Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flashlight had fallen to the side, and the light hit the side of William's face, he didn't know what he was doing, obviously killing the other party to survive, but in his heart he was not happy but sad.

"Ahh!!h

He's just an eleven-year-old kid, so why force him to kill someone?

At this point, his hands were soaked with an unknown viscous substance, but the movement did not stop. Until the falling backpack no longer has that hard sense of resistance.

Boom!

William stopped, his hands loosened, and his backpack, which was stained with blood and brain tissue, fell to the side.

William looked at Erikson, who had been unrecognizable, the acid water in his stomach began to churn, and he couldn't hold back anymore and crawled to the side and retched.

As the vomiting ended, resentful cries echoed through the cave......

The flashlight began to flicker and flicker, and William knew he couldn't stay in the cave any longer.

He put his hand against the ground and wiped the filth off his hand with the sand and dirt on it. Then he used his sleeve to wipe the tears off his face.

Picking up the flashlight on the ground, he stood up and walked over to Erickson's body. Bending down to endure the feeling of nausea, he began to search for something useful on the corpse.

Unfortunately, he didn't get anything other than the worn-out photograph, and William remembered that Erickson had escaped from the Ministry of Magic, and that the Aurors had already taken all of his belongings.

"And how did he keep this picture?"

Looking at the teenager-like self in the photo, William faintly sensed a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

There seems to be a huge conspiracy converging overhead.

The light of the flashlight was getting dimmer, and William couldn't waste any more time, and he stopped thinking in his head. Both hands pulled up the corpse's legs and tugged hard.

He didn't know if the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic would find it, but it must have been right to destroy the corpses.

Although Eriksen is not a strong man and has a thin build, his weight is not something that an 11-year-old boy can easily drag.

Fortunately, his and Erikson's bodies were not far from the black lake, and it took him five minutes to finally move the bodies to the lake.

As he was about to push the corpse in, the water that had been calm and waveless began to stir, and dark shadows that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye began to pour out from the bottom of the lake upwards.

William was shocked, not knowing what kind of monster was in the lake, and hurriedly retreated. And the light from the flashlight in his hand was always shining on the corpse, ready to see what it was that would interest the corpse.

Since Erickson used this place as a hiding place, it means that this place is safe for wizards. And William just knelt on the ground and cried for a long time, causing the mysterious creature at the bottom of the black lake to rush out of the lake.

William boldly guessed that these mysterious creatures living at the bottom of the lake would not come ashore and that he was safe now.

"Ah, this is? The Walking Dead?! ”

Suddenly, three ugly-looking and swollen humanoid monsters rushed out of the water and dragged Erikson's body into the water, their movements were so fast that William didn't see their detailed figures.

But as a veteran thriller enthusiast, he recognized from the blurred outline that these humanoids were corpses after death, moving corpses.

"Is this here? No way? But! Didn't Rowling say that the cave was cast by Voldemort with an inability to apparate? House-elves can apparition and come here because their magic is different from that of wizards.

But why did this mad wizard's apparition get here? Could it be that 20 years later, wizards have become stronger? Or do American wizards have their own unique approach? ”

Moist caves, dark and waveless lakes. It's hard not to be reminiscent of the cavern where Voldemort's Horcruxes were kept.

In order to prevent his Horcruxes from being discovered, Voldemort gave the Slytherin locket box of the Horcrux that he had made to the Black family's house-elf Kreacher.

Command him to place the glass bottle containing the locket into the stone basin containing the potion of life and death on the island in the middle of the black lake...

"What does this have to do with me, the Horcruxes in there have long been dropped."

Knowing where he was, William chuckled in the direction of the Black Lake, turned back to the place where Erickson had died, lifted the waistbag he had left there, wiped the stains with gravel and dirt, and walked in the direction of the tide he had heard.

Fifteen minutes later, when the light of the flashlight could no longer maintain the light, William finally saw a glimmer of light through a narrow rock crevice.

Finding that there was an exit ahead, he didn't care about the exhaustion of his body, and ran towards the exit quickly.

"Where the hell is this?"

On the steep rock, William looked at the rough waves in front of him, and his heart sank. The Harry Potter novels only tell him that Voldemort's Horcruxes are stored in a cave on an isolated island, and do not state where the island is.

He climbed the steep rocks to the top of the cliff and watched as it was empty, with only lush green grass, about the size of two football fields.

It was found that the island was not very large, and there were no dangerous animals. William then settled down and took out a mobile phone from his backpack, trying to contact someone from the outside world to save him.

But he overlooked that this was an island where Voldemort hid his Horcruxes, and in addition to the dead corpses in the Black Lake guarding the Horcruxes, he also arranged a magical barrier on the island.

"Damn, the satellite phone didn't work here!"

William looked down at the empty signal grid on the screen, and his face instantly became gloomy.

He asked his partner, Uncle Tom, to buy the satellite phone, saying that it was produced by a military factory.

But this first time it was used, it broke down, which made William very depressed.

"Forget it, let's see where there is food first. I only have a box of frog chocolates left now. ”

Touching his growling belly, William sighed.

Who would have thought that in the morning in London, now they would have to survive in the wilderness on an isolated island.

A strong sea breeze lapped against his body, pulling his thoughts back to reality. William looked at the sky in the distance and watched as the dark clouds above the sky grew thicker and thicker. He secretly said that the storm was coming, and he needed to find a place to shelter from the rain.

The green space above the cliff has not even a single tree except for a few clusters of bushes. If you want to escape the rain, you can only go back to the cave.

William didn't bother with the presence of dead bodies in the cave, he used his dexterous body to quickly climb the rock wall, and soon returned to the cave.

"Come to think of it, there seems to be a wooden boat in the Black Lake, if I get it out, won't I be able to get out of here?"

Looking at the pouring rain outside the cave, William took a bite and stuffed the frog chocolate that tried to break free from his palm. Looking at Dumbledore on the card, he suddenly thought that Harry and Dumbledore had found a boat in the Black Lagoon in order to retrieve Voldemort's Horcruxes.

Thinking of this, William's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed again.

The flashlight is dead, and he needs to craft a torch if he wants to re-enter the cavern.

And now that it was raining outside, and there were no dead branches around, he could only wait for the storm to end.

......