Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"The second..."

There was a faint freezing sound, and Maca shook the completely frozen monster back and threw it back into the room.

Just listening to the movement like a rock hitting the floor, this is much worse than the "partner" who flew in the sky before!

After that, Maca hung in the air outside the window, closing his eyes and carefully sensing the flow of magic around him.Immediately, he chose a direction and rushed out again decisively.

In that room just now, he had already confirmed the signs that Helbo had just stayed.Based on the sporadic remaining magical power, it can be judged that Haierbo did not choose to leave with space magic, and... it seemed that he was still active in London.

To be honest, if Helbo runs away, it will be difficult for Maca to find a way to track it.But if he wants to do something, Maca can follow along.

Not long after, the remaining traces of magic power extended all the way to an unknown path.

This is an aisle sandwiched between two rows of small apartment buildings—the kind that a car can barely pass through.Maca stepped on the magic book, and after discovering that the magic wave suddenly sank down, he also descended into the middle of this aisle.

Since both sides were blocked by apartment buildings, the view here became narrow.

Maca knew that this road at first glance was a very conducive place to ambush.Once you walk in here, I am afraid that many people will have a feeling of "maybe someone will come out from the side at the next intersection."

But he knows better that if a wise man chooses to lie in ambush here, he will most likely arrange it at the moment when he finally walks out of this narrow road.

Because in the whole process, the people walking in it will often only then subconsciously relax.

Therefore, Maca hardly slowed down when passing this trail, and even accelerated his flight speed by a few minutes on the way.

Sure enough, Haierbo didn't disappoint him—the guy really prepared a "present" for him here, and the gift was really placed on both sides of the exit of this path.

This time it is two "Dementors"!

However, they never expected that Maca would be so fast.The two monsters even flew out from both sides in advance, but they still couldn't keep up with Maca's high speed, and could only watch him pass by.

What they didn't expect was the moment when they could not dodge and bump into each other.Maca, who had flown past, waved the staff with his backhand, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up from the top of the staff.

However, within that second of work, a look of thinking flashed across Maca's eyes.

Immediately, the group of brilliance came to an abrupt end, followed by a blue-white light beam suddenly lasing out.

"Boom!"

How could those two monsters resembling dementors resist the light beam formed by the force of the rules, and in a blink of an eye they turned into two ice sculptures frozen together and smashed heavily on the road.

After looking back on the path, Maca dropped a small Muggle expulsion spell near the ice sculpture, then hurriedly left and continued to fly forward.

Speaking of it, if it weren't for being too far away, it would be hard to know that the scarce magic power remained, and he probably didn't need to go down that path at all.

"...It seems that Helbo intends to lead me somewhere?" While flying along the wave of magic power, Maca secretly figured out, "Well, or maybe...this is a special'invitation'?"

Given the current confrontations with Helbo, he is almost certain that the opponent will not underestimate himself.Therefore, the current ambush of saying good or bad, saying bad is not bad... not so much an attack, but rather a series of "small surprises."

Of course, there is another possibility that Helbo did not actually realize that he was chasing after him by Maca McLean.

It's a pity that this possibility is not big at all.

"Anyway, you'll know when you go!"

With a soft murmur, Maca suddenly bends his knees slightly, and as he leans forward, his speed jumps up again in an instant.

...

If Maca solves those monsters that look like "dementors", it's like doing everything in one go;

So, on the other side... the same is dealing with that kind of monster, but the stalemate scene shows everyone how that monster is different from ordinary dementors.

"Roar--"

An empty roar sounded in the center of the square below the tall building, making almost everyone's expressions stagnant.

When he was high in the sky, the monster had roared several times, but it was not as scary as it is now.The roar seemed to be mixed with some inexplicable power, making the listener feel desperate that his life would be taken away in the next second.

To say that the one who was most affected by the roar was the ordinary Muggle who was on the outermost periphery at the moment.

Although they could only see a translucent gray for the monster squatting in the square, the illusion of being swallowed was the strongest.

When people came back to their senses in a common illusion, more than half of the people on the spot would no longer dare to watch the show.

But now even if they want to leave, they can't do it anymore.

"Pay attention, bring your spirits up! It has been seriously injured, we just need to be careful, it is not difficult to take it down."

In the square, it was Kingsley who was directing the scene.On both sides of him, many Aurors and the strikers lined up, and everyone held their wands and looked at the monster cautiously.

They are obviously much better than the Muggles outside. Although they are closer, their strong willpower makes them most able to resist the weird influence of the roar.

However, in actual combat, even a pause in the blink of an eye can easily lead to loss of life.Wizards like them who have experienced many battles can understand the danger.

Therefore, they can only temporarily maintain a standstill posture, find the gap and launch an attack.

And to ask the onlookers why the Muggles couldn't leave, it was directly caused by their group.

In fact, Scrimgeour was smarter than Maca thought.

Before he asked a few words from Crocker, the silent man in the Department of Mysteries, but couldn't get any answers, he didn't wait long there.

Because he waited and waited to figure it out, just asking Mr. Bold, who is good at magical biology, doesn't seem to bring him much benefit.

And after that.

Perhaps no one thought that Mr. Scrimgeour, who had never been good at communicating with people, decided to take the initiative to negotiate with the Muggle Prime Minister.

But when several ministers and secretaries were all surprised, Scrimgeour could only smile and shake his head in his heart.

Of course he is unwilling to discuss cooperation with the Muggle Prime Minister who "knows nothing", but when he thinks that this mess will eventually fall on his head, it is naturally better to communicate early than late!

So, after Scrimgeour's trip to the Prime Minister's office, he finally got through the joints quickly with a spell, allowing the Aurors and hitters under his hand to cooperate with the 1st Battalion of the Irish Guard in London.

While the Auror and the striker were trying to solve the root cause of the problem against the monster, the Muggle soldiers cooperated with the police in Scotland Yard to control the Muggles on the scene within a certain range.

To be honest, this was the most appropriate solution that Scrimgeour could think of.Not only can the Muggle military and police help at the same time, but also the nearby Muggles will gather together afterwards, and it will also be convenient to erase memories in a unified way.

But the key is whether the Aurors can smoothly handle the monster and whether the British royal family can fool it together.

You know, the most difficult thing in the magical world is still the pure-blooded gang, and they are also behind the Muggle royal family.

"Anyway, I will rely on Mr. McLean then..."

Scrimgeour was busy with Chase and finally returned to his office now.Now he was holding the newly delivered report form, but he could only whisper to himself.

He only knew that he had already done everything he could do, and everything else could only be up to the sky.

"Oh! Please, this can't be delayed any longer... Merlin Bless! No matter what, do it!"

Throwing the slip in his hand, he threw it aside again, and then leaned back weakly on the chair.

...

It may be that Merlin really heard Scrimgeour's prayer, and the Aurors and the hitters on the scene finally stopped maintaining the deadlock, and raised their wands in their hands.

But in fact, they are forced.

At that time, the monster seemed to have been onlookers by such a large group of people for too long, so he was in a bad mood.Therefore, when the Aurors were shocked by the roar, they did not dare to step forward!

"Roar--"

Accompanied by another angry roar, Maca's body, which had been frozen by the cold current, barely floated.

At this moment, it can be seen that the black cloak that was intact at the beginning has become more broken than ordinary dementors, and there is still a large piece of ice crystal fragments hanging on it, which will shake off a lot of ice scum when it moves.

And because it was already unclothed, its body was suddenly exposed in front of the Aurors.The physique, which is not like a dementor, is as gray as an old puppet, but it can still feel the powerful force in the muscles.

As for its face...because the cold current did not spread to its head, the hood it was wearing was still undamaged, only the red-lighted pupils were still clearly visible.

All in all, this is by no means a simple dark magical creature like a dementor...

Oh, maybe it should be said-even a dementor who can easily despair and kill people is far from comparable.

Even if there are too many similarities between the two.

"Be careful!" Kingsley suddenly shouted.

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