hogwarts shady

Bach endured nausea and unzipped the body bag, quickly zipped it up, and vomited while holding on to the corner.

Within ten days, the body had begun to decompose.

Ryan didn't plan to watch. He was very self-aware of his own mental capacity.

Perhaps hearing the sound of Bach vomiting, a woman came out of a room.

She was very thin, with thick dark circles under her eyes, bags under her eyes, redness around her eyes, and a hint of nasality in her breathing.

Having cried recently, Ryan made a mental judgment.

"Hello." The woman showed a heart-wrenching smile, as if she was about to cry. "Are you also here to collect the bodies of your family members?"

Bach glanced at Valerie and she nodded.

"It's so good." She covered her mouth and let out a whimper, "It's so good that so many people care."

She bit her lip and sobbed a few times before saying: "Hello, I am Thomson Irving's wife, Miranda Irving... I'm sorry... I can't control my emotions. My husband just passed away."

Lane remembered the name. He was also a victim of the mining accident.

"He is a strong person... I followed him four years ago..." Miranda Owen said intermittently, "My parents opposed it, but all the difficulties were slowly overcome... In the past few years, my life has gradually improved. I hope...but who-who could have thought..."

At this point, she was sobbing.

Mrs. Valerie comforted her with a few words. Miranda's emotions were obviously extremely fragile. She just wanted to find someone to talk to about her bitterness and tell her entire experience.

It turns out that she is a local girl. Her family background is not very good, but she has some savings.But she still fell in love with the migrant workers from other places.Life was getting better and better with the efforts of the two of them, and they had a child, but unfortunately, a sudden disaster destroyed everything.

Without the backbone of her family, and her parents having prejudices against herself and their children, Miranda only felt that her future life would be gloomy.

"You should file compensation with the mining company." Valerie couldn't help but say that Miranda's story was heartbreaking.

"It's useless..." Miranda laughed sadly, "Even if we compensate, how much can we get? Besides, I know in my heart that the company didn't have much fault in this accident, and the court will only give a symbolic verdict. Some humanitarian aid.”

She pointed to several houses around her: "The families of these people have already sued the company in Cornwall. But what reasons do they have? Is it pneumoconiosis? The hospital has not yet found the root cause of the disease. , the miners' protection is in place... I think this may be God's punishment for us..."

When she said this, Betsy had already returned with a shabby priest carrying a thin coffin.

"This is the best coffin I can find." Betsy smiled and rubbed her hands.

Bach said nothing and gave her the cost of the coffin and an extra twenty pounds as a tip.

Betsy happily pocketed the tip, unaffected by the atmosphere.

Bach sighed softly and then said to the priest: "Please take us to the cemetery."

The priest, whose monk's uniform had been starched and turned white, nodded. He held the cross on his chest, read a few eulogies, turned around and led the way.

Betsy stuffed the bag with Yule into the coffin, put it on her back, and followed the priest.

Valerie held Miranda's hand apologetically and said hello, then hurriedly fled amid the sobs of the unfortunate woman.

The entire mine exuded an extremely depressing atmosphere, and Valerie just wanted to bury Yule as soon as possible and return to her cozy cabin in Windsor.

While walking through a forest, Ryan saw a strange forest cabin. It seemed to be made up of several completely different styles of buildings, standing there in complete violation of the rules of physics.

The pastor and Betsy walked straight past the door of the house as if they had not seen the building at all.

Ryan saw a plump, silver-haired young woman wearing strange clothes standing at the door, with a strange thing like a fish tank upside down on her head. She noticed that Ryan was looking here, and immediately showed a big smile and nodded to him. nodded.

Ryan nodded in return. This was obviously the wizard's house.

"Is there anything there?" Bach asked in a low voice. He knew that his son could see things that ordinary people could not.

"It's a wizard's residence, and there should be Muggle shielding spells around it."

Ryan replied, and he saw the window on the second floor suddenly open, and a silver-haired girl leaned out of the room.

"It's a wizarding family." Ryan added. He retracted his gaze and followed the priest in front with his parents.

He had no intention of making friends. Although this family was a wizard family living near a Muggle village, no one was sure that these wizards must be pro-Muggles. It would not be good to visit them rashly.

After leaving the woods, what appeared in front of Ryan was a barren hill. A low wooden fence surrounded an area as a cemetery. The black paint sprayed on the wooden fence had long been mottled and even broken in many places. , wild dogs and wild cats can easily sneak in.

Small graves are scattered in the cemetery in a mess. Only a few have stone tablets tilted on their sides. Most of the others have wooden signs randomly inserted to indicate who died here. There are many wooden signs. They were all rotten and covered with dust and bird droppings.

Of course, more of the graves had no names, and Ryan could even see some faint bones under the soil.

It's almost like - no, it's a mass grave.

The pastor invited an old man from a drafty hut at the end of the fence. The wrinkles on his face were full of the hardships of life.

"He is the only stone carver here and the gravekeeper of this cemetery." The pastor introduced.

The old man's eyes shone with a shrewd light that belied his age. He thumped his waist and spoke slowly: "What kind of tombstone do you want?"

This sounded unlucky, and Bach frowned.

"As you can see, I have stone ones here - no one has used them for several years, and wooden ones - which are of course very cheap, or nothing at all. I only charge a small site fee, and there is no renewal fee. It's a good deal, right? ?”

Bach didn't plan to talk too much to this crazy old man, so he just spent money to buy a stone one.

"Give me your name. You have to wait for a while and I will carve the tombstone." The old man turned his back and walked towards the house. "During this time, you can walk around - if you don't mind."

Bach and his wife looked at each other and smiled helplessly.

The pastor and Betsy worked together to shovel a pit and put Yule's coffin into it.

Soon, a new small grave bag appeared.

The pastor stood at the grave, took out a yellowed Bible from the small bag he carried with him, and spoke in a solemn tone:

“May the Lord forgive you for all your sins.

“May your soul return to the arms of the Lord.

"May your soul rest in peace in heaven..."

Ryan didn't intend to listen any more. According to his habit in his previous life, he observed silence for three minutes and then looked away.

At this time, Ryan saw the silver-haired little girl from the wizard family waving to him at the end of the woods.