Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 174

The train continues westward,

It soon entered the northern part of Scotland, where the economy was quite depressed at this time.

The city is rarely seen outside.

Mostly farms and ranches.

He Gang was a little restless. He increasingly thought that the world might not be as clean as it seemed. Although strange things had not actually happened to him, they could be clearly perceived.

There is also the feeling of being spied upon not long after coming to this world.

It feels weird.

You should know that the river port does not have any special skills or talents such as super senses, and the perception of danger should not be so strong.

But the feeling of being spied on is like a chattering fly that has been lingering around the ear.

Disgusting.

Disturbing.

After eating their snacks, the two chubby guys hugged their cats and began to sleep soundly. Far away, along the railroad track, about a few miles away, they were floating scattered and wearing cotton wool. A slender, dark figure in a long robe.

That's a dementor.

They appear in swarms on the edge of the wizard's realm.

After the Ministry of Magic fell and was controlled by the Death Eaters, these strange creatures who lived on fear and despair defected to Voldemort and became the vanguard of his men.

You know, dementors are not a good thing.

They suck not only the souls of wizards, but Muggles as well.

No one knows how they work, or what kind of face they have beneath their cloaks.

It's not far from Hogwarts.

Those dementors dare not get too close to this train.

The sound of young people playing and playing, and the noise of cats or owls entangled and fighting could be heard one after another in the corridor.

The door of the box was suddenly opened from the outside.

Someone came in.

Two tall, lanky men, one of whom didn't know it but had pus all over his face, and within those pustules something was wriggling in a disgusting way.

The other one was not much better. His right eye seemed to be missing, leaving only a hollow eye socket, with a snake's tail with a sucker protruding from the eye socket.

Is this human?

He Gang thought he had made considerable psychological preparations, but he did not expect that some wizards in the wizarding world looked so inhuman.

Even if they are poor babies covered with genetic diseases who were born in close relatives, they shouldn't look like this, right?
"a Chinese?"

The man on the left with abscesses on his face spoke in a hoarse and terrifying voice. When he saw He Gang, he was obviously taken aback for a moment, then his face changed suddenly, and he showed a strange smile. He said,

"There are wizards in China too?"

He stuck out his tongue, which was actually covered with fine barbs.

wrong.

He Gang glanced at the two fat boys who had been woken up.

Although there was fear of these two men in their eyes, there was absolutely no anxiety or nausea in their eyes!

what's the situation?
Are all wizarding kids this brave?

"Professor Amycus, Ms. Alecto, nice to meet you."

The little fat man who had a pleasant chat with He Gang just now said hello to these two weird guys, but his voice was trembling and he even shrank back slightly inconspicuously.

Miss Alecto? !
He Gang frowned, and sure enough, he found some characteristics of a woman in the guy who lost his right eye.

"Two little wizards from the Girardi family...you better hope you get to school before curfew, or..."

Alecto let out a frightening laugh, and the snake tail drilled out of the empty eye sockets slowly and strangely forked, revealing a small human head wrapped inside.

He Gang's scalp was numb.

The hell...

It can't be human!
But why didn't the two little fat guys respond?

"What are you guys..."

He Gang's voice was very low, and he wasn't ready to do anything yet.

He suddenly had some guesses.

No...Only in my own eyes, these two wizards with weird shapes are so inhuman, right?
But what is going on?

Why is there a strong dirty painting style lingering?
"Keep an eye on your friends, the Chinese don't have wizarding schools."

Amycus sternly growled at the two little fat guys, then showed He Gang his wand cryptically, made a silent threat, turned and left the box.

"Two weird guys..."

"Sir, don't say that, the Carlo brothers and sisters have good ears..."

Michele Girardi reminded He Gang in a low voice.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, he said:
"It was a brother and sister, Amycus Carrow, who is now the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts, and would often have students cast the Cruciatus Curse on other students. Alecto Carrow is the new Muggle Studies A school teacher, like her brother, has a penchant for torturing students with the Cruciatus Curse."

"Those two professors from Hogwarts just now?"

He Gang pouted,

"It's hard to imagine... Is there anything weird about them in your eyes?"

"Yes, he is ugly and helpless, and more evil than anyone else. He likes to torture Muggle-born students the most, and he uses all kinds of methods."

A little fat man cursed fiercely in a low voice,
"The thing that gives birth to a child without skin swallows."

"Uh, you didn't understand me, I mean, is there any difference between their appearance and ordinary people?"

"Probably because you are Chinese, sir. I heard that there are slight differences in appearance perception between different races. Although the brothers and sisters are evil, they still look like ordinary people."

"Fine……"

He Gang understood.

In other words, in the eyes of ordinary people, the Carlo brothers and sisters are actually the same, except that they are a little ugly.

And this ugliness is probably caused by their subjective factors, rather than really being objectively ugly.

But why...they look like that in my eyes?

He Gang frowned more and more.

Is it because...we are in a different world?

But he and Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic a few days ago. At that time, no less than a hundred Death Eaters gathered in the entire hall, as well as Voldemort, the most powerful man among the Death Eaters.

At least on the surface, although Voldemort's appearance is a little more terrifying than ordinary people, it is not so dirty.

It seems...the only way to observe is to go to Hogwarts first.

The scenery on both sides of the train had begun to gradually dim.

This is northern Scotland.

It was less than half an hour away from Hogwarts.

One after another, wizards loyal to Voldemort and the Death Eaters began to board the train for inspection.

The Death Eaters put a reward on Harry Potter, and many desperadoes are hunting him down.

(End of this chapter)