Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Until Maca forcibly controlled the carriage and fell to the ground, the rumble of thunder not far away continued.The thunder light flashed brightly and darkly when he looked at his face in the thunderstorm area.

Without Maca, he continued to try to draw the thunder. It would be impossible to concentrate all the lightning on the two living corpses with a single iron rod.Needless to say, those who have not had time to escape from the minefield will have to resign.

"...Mr. McLean?"

It was Safina who spoke, and saw her getting off the carriage, looking at Maca's back and calling out tentatively.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't follow your advice... However, it is precisely because we saw this thunderstorm happen that we wanted to pass it. Ursula was worried that it would harm many people's lives, so we wanted Your Excellency Yell stopped this large-scale lightning attack."

"Impossible," Maca said casually, looking at the direction of the block with her back to her, "Since it has started, we can only wait until it ends."

"But," Safina said, "Ursula has a snake flute. Your Excellency Yell will respect her wishes."

However, Maca quickly shook his head again.

"This is not a matter of not listening to her wishes," he said. "Once the long-horned water snake's lightning magic is activated, it will no longer be controlled by it. No matter how you persuade it, it is useless."

Unless you can use external force to dissipate the magic of the minefield, so that it can no longer attract thunder and lightning-this is what Maca can do in the past, but now he has consumed a lot of power just to grasp the regular power balance in his body. The energy, but there is no spare capacity.

Thinking of this, Maca could only put the matter aside for a while, and finally turned to look at Safina who had already occupied her behind... and the carriage behind her.

"So, your sister... is your prophet, the lady in the carriage?"

Perhaps I felt a bit of threat from Maca. Ms. Larson, the maid who was sitting in the driving seat just now, couldn't help but got out of the car, and subconsciously moved to the door of the car, blocking Ma. Between the card and the carriage.

In response, Maca just shrugged.

At this moment, there was a pleasant voice from the carriage——

"Hello, Mr. McLean... I am Ursula, the prophet of the generation of the Geoffee family. I sincerely apologize to you for the rude behavior of not being able to talk to you face to face."

"Ok?"

When Maca heard this, he waved his hand quickly:

"It's nothing... Compared to your appearance, I am more concerned about what kind of predictions you made... Of course, I may not necessarily want to know the specific content of the predictions."

"Thank you for your understanding and tolerance, sir." Ursula in the carriage said softly, "As for the prophecy... I asked Safina to invite you to come and discuss it, that is for this prophecy."

While she was talking, she paused for a while before continuing:

"First of all, sir, he should have known that Helbo has already enveloped most of Britain with the lingering mist. In other words, this disaster has completely begun-perhaps before it develops into this situation, There have been many signs, and maybe there are clues that can prevent it from getting to this point. But—"

"Obviously, my Prophet’s bloodline awakened a little later, so I didn’t have the opportunity to try to change something. And all I could do was to take this disaster as much as possible. Just postpone it later."

Maca listened and nodded involuntarily.

"This is a very good idea," he said. "I can feel the kindness in your heart... So what? Are you planning to intervene in the development of some events?"

"Yes," Ursula said. "In fact, among the predictions I made, one of the things that caught my attention most was that Helbo suddenly abandoned the occupied Britain and launched aggression against other countries. The main character in this prophecy seems to be an old wizard named'Davidson' and the first heir to the British throne."

"Oh?"

When the other party suddenly mentioned two "old acquaintances" of her, Maca couldn't help but startled.

"Old Davidson and that prince?"

"Yes," Ursula nodded slightly in the carriage, "According to my prediction, the incident of the British prince's succession to the throne will trigger further aggression and destruction by Helbo. As for Mr. Davidson... he is Is the first person who caused this to happen."

When Maca listened, she raised her eyebrows and said in surprise:

"How to say?"

"Well," Ursula paused, "Actually, Mr. Davidson chose to trade with Na Helbo-he used certain'things' to exchange it from Helbo for the prince who lost his country. Most of Britain’s land now."

"This is indeed something that guy can do." Maca shook his head and said.

At this moment, Ursula continued:

"Therefore, I asked Safina to contact the Norwegian King that we are more familiar with on my behalf, and then contact the Queen of England through the Norwegian King who has been acquainted with the Queen of England-I first made a deal with her."

"Let me guess... Are you asking her to abolish the prince's succession to the throne and hand over old Davidson by the way?"

After Ursula heard it, he immediately affirmed:

"Although the specific process is somewhat different,... indeed, the result is just like what Mr. said."

But at this, Maca smiled non-committal.

"Your ability to predict seems to be very strong," he said lightly, "but I have to say that you seriously underestimate the difficulty of changing the'determined future'-if the disasters in the predictions are really so easy to avoid, then it's still Will it be an accurate prediction?"

On the other hand, Ursula can only agree with this:

"I have already realized this-for example, the attack that hit us on Lake Mälaren was unexpected. I don't understand why Helbo did it before nothing happened. Already eyeing the Davidson who has nothing to do with him yet?"

At this point, a faint sigh suddenly came out from the carriage.

"So I can only infer...Because of my forcible intervention, certain events may have happened ahead of time in a new way."

When Maca and Ursula were having this conversation, Safina on the side did not finish.And it wasn't until Ursula finally fell into a slight silence that Safina couldn't help speaking when she heard her sister's sigh:

"Mr. McLean, anyway... can you help us... at least get rid of the two demons that are destroying our hometown? Please help us!"

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