Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"...So, what I want, let me get it myself!"

Seeing that the man in the Muggle coat didn't seem to want to say anything, Maca spread his hands and walked forward.

This man looked like the leader of the group, and from the memory of the previous Mr. Smith, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Maca believes that a more comprehensive answer may be obtained from his head.

However, most of this man doesn't like to be read through his memories at will... Yes!If you have to say it, who would like this kind of thing?

After walking two steps forward, Maca immediately saw that the other party pointed the wand in his hand at him, and then a powerful spell beam shot straight toward him.

"Oh!"

As Maca stretched out his hand, the curse suddenly burst out in front of him as if it had hit an invisible wall.

In the next moment, Maca grabbed and pulled the protruding hand back.

It can be seen that the magic wand pointed directly at him seemed to be tied up by an invisible thread, and was suddenly pulled into his hand by Maca.

"Seriously, I don't want to hurt anyone at all. I just want to find out if the organization behind you will affect my life." He held the other party's wand and spread his hand. "If the answer is'No Yes', I don’t bother to care about what mess you are doing..."

While talking, Maca suddenly waved his hand.

"Ah, sorry! I've been upset recently, this feeling always makes people's mind simple..." He sighed, "Yes! How could the answer be'no'? You are related to that alchemist, So from the moment that bald head appeared in front of me, you will definitely set foot in my life."

At this point, Maca snapped the wand in his hand with a "click", and then threw it at his feet.

"Stop tossing, let me take a look, then where do you want to go?" He looked at the other party and said loudly, "Really, it makes me look like a villain in a movie!"

In fact, Maca really didn't understand the actions of their group.

These people are well-trained and decisive, and the purpose of the action is actually quite clear-to find a way to go to Azkaban through the door under the Ministry of Magic.

As for whether you want to go to jail or ask questions, this is still uncertain!

But what puzzled Maca the most was that apart from performing tasks, these guys did not show any violent tendencies like the Dark Wizard from beginning to end.

It doesn't matter whether they are strictly disciplined or restricted by others, or even just because they don't want to cause more troubles in the British magical world.

But just as the fragments in Smith's memory showed Maca, these people were calm and self-disciplined like ordinary people in every detail, which made Maca puzzled.

"……come on!"

Maca walked up to the opponent, just about to reach out his hand to control him, only to see a flash of determination in the opponent's eyes.And in the next moment, a wave of violent magical power like boiling magma spread from the opponent's body.

"Don't...near...I..."

"Well?"

Maca suddenly discovered that the body of this guy in front of him seemed to be undergoing a certain change.

Under that coat, his entire body's muscles seemed to be trembling closely, and his shoulders, chest, arms, and thighs began to swell everywhere.

"Animagus deformed?"

After a short glance, Maca suddenly stretched out his hand and waved, an extremely powerful floating spell lifted the opponent's whole person off the ground.

Even if it was a rare ability, he didn't have the habit of letting the enemy show it in front of him.

For Maca, this is a good time to read the mind-because this guy's expression is very hideous, his eyes are also very big!

The next moment, Asaph, who was forcibly lifted into the air, finally had to look at each other with Maca.

But just a few seconds later, Maca frowned and threw the guy back to the ground.

"what happened?"

In just a few short seconds, what Maca saw was just a large vague memory scene.It seemed like... This man was forcing himself to forget everything in the past.

But Maca knew that this was impossible—just now there was no sign of using the Forgotten Curse.

But when Maca was still staring at the guy on the ground, he found that the other party was still swelling and getting bigger.Soon, the opponent's muscles became more and more muscular, which broke through the clothes and exposed to the air.

This scene doesn't actually make Maca feel bizarre, because some wizards with larger Animagus forms will always have this situation when they are deformed.

But Maca didn't think that this was a kind of Animagus transformation-this guy's transformation process was a bit long, and his body seemed...a bit too big?

"Roar--"

Suddenly, a roar sounded from the opponent's throat. At this time, Asaph had already become nearly three times the size of ordinary people.If you want to say what he looks like now, you can only say that this is...

"Forgot Hulk who painted himself?" Maca tilted his head and muttered to himself subconsciously.

But then, what responded to him was a fierce fist!

"Oh!"

Maca's reaction was quick, and his speed was even faster.A huge fist swiftly passed in front of him suddenly, bringing up a strong air current, and plucking the tip of his forehead.

But other than that, the sudden attack didn't affect him anymore.

"The fist is very heavy, the strength is so much... and the shot speed is very fast..."

As he pondered, Maca also waved his right hand, and a strong coma spell accurately hit the opponent's strong chest.

But after taking the blow head-on, the man who suddenly became extremely strong did not even take a half step back.No, not only that, that guy actually sprinted straight to Maca!

"boom!"

This was the sound made by the opponent cracking the floor, as heavy as a giant beating the ground.

It is a pity that physical strength alone cannot pose any threat to Maca, because Maca can reach much faster than him.

I saw Maca suddenly smashed the window and jumped out, and the sturdy guy broke through the wall immediately, as easily as a child was pushing away the building blocks.

Before long, the two sides chased each other on the broad grass outside the mansion.

"Oh, this owner seems to be the head of the key office?"

While observing the other party, Maca took the time to take a look at the third floor of the house. Behind a few windows, there are obviously some spectators who appreciate the farce.

"I can only hope that he can get a signed document about compensation from Scrimgeour..."

The reason why Maca is still so leisurely here is mostly because he needs to distract himself a little.Because he felt that he seemed to have found some surprising doubts in the "big man" behind him.

In fact, it can be seen from the opponent's appearance that the guy still maintains a human-like body structure.If it's just the size, an expansion spell can achieve a similar effect.

But if judging from the overall strength of that guy, there is only one similar creature, Maca, who has seen it-that is the giant!

Yes, even the giant's close relative, the Giant Monster, could not take on Maca Shicai's coma spell unscathed.

And to complete such an amazing transformation...like Animagus, who can only become a non-magical species, it can almost be ruled out.

With such a step-by-step confirmation, there are fewer and fewer possibilities for Maca to think of.But unfortunately, he tried to guess something from this ability.

Maca still knows nothing about the mysterious organization behind the opponent, so he must try his best to grasp everything that may become a clue.

Fortunately, as the possibilities are dwindling, his thinking has also become clearer.

"...Could it be that a wizard can really transform into a giant?"

...

While Maca was taking a big guy and happily "walking" on a certain piece of grass, a very ordinary civilian airliner was slowly slowing down and landing on the runway of London City Airport.

It didn't take long for the plane to stop steadily, and a black car was seen driving straight to a position not far from the plane.

Immediately, four men in suits opened the door of the car and got out of the car.

"You are waiting here, I will pick up the boss."

After one of them said this, the other three nodded immediately, leaning in the car and waiting quietly.

As for the one who spoke, he immediately turned around and hurried towards the gangway of the plane.

At this moment, all the passengers on the airliner happened to be walking down, but saw that the man in the suit shook his sleeves slightly, and a magic wand slipped into his hand immediately.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it slightly, and saw that the passengers immediately seemed to remember something, and hurriedly rushed to the departure gate of the airport.

On the contrary, the man stepped on the steps of the gangway and walked back to the plane.

After a while, the other three people who were leaning on the car suddenly stood up straight, turned their heads and glanced at the plane.

It turned out that the companion who had just boarded the plane had already come out, and in front of him, there was an old man in black in a wheelchair floating.

"Seaman...cough cough, Asaph's side..."

"Oh, actually I don't know too well," the man replied before the old man was finished, "but I think...the situation should not be very optimistic..."

"Really..." the old man nodded calmly, "cough cough cough... it should be not optimistic..."

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