All things are three at Hogwarts

"You-Know-Who makes me sick, even if he kills so many innocent Muggles, he won't even spare the children." Sirius's pale cheeks shook with anger, and a vein on his forehead swelled out, connecting to his temple. A few tendons in his body were twitching, and his whole body was as stiff as a stone.

Sirius had personally experienced those dark years and knew that mysterious people and Death Eaters were killing innocent people indiscriminately, and even some of his cousins ​​were involved, but the densely packed Muggle inferi in front of him refreshed his original knowledge. There were countless Muggles crowding around them. Originally, Sirius didn't care too much about the safety of ordinary Muggles. When he saw reports of missing or murdered people, he subconsciously didn't have any intuitive feelings. He thought those were meaningless numbers, but seeing so many innocent Muggles die now made his scalp numb. The mysterious man was far more ruthless, wanton and killing innocent people than he knew.

Hermione was trembling all over, but it wasn't because of fear. Seeing such a huge number of Muggle inferi, she couldn't help but press her lips together tightly. Infinite sadness spread in her heart, and her fingers pinched into the palm of her hand. , leaving crescent-shaped fingerprints.

These Muggles are so pitiful. Their lives are allowed to be killed and plundered by others. How sad it must be for their families to find no trace of them. Behind every Muggle may be a broken family. Every Muggle may be affected. How much sadness and despair this will bring to the world.

"In the eyes of the mysterious man, the lives of Muggles are so humble. He arbitrarily deprives innocent Muggles of their fragile lives with a high-pressure attitude, and they have no room to resist." She lowered her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, and Hermione brushed the front of her eyes. With a trembling voice, she silently mourned these Muggles who would never have peace even if they passed away.

After hearing the words of Hermione and Sirius, Kreacher's fleshy, pig-like big nose raised upwards, his eyebrows twitched upwards, and his eyes slightly moved to the corners of his sockets, showing a look of disdain and disdain on his face. What's the fuss about prodigal sons and mudbloods? It's an honor for these despicable and dirty Muggles to serve the great wizard. However, they realize that their good master, Master Regulus, has also been dragged down by these despicable things. Becoming an Inferi, Kreacher's eyes wandered over the pale faces, and the brave Master Regulus must take him home.

Allen raised his chin, and his expressionless face looked indifferent. His eyes when looking at the Muggle inferi did not have much emotion, as if they were completely unmoved, but under his robe, his hand was on the staff. He gently rubbed his hand. In fact, he killed many more people in 1066 than the mysterious man in front of him did this thing. But the victims at that time were all adult men, not to mention warrior invaders, and in the process He also deceived himself and turned his head and diverted his gaze, but he didn't look at how the other party died and how the soul was absorbed. Seeing so many innocent Muggle victims' bodies left in the world at such a close distance actually made him sad. His heart was no longer peaceful, and he felt ashamed so he diverted his attention again, just like a senior non-vegetarian animal protection fan behaved when eating meat.

"They surrounded us..." Sirius leaned against the stone basin. As an adult wizard and an elite member of the Order of the Phoenix, he took the lead in clenching the wand in his hand, but his palms were full of beads of sweat. In his current state, , not to mention that it was difficult to deal with, the number of so many Inferi was far beyond his original imagination. These ghosts were constantly climbing ashore. How long would it take to subdue them? The most important thing was that he still had to find them. The remains of his brother.

Sirius, who was so impatient, gritted his teeth and raised his wand to attack, but after taking a look at Allen, who didn't react, he finally calmed down and growled at him: "No matter what you plan to do, it's best to be quick. Some."

As if hearing a signal, the death knights brought by Allen took action before Allen could answer. Lynch strode forward, and all the death knights followed suit and walked towards the Inferi they were facing. The black-toned metal armor collided and rubbed, and the steps were uniform and full of pressure. The neat footsteps suppressed the noise of the inferi.

The death knights wore metal Viking half-dress butterfly visors. The exposed mouths of the visors made an unknown cry. They used the innate ability to attract low-level undead after becoming death knights. The ability of creatures as servants made the out-of-control Inferi obedient again. However, the Inferi came in like a tide. There were so many that the death knight's recruitment order had not had time to take effect on some of the Inferi that were already approaching. , the Inferi stretched out their withered hands, trying to cross them to attack the living wizards.

The stalwart death knights began to be surrounded by a terrifying aura that symbolized death. They did not use the enchanted adamantine weapons they carried with them. Instead, they spread their arms and leaned against them with their giant covered palms. Brutal force pushed these inferi away, but the inferi that were quickly pushed back were pushed back by a large wave of inferi, just like the tide on the beach that repeatedly pushed and retreated, but was killed as The knights controlled more and more Inferi. These controlled Inferi changed their direction and pushed their original companions back into the wave of Inferi.

The controlled Inferi protected the death knights in the middle layer by layer. At first, these death knights still needed to push them by themselves. Later, they no longer needed to do anything and could just command the controlled Inferi. Therefore, They are getting easier and easier to control. During the repeated pushing and pushing, the death knights controlled the rhythm in an orderly manner, and successfully stopped the inferi in place. His cheeks faced the death knights as if he had been summoned, staring at them with hollow, foggy eyes.

Seeing that it was only a matter of time before the situation was completely controlled, Sirius took back the wand he was holding alone. He muttered: "Well, I have to say that sometimes necromancy magic is quite useful... you guys The men are very useful.”

"Magic itself is not good or bad, it's just people who are good or bad." Hermione's concept of magic has been deeply influenced by Allen. "If you use black magic to do good things, you will still do good things, but if you use the Patronus If you do bad things with curses, you are still doing bad things, and the nature of the magic itself will not change. Just pay attention to your own will and don't let them affect your brain."

"Lynch, good job..." Allen was satisfied that his men's performance did not embarrass him, allowing Sirius to develop a sense for this kind of magic. He touched his smooth chin, "Let the extra Inferi line up first." Good team, you subdued the rest."

"I order you! Arrange in order!" Lin Qi waved his huge fist and shouted to the Inferi behind him who were no longer able to participate in the front line.

As soon as the word "I" came out, the rustic Viking accent made his English sound like a strong dialect, which suddenly destroyed the previous majestic momentum. However, following Lynch's order, the death knights The sound of the call sign changed, becoming more vigorous and rhythmic.

The stiff bodies of the Inferi, who were at the front at first but now turned to be the last ones, walked step by step towards the wizards in the center of the platform like puppets being manipulated. They approached one after another from three directions and gradually gathered together to arrange themselves neatly. Form a team.

But Allen wanted to continue to praise a few words but was choked in his throat by the accent of his subordinates. He coughed lightly and ordered directly: "You should focus on practicing your oral English when you go back..."

"Hit!" A death knight with many beards carefully braided on his chin responded loudly. Then he was pushed away from the other side by Lynch, who was running towards the inferi. He kicked him, and his iron boots collided with the death knight's armor. There was a muffled sound, and the death knight staggered and almost fell.

"You coward, I told you to stop talking a long time ago. Let me tell you!" Lin Qi, who has the strongest language talent and is the fastest to learn modern communication languages ​​among the death knights, knows that the accent problems of his fellow Linxiang companions are worse than his own. It was much more serious. He also realized that this would make his master unhappy, so he had already told them not to talk. However, he didn't expect that this guy's brain was not working well because he had been hit by a hammer before he was alive, and he didn't make much progress after he was born. His instructions were forgotten.

The contrast between this strong image and sound, as well as the funny expression on Allen's face at this moment, made Hermione, who had been suppressing her emotions, couldn't help laughing briefly, although she felt that she really shouldn't laugh at others. The accent began to bite again, trying to hold back the tip of the tongue, but as ancient people, their accent sounded too rustic to modern British people...

"Master, I will teach them!" Lynch knew that the accents of these death knights still retained the rustic style of the era thousands of years ago. Looking at Allen's half-smiling look, he quickly expressed his stance.

"You guys go on...Sirius, Hermione, let's take a look at the pendant first..." Allen's pale face was also a little red, and his hand brushed over the stone basin, and the remaining fragments in the stone basin All the venom disappeared, and he immediately picked up the gold locket in the stone basin.