is a great man who knows so many things that no one else knows. ”

"Extraordinary ingenuity is the greatest treasure of mankind." She said in a dreamy tone, "Dad always tells people about things that are not easy to see, but they are always laughed at. Every time he published "Singing Contrarian Tunes", Dad would receive a lot of letters, thinking that they were all absurd and unrealistic...... My father would always tell me that the truth would always be revealed one day, and that today I met a zombie bug, tomorrow I would be a scimitar-horned snorer, and the day after tomorrow I would be a harassing fly. As long as you persist, even I will be understood by everyone, and you already agree with me, right? ”

Luna said, holding out her hand to him.

The light-colored eyes are like the moon rising in the sky, she is usually in a trance, and she can't find a tone to speak. But this time, Brandi clearly heard the persistence hidden in the sad tone, looking forward to being recognized and approved.

How could he bear not to respond to this expectation? Brandi hesitated and gently took Luna's hand.

"You're going to be an amazing naturalist in the future, Luna."

Luna blinked, grabbed his palm hard, and continued to walk silently—as if her steps were lighter than before.

After navigating several areas densely populated with walking corpses, they finally reached the Ministry of Magic's blockade after nearly stepping on the limbs that came out of the ground several times in a row. It was nothing like daytime, white flames and spells became a line of fire, wrapping around the old fence and enveloping the entire manor. The walking corpses hide away like snakes and scorpions, and it seems that in addition to the sun, they are afraid of fire.

"Why didn't the people at the Ministry of Magic clean up these zombie bugs...... This blockade has been maintained for decades, and they are short of manpower? Almost immediately after crossing the magical boundary, Brandi collapsed to the ground, the horror of walking on the blade of death and the last ounce of strength in his legs. Luna crouched next to him, looking less scared since she thought they were all magical creatures.

Hearing the question, Brandi suddenly remembered the magic he had used on the walking corpse, and the flesh and bones that were wriggling to reassemble, and the chocolate he had just eaten was spit out along with the acid water in his stomach.

"Ahem...... Cough! He took the towel and wiped a handful of filth from his mouth. Maybe it's because it's something that has piqued the interest of the Ministry of Magic, and they'll probably want to look into it. Maybe it won't be long before you'll see the Daily Prophet article about zombie bugs. ”

He poured a sip of water, and could understand why the Ministry of Magic hadn't sent someone to eradicate the walking corpse in the area, because regular spells couldn't kill them, and the Ministry couldn't have set fire to such a large manor. Until there is a practical solution, this paradise of the dead will probably continue like this.

After resting and regaining some strength, they hurried to their feet, and before the light was too dark to disappear, they found the flying carpet hidden in the bushes. Because Brandi had no money to pay for the accommodation in the hotel in Bath, and they did not have the equipment to camp in the wilderness, they had to choose the most painful way for Brandi - in the night, the flying carpet flew into the air and flew back to the village of Autry-St. Cachpole overnight. When Brandi sneezed and jumped off the flying carpet...... He was almost certain that he had a bad cold.

Of course...... What made him even more painful was yet to come—Mr. Lovegood was standing in the doorway, looking at him with an unkind face.

"Stinky Boy...... You're killing yourself! ”

"So, you only stayed two nights before you were kicked out?"

Early the next morning, Harry yawned and came down from the bedroom, surprised to find that everyone had arrived, and eight pairs of eyes were looking at the uninvited guest at the table - Brandi was lying on the Weasley table like a cabbage worm with a pair of panda eyes, squirming unlovely. The brown suitcase was casually placed in the doorway.

“…… How did I know that her dad would work overtime to finish his work and come back from London a day early! Brandi bit down on the bread weakly, and the lines of his body turned gray. As a result, when he hurried home, he happened to see Luna and I descending from the sky on a flying carpet...... Ahh It was terrible, he was as angry as a bullfrog with a bulging chest. ”

He picked up a face towel and blew his nose. The paper basket under the table was already stuffed with paper balls, and the paper basket was shaking violently, expressing its dissatisfaction. "I probably won't be able to go to Lovegood's house again for the rest of my life, and I suspect her father will be tempted to poison Godigan tea when he sees me."

"Flying carpet? Merlin...... I wish you weren't seen by anyone else. That's contraband! Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth in surprise, "Arthur only a few days ago investigated a batch of velvet flying carpets, which were illegally imported from Persia, and it seems that he was fined three hundred Galleons. ”

Brandi exclaimed, his expression even more sad.

After that, Harry and Ron eagerly dragged Brandi into Ron's bedroom, smirking and asking for a share of his trip to Manson Manor with the little girl. But they soon couldn't laugh, the invisible ghosts, the cold eyes of the abandoned upstairs, and the dead bodies that came to life, Brandy's storytelling skills were very high, but they were so frightened that the two of them hugged together and shivered under the covers.

"That must be a Yin corpse!" Ron's muffled voice came from under the covers, "The Mysteries used to use that kind of thing on a large scale, made from those Muggles who were killed during the war, but why are there so many of them!" ”

"I'm thinking about that, too." Brandi sat on the edge of the bed and thought seriously, "The Manson family has been killed by him, there shouldn't be any need to leave such a horrible thing behind." Unless, they have another task. Like what you're watching, or who's being watched. I didn't see them at first......"

"In the beginning?" Harry's head poked out from under the covers, "What did you do to make those corpses notice you?" Did you get what Mr. Albert said? ”

"Huh...... Probably sooner, I was going to send Wright's ashes to the graveyard — oh shit! Brandi slapped his head and suddenly realized. Voldemort left those corpses behind to spy on those who came to explore Wright's grave, right? He thinks that the person who learned from Wright that the treasure store is in store will definitely go to Manson Manor to look for clues and deliberately stay there! ”

There was something on his face that didn't look good.

"I don't know if those Yin Corpses are still connected to Voldemort, maybe he already knows that I've been to Manson Manor and got clues there......"

Hearing Voldemort's name, the lump in the quilt trembled. Immediately, Ron also came out of it. "By the way, Brandy, let's see what Mr. Albert is trying so hard to hide!"

Brandi shrugged his shoulders and took the small roll of vellum from his bosom as they looked expectantly, and he untied the rope and spread it out completely.

It was a large piece of parchment with a picture of a huge seven-pointed star, and strangely enough, there was an inverted triangle in the middle, and a circle split in half within the triangle. Rows of small, unknown symbols, as if on fire, burned with golden flames in the air.

Underneath the symbols, there are messy and confusing words and phrases written in dark green ink, which look like speculations and translations. It was exactly the same as it was now—the three of them had excited expressions on their faces.

That's right, this parchment scroll is the reason why Lightmanson was able to find the fifth seal.

A clue from the founders of the Treasury that has been handed down thousands of years ago!