Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

If wizards can be seen by Muggles, all kinds of magical creatures cannot be seen by Muggles.So, when the wizards born through bloodline transformation appeared in the eyes of Muggles...

What will they look like?

Maca can't be sure of this, but he can always understand one thing from the surprised eyes of the old Victor-what Muggles can indeed see!

Retracting his gaze from old Victor, he turned his head again and looked into the distance again.

It was a dementor, and it was a dementor with a different appearance.Its black cloak was elegant and complete like a veil, its eyes were blood-red light, and its flying speed was much faster than the usual dementors.

More importantly, its palm is still full of flesh and blood, not as skinny as an ordinary dementor.

But Maca actually discovered that the "Dementor" can be said to be a majestic wave of magical power, and there is actually a regular feature that originated from a wizard.

Like this kind of magical fluctuation, Maca has only been seen on two non-humanoid creatures: one is a wizard in the state of Animagus; the other is just like Miriam's bloodline transformation. And can be transformed into a magical wizard.

Seeing that extraordinary "Dementor" whirling around a certain tall building for a moment, Maca easily thought of the only culprit candidate-the despicable Helbo.

Let’s not talk about anyone other than the dead old Eun who can master this level of bloodline modification technology. Just judging from the creatures like "Dementors", Haierbo, as the maker, is probably inseparable. .

"Can you all see'it'?"

Maca casually asked Victor and his son next to him, while he was ready to take out the staff at any time.As long as that special dementor no longer hovered like that, but moved slightly, then he would shoot immediately.

Because he knew that even if the barrier between the magical world and the Muggle world would be broken again one day, it shouldn't be now.

In particular, it should not be broken in this "bad form".

"Of course it can! Are your eyes short-sighted?" Even though he was hesitant in amazement, the tone of old Victor's speech was still so aggressive.

Behind him, his son Victor did not have the bad temper of his father, but he seemed to be far inferior in terms of psychological endurance.

"Oh... what, what is that? Can't you see it? That gray half, translucent shadow?" His mouth was trembling, "I can feel the chills so far away... Hey , Can't you really see? Don't scare me!"

"I saw it naturally too..."

Maca reached out and touched his arm, then gestured in the direction of old Victor.

"I suggest you take your father to hide in the woods first. I'll go there and have a look."

"Hey!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could even move his leg, he was grabbed by his arm.

"What are you doing in the past? Who knows whether that thing is a ghost or an alien...I watch all kinds of messy events on TV, and most people who are curious will follow it, or don't join in the fun!"

"Don't worry! Scotland Yard is much closer than us—"

The "Scotland Yard" in Maca's mouth is actually another name for the London Police Agency.But because of this, he was somewhat murmured in his heart... Since this incident occurred in a downtown area, there were a lot of Muggle witnesses, so the subsequent processing would become a lot more troublesome.

Of course, this time it was obvious that it was far less than the last big scene of "witches and large magical creatures gathered in Haifa".

After gently pulling his arm back from the opponent's hand, Maca ran forward quickly.It's just that when he left, he left a small "mark" to the father and son. After all, he planned to ask a few more questions afterwards!

However, he did not expect,

"what happened?"

Maca looked at the slightly panting uncle next to him, and was already thinking about whether to give him a confusing spell or something like magic.

only……

"Father... I have to follow you, saying that I want me to accompany you to take a good look..." He also looked puzzled, "Really, I didn't figure out what he wanted me to see. ...Look at how that translucent monster killed me? If it wasn't for him to force me..."

"Ok?"

Hearing what he said, Maca suddenly felt a little strange-why did old Victor say that?Could it be that the weird old drunk man... is actually a slightly special dumb gun?

Unfortunately, Maca did not sense any signs of magic activity from the opponent's body.It stands to reason that even the magic of the dumb gun has a certain activity-even if the activity can be said to be extremely weak.

And old Victor... Even if it was, it was at least not a general type of dumb gun.

"If this is the case, then you follow it!" Maca thought for a while, "But if you just run like this, I think you can't keep up..."

I don't know what he thought of again. In short, he seems to be willing to take this "cumbersome" in the true sense.

"Remember, what you see next will probably be forgotten in the future. So... if you can enjoy this excitement, just look at it more!"

After all, I saw Maca drag him into the woods beside the road.Not long after, two silhouettes that almost no one could see suddenly rushed out of the forest, and then flew high into the distance.

In the back garden of Greenwich Park, Old Victor still looked at the gray phantom in the distance, but he didn't notice Maca and his son who were also flying in the air.

...

"Roar--"

Ordinary dementors don't make any noises, let alone such incomparable roars.However, this particular dementor does.

Under this tall building, the Muggles on the street are in chaos.Even though the translucent monster hadn't made any hurtful actions, some people had already escaped in the crowd.

As for the remaining part, most of them gathered around, looking up and watching.

For a time, this crossroads were whispering, screaming, whispering, and even the monster pointing in the air was laughing and laughing.

When Makati slipped the pale little Victor to the neighborhood, there was already a mess underneath.

Landing on the roof of an inconspicuous office building, he smoothly lifted the floating curse that had been applied to Victor, and saw that the opponent collapsed with trembling legs.

"This...what the hell is going on? Fly? Did you fly just now? I can fly?" Little Victor kept supporting the cement board underneath him and said loudly, "Is this world crazy, or Am I crazy?"

Standing on the edge of the building, Maca looked at the dementor opposite, without turning his head back:

"You think this world is crazy!"

He was just looking at it now, and didn't directly deal with the dementor.

Because he knew very well in his heart that Helbo was very likely to be nearby.If you don't dig out the source, simply dealing with that dementor will not only make little sense, it will also add danger to yourself.

Haierbo is no ordinary character, and his previous failures have taught him enough lessons.

However, Maca at this time is not just staying on the sidelines.In this situation, he actually continued to talk to little Victor, which is a bit puzzling.

Just listen to him saying to the Muggle behind him:

"Actually, I can explain it briefly for you... For example, my identity is actually a'witch', able to use all kinds of peculiar'magic'. And the circling around the tall building on the opposite side is a kind of danger. Dark magical creature."

"Wizard? Magic?" Little Victor heard this, and was so surprised that he forgot to be afraid. "Do you mean the "magic" in those fairy tales?"

"Some parts are more similar!" Maca shrugged, but his eyes were still hovering around.

"Oh...ha! Magic?"

Perhaps everything was so bizarre that Victor couldn't help but laughed weirdly, but there was no half of it.

"Um... to be honest, if I hadn't just flew just once, I wouldn't believe it..." He entangled for a while, and then tentatively asked, "Then... a wizard like you ', is it too much? Why have I never seen it before when I am so old? There hasn't even been any report in the newspapers or on TV..."

Maca then shook his head and said:

"If you have to say it, there are still some traces in the news media-for example, if you see an inexplicable event on it, it may be related to the'wizard'."

Speaking of this, he spread his hands again.

"As for the number of wizards..." he roughly estimated, "Well, the number of people in the UK that have been clearly registered seems to have risen to 5,000 recently, but if you count the number of black households...maybe more than 10,000, right?"

"So many—" Little Victor felt that there were a lot of them, but soon he shook his head again, "Uh, well... Is this more or less?"

"It's already a lot," Maca said. "As far as I know, if you just push back ten years, this number will drop by nearly half...and if you go forward, it will be even less."

I don't know why he was, at this time, he was still talking about the population increase and decrease in the magic world at the same Muggle.Although at the same time, his search for Helbo did not actually drop a point.

"And the so-called'monster' you see now comes from the hands of some'most dangerous black household'."

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