"This mist ... isn't soul magic? What a strange interference effect?"

The moment Hermione and her four went to the broken cauldron bar, Maca, who had left a message for Harry, finally arrived in London. Although he did n’t come here to use the Phantom Mantra, the spatial movement ability of the door key was also repelled by the fog and forced to appear somewhere outside the fog.

Right now, he was walking in the mist and feeling everything around him.

Soon Maca discovered that this fog apparently had a complex interference characteristic. It can not only affect space movement, but also interfere with the spread and spread of magic waves.

Therefore, even here, it is difficult for him to sense that someone is approaching as far away as usual.

It's just that the most confusing and curious aspects of Maca are not these two points. After all, as long as he is willing, in fact, he can also make a mist similar to this.

What made him feel the most "strange" was the third characteristic of this kind of fog-it was like having its own will to life, walking in the fog, even felt a little spiritual impact.

Yes, although this effect on the spirit is very weak, it is real. Perhaps it is only those who have the ability to perceive more than a certain level, like Maca, will feel that very subtle change.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Macalle, who was striding forward, stopped slightly, and turned his head as if he felt something.

"what sound?"

It was just at that moment that he seemed to hear a woman's murmur. Although she couldn't hear what the voice was saying, he knew that she should not have heard it wrong.

Because rather than where it came from, it was better that he felt it directly from the spiritual level.

It's a pity that the voice came suddenly and quickly, and before he could try to follow, the confused will suddenly disappeared.

"Forget it ... the most important thing at the moment is to find Hermione and Luna," Maca thought, and then shook her head. "Then ... well, take them together to find someone! I guess if I don't find With the words of Fred and George, they can't be relieved! "

So pondering, Maca, who did not want to analyze the fog for the time being, no longer walked on foot, took out the magic book to throw it forward, and even stepped on the thick book and flew into the air.

Before long, the door of the broken cauldron bar.

He had read the letters from Percy and Hermione, so he knew it would not be wrong to come here first. But when he wanted to reach out and knock on the door, he turned around alertly and looked at a roadway not far away.

"Come out! Now that you've seen me, why don't you see me?"

The words fell a little bit, even if a large group of wizards rushed out of the alley, one of them was actually a witch with an appearance.

Instead of wearing a wizard robe common in the magic world, she was wearing a slightly exaggerated Muggle costume, and she even looked quite fashionable.

"A dark wizard robe tanned by basilisk skin, a simple but ancient pole wand, and flying on a magic book--" The witch gently held her delicate cheek with a wand and smiled lightly. "Presumably, are you Professor McLean of Hogwarts?"

"Although I'm still leaving, I can say the same," Maccaro raised an eyebrow and glanced at the other side casually. "Yes, I'm Maca McLean ... What about you?"

He found that the sorcerers encircling the witch seemed dull in their eyes, and they were undoubtedly controlled by the Soul Spell or some similar black magic.

"Oh! Compared to the well-known Mr. McLean, I'm just a nameless pawn. It's not worth mentioning in front of you!" The witch shook her head lightly. "Not to mention, although I've always wanted to meet you- —You know, the witches around the world are talking about you now. "

"... and there are always successful female admirers who are popular, don't they?"

Having just said here, she suddenly sighed slightly, seemingly pitifully:

"But obviously, I really don't want to meet you in this situation at all, so ... let me just leave like this! I'll definitely go to Hogwarts to see you next time Get a signature! "

When Maca heard the words, she could not help laughing.

"Then you mean-you're actually one of those 'feminine admirers', aren't you?" He asked rather reproachfully.

"Oh," when the other party heard it, even if he nodded his head, he blinked charmingly at Maca. "Maybe you don't believe it, but it's true-at least before I met the teacher, I And my sister have always admired you. "

"Really?" Maca shrugged and nodded. "Looks like Mr. Haierbo has snatched a female fan who belongs to me? Well ... maybe two?"

As he was speaking, he suddenly waved his hands:

"Okay, if you want to leave, I won't stop. And seriously, if you can choose to leave London now, I won't have to chase you down ... but I have to say, around These people you have to stay with me. "

"Of course, as you wish, Mr. McLean--" The witch nodded first, but then she was pitiful, "Well, although I really want to say that! It's a pity ... I don't have this condition The way promises you. "

There is no doubt that, like Martin, this is one of the apprentices that Haierbo accepted.

And even the witch who did not even want to tell the name, the tone of the speech was a bit "tired", but Maca could still feel that the other party really did not intend to fight directly with himself.

It was only because of Hale's deterrence that it was impossible for Marka to agree to her request, so she put on the pretending pitiful gesture to try to delay time.

Maca was sure that if there was a chance, the other party would immediately lead someone to retreat.

However, when he looked at the wizards, he knew that they did not voluntarily follow Haierbo. In this case, he wanted to **** them down and learn about the situation.

Seeing the other party still wanted to continue to pull things, Maca did not have the interest to accompany him. I saw him shaking the staff in his hand slightly, and a cold air enveloped him.

At the moment when the cold current was surging, even the surrounding mists that did not respond to ordinary magic spells could not withstand the regular movements, and for the first time were stirred up slowly and tossed up.

"Yeah!"

Seeing this, the witch didn't even have any intention to fight, and ran decisively to the side, speed was unexpectedly fast.

Near her, the church members under her control also moved, one by one, waving their wands and blocking her.

Obviously, she was planning to use her innocent ordinary wizards to force Maca to stop.

"Um? So you can't take these mists?"

Macaton paused the staff, and let the cold current stay in the air for a while, but found that the witch did not immediately phantom leave after hiding behind the church members.

This scene made him feel a little confused.

To be honest, setting aside today's biggest purpose-to find the Weasley family and to take Hermione out of London by chance, as far as the fog of London itself is concerned, Maca mainly wants to figure out What is the purpose of Haierbo.

To this day, that guy's actions are all puzzling, and if he continues to deal with such a muddle, sooner or later he will fall into the deep hole dug by the other party.

However, although each time Maca was trying to find a way to capture information, every time it seemed that only a little bit was left to touch Haierbo's true intentions.

So up to now, he is unwilling to miss every detail, even if what he finds now is just a humble anomaly.

After putting this doubt in his heart, Maca turned her attention back to the witch.

"I think maybe you can't choose to escape as you want because of Haierbo, so ..."

While he was talking, he stepped on the magic book with his feet, and suddenly he rushed out at a very fast speed as if disappearing.

The witch hiding behind the congregation could barely react, and when she heard Maca's calm voice suddenly rang out.

"If you want me to see it, you might as well grab it! At least in this case, Haierbo must not be able to blame you again-you know, even he himself has been trapped by me, hasn't he?"

The witch heard his voice and didn't even return his head. But unfortunately, Marka's response was obviously faster than her, but she just reached out and pushed her on her shoulder, and she suddenly froze.

"Oh! Okay! I surrender--" The witch turned her back on Maca ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and hurriedly dropped the wand in her hand, then raised both hands, "Look, I have Throw away the wand. "

"A wise choice," Maca nodded. "It's just that you have to understand that I'm not likely to take you around like this ... So, I'd like you to relax and sleep well!"

The words did not fall, the witch just felt that the whole head was suddenly a stun, and then completely lost consciousness.

However, the moment she plopped down on the street, Maca found that the ordinary wizards around her did not wake up.

Although they stayed in place because they had no order and guidance, they were still in a state where their will was affected.

Maca didn't think anything was wrong at first, but soon his brows frowned.

"wrong!"

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