Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Cough cough cough...cough cough... vomit..."

Under the night sky, a series of coughing and retching suddenly sounded in a quiet alley on the outskirts of London.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough cough..."

Listening to the painful gasps mixed in that voice really makes people worry about whether they will cough up their lungs.

After a while, the coughing stopped slightly, and then a figure stood up from the dark alley by supporting the wall.Just by looking at the awkward footsteps, you can tell that the person's condition is obviously so bad that even walking becomes extremely difficult for a while.

However, even so, the figure still didn't mean to stop.

The sky tonight is still clear, and a bright moon frequently shuttles between the thin clouds, making the streets without people bright and dark.When the moonlight falls on the road, the silhouette of the man can be seen slightly.

But I saw that it seemed to be a person with a dark windbreaker all over his body.There is also a wide-brimmed round hat on the top of his head, which makes it impossible to recognize what kind of face is hidden in the shadow under the brim.

"Cough...cough cough."

Suddenly, the man coughed twice, even though he had deliberately lowered the volume, it still seemed unusually clear on this quiet street.

"Is it... over there?"

Just look at the figure leaning on the wall at the entrance of the alley, looking around with difficulty, only afterwards a vague voice floated out from under the hat.

Probably because he had coughed too much, his voice was obviously hoarse, and... it seemed to be so thin.

"Cough, huh..." After a little confirmation of his position, the person shook his head and muttered to himself, "It seems that I still need a rest."

After Wu Zi muttered, the man was about to help the wall to continue walking forward, but he suddenly turned around as if he had noticed something.

Obviously, it was due to his physical condition. This sudden turn made his feet tremble, and he almost fell on the street without standing still.

But compared with the staggered feet, those arms were unexpectedly stable.

At the moment when he suddenly turned around, a slender and delicate wand appeared in his right hand, and a strange phantom that appeared and disappeared before casting the magic.

In the next moment, a slightly obscure green light was released and collected, like a dark green lightning enclave piercing the gloom on the street.

There is no doubt that it was a killing spell without the slightest hesitation, and it was also accompanied by extremely skilled silent spell techniques.

Who can imagine that a person who seems to be so weak that it is almost unsustainable, that people feel that they may fall to the ground at any time, can actually have such a sharp and decisive skill?

Perhaps it was precisely because this life-threatening curse was too unexpected, I saw a few dozen feet away, the space quietly passing by the green light was suddenly distorted, and another black robe figure appeared silently right after it. come out.

"Interesting, really interesting... It seems that there are many unexpected wizards in this world." The black robe camer said slowly, "Well, I want to come too-if there was only one Maca Mack in this era Ryan, isn't that too boring?"

"Cough, cough cough cough..."

It was not words that answered him, but another hard cough.But at first, although the person coughed non-stop, there was still no tremor in his hands, and the tip of the stick was as firm as ever.

A few seconds later, the windbreaker wizard who was coughing ceaselessly spoke slowly and revealed a fact that surprised the other party.

"You are the Despicable Helbo."

The voice was still hoarse almost harsh, making people unbearable to hear.

On the other side, Haierbo, who was immediately recognized, lightly dusted his robes, his back facing the moonlight, he did not know what his expression was at this moment.

"I haven't even shot, you know who I am?" He said lightly, "Or, you came to find me on purpose?"

"Ahem... Looking for you?"

There seemed to be an impatience in the hoarse voice.

"I don't have this idle time... After all, whatever you want to do has nothing to do with my purpose. Stop talking nonsense, or you will leave by yourself, or... I will'please' you go."

Hearbo heard the words, his eyes hidden in the shadow suddenly narrowed, and a sharp edge suddenly appeared in his sight.

"McLean can say this because he is'arrogant,' and that's all." He said, "And you--do you think you have the right to talk to me like this?"

"Cough cough cough... huh, probably!"

The windbreaker wizard coughed and gasped, but his tone remained calm.Knowing that the other party is the ancient black wizard Helbo can still be so calm, there are not many such wizards in this world.

However, this windbreaker wizard is not only that simple!

Without warning, a symbol flashed on his forehead under the brim of his hat.At the same time, a green light flashed out, wiping it dangerously in Haierbo's ear.

At this moment, Haierbo didn't even move.

This is not because he does not want to avoid the death rules hidden in the death curse, even he is unwilling to accept it directly.But the reason why he didn't move was completely because his body stopped at that moment.

Even if there is less than one second, this is enough for a lot of things to happen in a wizard's duel.

"Huh, is another bearer present..."

Although Haierbo was surprised, he still seemed very calm, and he heard him suddenly sneer: "That's right, the time is coming, it should be so."

Having said that, he seemed to think a little bit, and then nodded quickly.

"Okay, then... I'll welcome you to join this interesting'game' first. We will meet again if we have the opportunity..."

Before the words fell, Haierbo suddenly disappeared in place.

The windbreaker wizard did not speak any more, but coldly looked at where the other party had left.After some careful confirmation, he turned around again, and continued on vainly.

"Cough cough cough, I didn't expect to meet'Despicable Helbo' as soon as I came here. I hope this meeting will not have any bad effects..."

"...I will definitely come to save you."

After a few steps, the weak wizard suddenly added with that hoarse voice.

...

The next morning, at the gate of Hogwarts School.

"When you go back, wait for my letter! Before I say I can come, I will stay home to loosen the soil and plant flowers-I will post the new herbal medicine notes."

"Ok."

When Wei Li nodded in response with a quiet smile, Maca turned to her father and said:

"Mr. Blois, I can send us so many helpers this time, and I won't say any more words of thanks. I can only say that these are indeed very reliable wizards, and we are in Hogwarts. A group of knowledgeable aid forces!"

Blois immediately nodded slightly, and patted Maca on the shoulder.

"If it's not enough, write again!" He said very generously, "The Blois family lacks everything, just people and money, haha!"

Is this called "lack of everything"-Maca really wanted to make such a complaint, but in the end he still held it back and didn't leak out his heart.

"Okay, then we'll go back first," Blois waved his hand. "I hope Villy can come to school as soon as possible-with you as a professor here, I really want to send the younger generation to Hogg Woz."

After saying this, he stretched out his hand to hold Willie's arm, and wanted to take his daughter back to Fort Blois.But at this moment, Maca seemed to think of something, and stretched out his hand to signal him to wait again.

"That's right," he said, "if the situation here suddenly becomes very bad, I might send some people over to Fort Blois. I'm afraid I will have to ask Mr. to take care of it."

"Oh, of course it's fine!"

After confirming once again that Maca had nothing to say, the Blois father and daughter finally disappeared from the school gate accompanied by a space distortion.

"Are you going to send someone there?" Professor McGonagall asked at this moment, "Are you Granger Xiaojie and others?"

"No, how come," Maca smiled helplessly, "Actually, I think, but do you think they will leave? And to be honest, now they do have some ability to protect themselves, they can no longer They treat it as children!"

"It's not their words, it's—"

"It's just some'real' kids," said Professor McGonagall, and Maca shrugged. "Didn't I save a group of little guys before? In fact, some of them have not been able to find their home yet... If you save them, you can’t just save them once, right?”

Shaking his head slightly, he stretched his waist and then walked out the door.

"Professor McGonagall, I have to go back to St Mungo... At present, it seems that there will be no movement in Helbo. You and the professors can enjoy the rest of the Christmas holiday!"

"I think that after a while, this calm life might be over again."

Just after saying this, Maca flashed and disappeared from McGonagall's sight.

"This kid, it's so easy to say..." Professor McGonagall sighed softly, "Isn't it you who worry most about the future storm?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have just mentioned about sending those children to Fort Blois, France.

When McGonagall closed the colonel's door and put on the protective spell, she also stepped towards the castle.But not long after she left, a figure suddenly appeared on the distant hillside, looking at the place where Maca had left.

Obviously, the man had been standing on the hillside for a long time, but even Maca hadn't noticed its existence.If you take a closer look, it is not difficult to see at this time, that is the mysterious wizard who fought Helbo on the streets of London last night.9

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