[Zhongyingmei] Observation diary of male gods

"What did you bring a white boy here for?" The cool black sister was doing her hair, and she almost gave Queenie a blank stare when she brought a white boy.

Seeing the hostile looks from the women present, Hubert coughed and said, "Hey, I'm looking for some mysterious potions or rare herbs."

"Huh?" Voodoo Queen Mary suddenly had a playful smile on her face after looking at Hubert for a while, "Boy, you are very interesting..."

"?"What's the meaning?

"You have the blessing of the ancestor of the witch." The voodoo queen explained directly without making any detours. You must know that very few white people are blessed by the ancestor of the witch.

"What's that?" Wei Mao had a feeling of ignorance.

After hearing what the ancestor Wu was, Hubert felt that the world was even more mysterious. Then Voldemort wanted to live forever. It turned out that he had been going in the wrong direction. If he came to find this person earlier, it would be over and save himself. The people who get it are neither human nor ghost.

The most frightening thing is that his elder sister is an African witch, but she has a family background, so it's not a thing to have a status as an elder sister who suddenly becomes tall and swollen.

Hubert has always known that his elder sister is special, but he didn't expect it to be so special. He can live forever if he wants, but he thinks that his elder sister would not do this. Don't ask him why he is so sure, he just knows, this is called a man's intuition.

Because some medicines could not be prepared immediately, Hubert decided to wait a few days before flying back.

They lived in a witch school that night. Compared with Hogwarts, the students here are pitifully few and older. You must know that they are 11 years old when they go to Hogwarts, and the new student is already [-] years old. .

Early the next morning, Hubert noticed that there was an extra person in the house, a chubby old woman. If he guessed correctly, she should be the lady who had been buried underground for many years.

Did he remember it wrong?

Hubert was very suspicious of his previous memory, but it had nothing to do with him. Although this old woman was a slave owner in the past, in the past so many years, apart from being immortal, she was basically a scum with a combat value of minus five.

Women can never live in peace, like these witches.

Because Harry and Hermione represented the wizarding community in Britain, the witches on the American side also sent their highest group, but who would tell him what the hell was with those two men and women among the witches?

What about only witches?

And being neither male nor female really hurts the eyes. Although the other party thinks he is fashionable, he really feels that he is getting farther and farther away from the fashion industry.

"When are you leaving?" Hubert decided to ask Sherlock, after all he wanted to catch someone else's plane.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Sherlock raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer someone's question directly.

"No, the things I bought are not ready yet, and it may take two days, so just ask to see if I can catch the plane." Hubert said shamelessly, since everyone is so familiar anyway.

"..." Sherlock reluctantly suppressed the throbbing veins on his head, really wanting to kill this guy!

"What are you talking about?" Harry heard the two talking and came over curiously.

Sherlock turned his head and said, "I want to go home!"

"Huh? Why do you want to go home all of a sudden?" Harry was dumbfounded. He still wanted to stay in the United States for a while.

"There's no way to stay in this damn place." Especially in a place like Hubert, there's no way to stay any longer!

"Basically everything that needs to be negotiated is over. It is indeed possible to go back, but it is too late now." Harry glanced at Hubert, why did you provoke him?

"That's it! Let's go tomorrow!" Sherlock said immediately.

Dare you be more childish?

Hubert didn't eat anything that night, mainly because he was not at ease with the fat woman. This kind of food has been buried in the ground for decades, so it is estimated that her psychology will not be too normal. He dare not touch the food she made.

As for Sherlock, even if he directly dislikes this kind of pig food, he has the nerve to bring it up, and he doesn't want to touch it at all.

"What's that outside?" Sherlock was standing at the window, with sharp eyes, he quickly saw several figures appearing on the grass outside the window, and there were more and more rhythms.

"Looks like a human figure?" Hubert leaned over and found that the dangling thing seemed to be a human being.

"How is it possible? How can there be people in the yard at this time? Aren't they all here?" The owner of the house is not happy. Breaking into a house?Or break into the house of a group of wizards?

"Wow! What is that!"

I go!

Hubert's eyes widened. It doesn't matter if there are wizards and supermen in this world, why are there even zombies coming out! ! !

Is this the rhythm of Resident Evil?Can you still have fun!

"This is a curse. Someone brought back the dead." Fiona narrowed her eyes dangerously and said with a bad expression.

"Won't you become like them if you get bitten?" Hubert swallowed, remembering the horror of the biohazard, and asked subconsciously.

"Of course not, you'll die if you're bitten." The other party gave Hubert an expression of thinking too much.

Hubert was obviously relieved. After all, he was just a dead person, and it would not be contagious like Resident Evil. He was afraid of a ball!

Just now I was taken aback by those slow-moving, dangling zombies. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is such a plot in the TV series that I watched in my previous life. It seems that I was resurrected by the voodoo queen?

Even if you resent that fat lady, you don't need to bring a whole room of people to be buried with you, right?

What's more, how despised wizards are!

There are only so few zombies, what can they do?

"These dead people are so shabby, they are not as good as Inferi." Hermione said with disgust.

Is now the time to say this?

"Why don't you say they are not as good as Voldemort..." Hubert retorted very weakly.

"No, Voldemort is too ugly, he has no nose." After taking a closer look, Harry said that Voldemort really has no good looks.

"..." Hubert said that he didn't want to recall Voldemort's face very much. "What should we do now, go out and kill them?"

"Catch alive! These are of great research value." Sherlock is very scholarly, and he still wants to capture those dead people who can move.

Fiona was speechless, she really didn't want to educate these ignorant guys, "Don't even think about it, these are not moving by themselves, but are being moved by a mysterious force, even if they are captured alive, there is no research value."

"Forget it, these are too hurtful to the eyes, let's kill them all." Sherlock waved his hand, suddenly lost energy, it was really boring.

Do you dare to be more ruthless and unreasonable?

"What are you waiting for!" Hubert felt that at this time, the wizards should use some residual energy. After all, this is also the headquarters of American wizards. When he turned his head, he found that they all fell on the floor or chairs. "What are you doing?" gone?"

This style of painting is wrong...

"I... I don't have the strength..." Hermione said dizzily.

Harry only felt his hands and feet go weak, "Me too..."

"Dish, there is a problem with the food..." At this time, everyone realized that there was a problem with the dinner!Everyone stared at a certain fat woman, "Fat woman! You hurt us!"

A strange and distorted smile appeared on the face of the fat woman who administered the drug, "Who, who told you to eat it yourself."

"Stupid women, paralyzed them, who will solve those things outside." Sherlock was speechless for a while, he had never seen such a stupid one before.

"I...I'm not a stupid woman! I'm..." The fat woman wanted to refute but was interrupted by Sherlock.

Someone took out a gun, roughly counted the figures outside, frowned and said, "I don't care who you are, I only brought a gun, I don't know if I can get rid of them."

"Ordinary weapons can't kill them..." Fiona, who was lying on the chair, gasped.

"Then what should we do? Is your house strong enough?" Hubert began to wonder if he could find a good weapon.

"I think they won't be able to come in for the time being... just wait until dawn." The fat woman said with some fear, she was just an ordinary woman, except that she was immortal.

"Wait until dawn, the day lily will be cold." Sherlock and Hubert said in unison, who knows what those active dead people want to do, maybe they want to eat human flesh.

"Kitchen!!" The fat woman screamed suddenly, her terrified expression made everyone stare at her face.

"What's wrong with the kitchen?" Hubert had a bad feeling, wouldn't it be what he thought?

"The kitchen door is open, it's open!" The fat woman yelled directly without caring about anything else.

"!" Everyone's expressions were in a state of astonishment, this is the rhythm of courting death!

"Hurry up and close the door!" Hubert was the first to react, and with a shout, he began to run with ease, joking that he and Sherlock were the only ones present at the scene who were able to move, and directly ignored a certain culprit.

If they were rushed in by those things, they would really be finished, because those were not zombies, and Hubert was not very sure that he could kill them.

When Hubert ran into the kitchen, a dead person had already walked in. He couldn't describe the first thing he saw when he saw the thing. Anyway, it was a little disgusting, and he didn't know how many years it had been buried in the ground and crawled out.

He subconsciously kicked up and kicked directly, and saw the dead man in the tattered skirt, like a broken doll, flying out of the kitchen door along that parabola, and then scattered all over the ground.

Break up, really fall apart?

When did he become so cruel?

Could it be that the small universe exploded because of being nervous just now?

Hubert was a little unbelievable, and wanted to go over to have a look, but he saw a few more dead people swaying not far away. He quickly closed the heavy kitchen door to keep the dead people out.