"Where are you going?" Winston looked at the two of them tiredly, his voice weak.

"Go for trouble!" Maybe it's the blessing of anger, which makes Zhang Xiaolin look more energetic now.

"Looking for trouble?" Winston was stunned, his gaze went over the two of them and landed on the two coffins, and for a moment, he understood what had happened.

Sirius commanded that all wizards affected by amnesia must be paired in pairs, in order to prevent one from forgetting something important, such as how to walk, how to breathe, etc., and the other person could remind the other.

I didn't expect that the two would have an accident at the same time.

"Let's go to the meeting first." He said.

"Regarding the physical examination in the morning, I need to report it."

After saying that, he turned his head and walked away, looking a little indifferent.

In the cold aisle, the metal surface reflected a mottled figure, and he was hunched over, a mechanical prosthetic leg leaning against the wall, moving weakly.

He was tired – not that he was apathetic, but that he really didn't have the strength and energy to do anything else. For example, burying the two coffins, or continuing to persuade Zhang Xiaolin and Basil not to leave the Camelot now.

When people are extremely tired, they don't even bother to show their emotions.

Anger – remorse – fear.

The generation of these emotions requires energy, and now, he is tired and has only one emotion, and that is indifference.

Because indifference is the most effort-saving.

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The two people in front of the improvised coffin were silent, watching Winston move away step by step.

That figure instantly diluted the anger in Miss Zhang's heart.

For the first time, instead of being willful, she dragged Mr. Basil with her.

Even if nothing comes from the discussion, it is a simple life, and sitting there is a kind of spiritual comfort for others.

Ship meeting room.

A few people were sitting at a large round table.

It was a round table made of English oak, carved with a story of the Knights of the Round Table.

The entire room is also decorated in the style of the Camelot era.

The flag of the Federation hung calmly from the ceiling.

Sirius was staring at the flag.

It wasn't until Winston sat down and slammed the table on the table that the attention of the wizards present was grabbed.

"Why are there two missing?"

Perhaps it was because of the Occlumency's resistance to amnesia, Sirius seemed to be more energetic than the others, and except for the tiredness that lingered between his eyebrows, he could not be seen to be affected by amnesia.

"Dead." Winston said flatly.

Sirius's expression froze, and a little pain immediately appeared.

I opened my mouth, not knowing what to say.

Winston, on the other hand, did not give him time to continue his grief, and after Miss Zhang and Mr. Basil were seated, he spoke bluntly, "Of the seventeen people on the ship, except for three who were unaffected, and Lynn and Basil returned late, we have already checked the rest. ”

The crowd was silent in response, and they didn't have much strength to talk.

"Judging by the results of the test so far."

"We are close to the symptoms of a victim who suffered from a magical creature that ravaged the European continent a few years ago."

"It's called the Dead."

"According to records from magical hospitals around the world, any wizard or Muggle who has been attacked by a dead person will suffer from severe fatigue, memory loss, anemia, and incapacitation."

"It's the same symptoms we're currently experiencing."

Winston paused, not giving everyone a chance to ask questions, and continued: "The dead on the European continent have not been completely eliminated, and there are too few wizards who have mastered the Divine Fire of Gublai, not one in a thousand miles. In the spring of '94, as if it were some kind of natural monsoon, they all withdrew to the island of Samothrace for unknown reasons. ”

"Maybe there's this creature on this island, or something like that, but we haven't found it."

Winston paused, his gaze on Sirius, he had all he had to say.

And as the commander of everyone, Sirius immediately frowned, he knew better, in the spring of ninety-four, the Dead were defeated because of the great battle in the Forbidden Forest, Owen found a way to kill the Dead completely, he taught Dumbledore that way, with Dumbledore's several great victories in Europe, that creature seemed to be really intelligent, and then all returned to the island of Samothrace.

Damn it!

Sirius's face was gloomy again.

After the dead retreated to Samothrace, the wizards let their guard down again, the way to kill them completely, he did not know the way to kill them completely, after all, he had never encountered that creature again, as a witness, he knew that Owen was the dead born who had been defeated with the Patronus Charm - but it was not a simple Patronus Charm, otherwise the other wizards would have discovered the mystery long ago.

"Whew-" He took a deep breath, his gaze became tough again, he should have taken that kid with him, he has a lot of ideas, and he will definitely be able to see through the truth of this strange realm.

After the giant's Sky Island, Sirius has an inexplicable trust in Owen, perhaps because he has brought too many miracles to the world!

"It's just your guess, is there any evidence?" He said.

"If it's the Dead - almost everyone here has seen that creature, it's impossible not to recognize it, and the truth is that we haven't been attacked in any way."

"What if it's not a creature that attacks us?" Winston suddenly spoke, "Yes, in the morning I searched the memories of many of us for the past two days, and found nothing, which makes me have to infer if the attack was not man-made or some kind of biological or disease. It's—"

"But what about this whole realm?"

"The whole Limbo?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes couldn't help but widen and their faces were shocked.

"Is this possible?"

"If it's the entire Limpur, then why didn't the three of them get hit?"

"It's illogical! And the bishop on the island seemed to be very conscious, if the attack of the Shimmer was indiscriminate, then why could he still keep his head up? ”

"It's unbelievable, there's never been anything like this in the wizarding world."

All of a sudden, all kinds of opposition voices rose one after another, and everyone took out their last strength to justify.

After all - the whole world is against itself, and this is unbelievable just to hear.

"If the whole of the Shash were to attack us, there was a possibility—" said Mr. Basil, who had not spoken all along, "morning."

As he spoke, he told everything he had heard and seen when he met the bishop in the morning.

"Now that I think about it—the corpse was decomposing so fast, and it was dry, like melted wax, collapsing. It was as if the roots of the earth, or that willow tree, had 'absorbed' her body. ”

"If what Winston says is any chance, then the trees are like the dead, absorbing the soul and flesh of man."

"But how do you explain that Janas and they didn't have anything to do?" The same objection was raised by the wizard before.

"Could it be that the Void Realm eats people and the meat is still tender?" Beside the man, another wizard joked that because the three Janas were the youngest in the room, with an average age of only nineteen, they had just graduated from magic school, and their main job was to take care of the simple maintenance of the Camelot and not go into battle, so Sirius would take them with him.

"Huh." There was a sneer around him.

Apparently no one believed much in Winston and Basil's words.

Sirius, on the other hand, was not paying attention to Winston or Basil at this time, and his gray eyes were all on Miss Zhang.

She was tugging at the silver earring in her right ear with some distress.

And every time she pressed and rubbed the earrings, her hair would change color, switching back and forth between black and silver all the time.

Like Tonks - but it's clear that her hair color can't be changed on her own terms, but relies on earrings.

There should have been another one—Sirius looked into her left ear, and he had seen another one yesterday.

Of course – earrings don't matter.

It's the silver hair that counts!

After all that had happened, he was already having a stress reaction to his silver hair.

Silver Hair - means that this person may be entangled with the Outer Gods, and combined with her previous display of powerful magical abilities, this allows him to automatically skip the possibility of genetics.

Miss Zhang was angry. She simply took off the only earring, the iron armor spell applied to it has failed, and the illusion spell is now ineffective, continue to wear it, she is still tired!

"How?" When she put away her earrings and looked up again, she met Sirius's gaze.

"Your hair—"

"Hair?" Miss Zhang was stunned, "Is silver rare in the original hair color?" So curious? ”

"It's rare—" Sirius said noncommittally, "by the way, I've never known you, and you're a professor at such a young age, so your parents must be famous wizards." ”

“？？？” Zhang Xiaolin narrowed her eyes and showed a strange look on her face - when has this been, and are you still in the mood to understand this?

However, she didn't refute his face, and after a pause, she spoke, "I don't have parents, I was adopted by Taixue's master, and I have been staying in Taixue since I can remember.

The master said, I am a Xuanniao, born without a father and mother-hehe-I think that old guy must be talking nonsense, he just wants to take the opportunity to trample on the other two academies - when I was a child, as long as it was a summer vacation, there was nothing to do, he would take me to Kunlun Xuhe Jixia School Palace.

Every time I see the two Academy's - well- headmasters, the master will show off with a look of vigour

This monk, hahaha, is a magician. Come on, baby, turn the stone you just learned to drop into a tiger, send a hair, and take a look. ”

“.”

"I don't know what to show off-" Miss Zhang rubbed her brows, and the corners of her mouth raised a smile, as if she remembered the past, the happiness of her youth.

"Hmm-" Sirius was secretly frightened, and sure enough, the girl in front of her was most likely the one chosen by some god.

But—compared to Koyatl, she didn't seem to have been bewitched by the Outer Gods, and perhaps the ancient land had magic they had never seen before that could withstand the spiritual invasion of the Outer Gods?

Sirius, who pondered for a moment, had no idea, suddenly spoke, "Can you cast the Patronus Charm?" ”

He stared at Miss Zhang, recalling in his mind the scene where Owen used the Patronus Charm to dispel the dead, if this girl was also the chosen person of the gods, maybe she could discover some hidden things on her own that ordinary people couldn't see?

"Patronus Charm?"

Zhang Xiaolin waved the folding fan without saying anything, and a silver mist was spit out, and then a divine bird with a shape like a swallow, crying like a murmur, and a divine bird with slender tail feathers spread its wings and flew high.

It soared over the conference room, circled a few times, and landed in the center of the round table.

The crowd put an end to the endless arguments, and their minds were distracted, and their attention fell on the 'swallow'.

"What do you see? What did you find? Sirius hurriedly asked.

"See?" The girl looked at him suspiciously, what else could she see, see your miserable white by the silver light?

But just as she was about to speak—suddenly—her eyes widened.

Rub yourself up from your chair.

"How?" Sirius beamed, and sure enough, what did she find?

"This is—" The girl's black eyes gradually replaced by turquoise, and in her vision, most of the people present had some kind of black gas hovering above their heads, the black gas was not condensed, but it seemed to be vaguely visible that it was some kind of primate, and they were entrenched in the heads of everyone, constantly absorbing something silver.

Zhang Xiaolin felt a chill, and goosebumps arose all over her body.

The next moment, her folding fan swung violently, and the Xuanniao on the round table spread its wings and flew high, like a silver sword, directly piercing the black qi above Sirius's head.

"Huh?"

The Patronus pierces through the black qi, but the black qi does not disappear.

Soon it solidified again, and even made some kind of provocative gesture to her.

This angered this authentic Guanzhong person.

She has a violent temper, she can spit fragrant mouth, and chase and kill them for hundreds of kilometers with the South American shaman who scolded them for three days in a row.

Not a person who swallows his anger at all!

Immediately, Zhang Xiaolin once again controlled his patron saint, the silver Xuanniao, suddenly had more red light, which contained the angry emotions of the master.

This time, the silver sword pierced through the black mist, which was like water falling into boiling oil, and the whole thing boiled.

Then it became more and more sluggish, and Miss Zhang attacked a few more times, and the black fog above Sirius's head suddenly completely dissipated.

"Humph! The little thing dares to give the middle finger to the old lady, I will let your soul fly away! ”

Miss Zhang clenched her fists, raised her head arrogantly, showed disdain, and let out a soft snort in her nose.

Xuanniao landed on her shoulder, she didn't know if there was such a black gas entrenched on the top of her head, anyway, she walked through it a few times first.

On the other side—the moment the black gas dissipated, Sirius seemed to be reborn—and the feeling was like carrying a hundred pounds of stone on his shoulder, and now he finally let go.

Then he immediately examined his memories of the past two days to see if there was anything he had forgotten.

Soon he noticed something was wrong.

"Huh?" Sirius frowned slightly, "I forgot—the life memories of those townsfolk and bishops that the Dementor had captured?" ”

(End of chapter)