Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"What's wrong with her? It's coming, don't you want to get in?"

Outside of Azkaban, Maca followed the two along the deserted island for a while. He thought that the woman would try to enter the prison, but soon he discovered that the other party was still far from the prison. Stopped at some distance.

Maca didn't believe that she would suddenly regret something... You know, before this, this group of people almost spared their lives to rush forward!

"So... are you thinking about how to cross the guard's line of defense?"

After continuing to observe for a while, Maca shook his head.

"It doesn't look like it."

At this moment, not far from where Maca was hiding, Miriam sat on a rock very casually.

She didn't bother with the young assistant minister next to her, but rubbed her face vigorously.From Maca's angle, only her profile can be seen, but even so, Maca can detect a trace of fatigue gradually emerging in the other's expression.

Tired should be right, she has encountered so many things just this afternoon.While exhausted, he had to avoid Maca's pursuit, and no one would go anywhere easily.

In fact, even Maca, who has always had an advantage, is somewhat tired now.

"You can't just want to take a break and raise your spirits first?" Maca leaned back on a huge rock, looked sideways there, and secretly said, "Or... is it actually waiting for someone to come here to meet? "

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to take a look in the direction of the fortress prison at all, such a thought flashed through his mind, and then he immediately turned his head and glanced at where he was when he was passing.

There was no movement at the only door leading to Azkaban, and there was obviously only him and the other two people on the island outside the prison.

But at this moment, Maca's ears moved slightly, and a slight voice was faintly coming from the distant sky.

Time, it's almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

It stands to reason that you can still see wonderful sunshine, soft sandy beaches and beautiful sea horizons on the islands at this time, but in Azkaban, these natural landscapes full of positive energy may not be visible in a year. Back.

On this island, the sky is often dim, and the sky always seems to be covered with a thick or thin layer of gray yarn.It seems to tell everyone that here is a real dead place that refuses to visit guests.

Yes, this is actually a "dead place"-at least for those Muggles.

In fact, this sea area is equivalent to another Bermuda Triangle in the North Sea in Muggle’s perception. Shipwrecks and plane crashes have occurred frequently, but they want to investigate but find nothing.

But in fact, they had never been to Azkaban before, and even the wreckage of the sea floor was distributed in another sea area not far from this small island.

"The sound of the helicopter...?"

Maca believes that he heard it right, but is it possible to hear the sound of helicopter rotors here?

Suddenly, Maca turned his head and frowned in the direction where the sound was coming from. He actually saw a small black spot in the distant sky gradually enlarging.

And at the moment Maca stared into the distance, another voice suddenly sounded not far from him.

"coming!"

The voice is not loud, but outside this barren prison, no matter how small a voice is, it will not be easily missed by Maca's ears.

It was the woman who spoke.

"Oh, really are you waiting for someone..." Maca said with confusion, "This is understandable, but... why did you come by helicopter?"

Like Hogwarts, near Azkaban, most of Muggle equipment will fail.That woman, as a wizard, should always understand this, right?

Sure enough, when Maca looked at the black spot in the sky again, he saw that the helicopter swayed suddenly, and the speed of the rotor suddenly dropped a lot.

Soon, the helicopter began to fall with a very obvious loss of control, and it was about to go directly to the sea for a bath.

But at this moment, the helicopter whose rotors had stopped running no matter how they looked, suddenly stopped falling, and even though it seemed to be supported by a big hand, it moved straight to the island.

"It seems that someone who cannot be underestimated has arrived?"

Looking at the "iron bumps" that were getting closer, Maca couldn't help but be more alert.

Helicopters are really not light. The weight of a few tons at every turn is not something that an ordinary wizard can lift with a levitating spell—not to mention that it was falling out of control just now!

While thinking about this, Maca took out a bottle of Immortal Yin Potion to supplement his invisibility effect.

The helicopter arrived quickly, and it didn't take long before it landed steadily beside Miriam, and two men in suits came out of the cabin.

Behind the two, Seaman, who was also dressed in a black suit, also pushed the wheelchair the old man was sitting on and walked out.

"Go to the fort and take a look at the situation first...cough cough..." The old man gently lifted his finger on the armrest, "Go! Just put me here."

"Well, I got it."

Seaman nodded, and walked straight to the prison, winking at her frivolously when passing by Miriam.

"boss."

Seeing this, Millian, who had already stood up from the rock, hurried to the old man's side, consciously walked to his back and held the handle of the wheelchair.

"Milli..." The old man looked up at the black rock fortress and said indifferently, "you are the only one left?"

"I'm sorry, boss..." Miriam could not help pursing her lips when she heard the words, "Yes, I'm the only one left...probably."

"No, you don't have to apologize for that," the old man smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper, "I should apologize to...cough cough cough...It's all my selfish intentions. You all have to..."

"No!" Milian put her hand on the old man's thin shoulder and whispered in a low voice, "There is no'have to', it has never happened... The lives of our children were picked up by you, no One would be unwilling."

As she talked, she paused for a while, then looked at the obscure sky and said, "Really, before closing your eyes, you can take a look at the city in your childhood memories. This is for Asaph and the others. I'm satisfied with that."

"...Really?" The old man blinked his eyes and said calmly.

Miriam nodded immediately-she knew that even though she was standing behind the old man, her every move was in the hands of the old man.

When the two talked quietly, the other two men in suits did not speak, they just stood around the old man and listened silently.

When no one spoke any more, in this bleak and gloomy wasteland, only the sound of distant waves hitting the shore reefs continued.

However, Seaman, who went to the prison first to inquire, didn't give them too much time to be silent. After a while, the guy trot back.

"Boss, there are a total of 18 wizards, guarding the guard tower at the four corners of the prison and inside and outside the door. The strength is average, but it can't be solved casually..."

While waving his hands, he smiled and said: "Of course, if I have to solve it, it won't be impossible!"

"No... ahem... there is no need..."

The old man said, took out a small test tube from the pocket of his jacket, and gestured to Seaman slightly.

"Thank you for flying around!"

"Oh, look at what you said! No hard work, no hard work—"

Seaman nodded immediately, reached out and took the glass test tube from the old man, and then took it in his mouth.And after that, he actually started to take off his clothes.

"Can't you prepare a few more sets to carry with you?" Millian immediately reprimanded coldly, "Even if we just go to the Muggle store to buy some, we don't lack that little money!"

"Hi!" Seaman smiled improperly, naked, and said vaguely with the test tube in his mouth, "What a waste!"

As he was talking, he took off his pants, and then suddenly trot a few steps, raising his hand and tucking the pants to Miriam's hand.

"You don't want to live anymore?" Miriam's hand shrank, but then she flicked her backhand and hit Seaman's face. "Be careful, I will tie you up and throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

"Oh, alright, alright!"

Seeing that she seemed to be really angry, Seaman took a few steps back with his pants in a hurry.He knew that if this young lady was really anxious, he would suffer.

After saying this with a hippie smile, Seaman leaned over and picked up all the clothes and folded them aside before taking a deep breath.

But in the next moment, the frivolous smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by an unusually serious and solemn expression.

"drink--"

After a low growl, the skin of his whole body immediately swelled and changed color, and the outline of the whole person was slightly distorted and enlarged.

Maca saw that his mouth began to bulge, his eyes became narrow and long, his arms contracted to his side, and his legs gradually recurved. This was obviously also a deformation, but it was not a giant like Asaph.

The size alone is exceptionally huge, even if compared with giants, it may not be too inferior.

Seaman's transformation speed may be faster than Biazza's. Not long after, Maca looked at a giant bird in the sky that he had seen once-a thunderbird soaring into the sky there, flying straight to the sky.

The air flow inspired by the kick-off caused Maca to slightly narrow his eyes, and he followed Miriam and the others to raise his head, already knowing what the other party was going to do.

In the next moment, as if to make a confirmation of what Maca wanted in his heart, the pitch-black clouds began to condense from the sky above Azkaban.

A thunderstorm may be imperative.

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