what's going on? What is the dark mist in front of me? Will you become this ghost again?

Thomas has almost no time to think about this series of questions. All he knew was that he now had a powerful force he had never seen before, and the fear and confusion he had just faced with death had also become a long-awaited venting desire.

I saw him several times or patted away, or dodged those black thorns, but he kept on his hands, hitting the **** ball in front of him.

Regardless of where the black pupil wizard came from, and no matter who the other party was, Thomas had lost his mood to ignore it.

Yes, he is like turning the depression that has accumulated for half a lifetime into this sudden and powerful force to smash the guy hiding in the black ball in front of him!

Who made this **** want to kill him without saying a word? No ... To be precise, he almost died in the other's hands.

However, with this violent blow again and again, Thomas' mind was gradually calming down with a full vent.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, Thomas, who had calmed down, finally stopped and looked down at his own hands—the dark mist surrounded him, and he sighed with a bit of uncertainty.

To be honest, this change is obviously only good for him at the moment. Such a powerful force has given him a confidence that he can never say he has.

But in the magic world, wizards have been quite a little grateful to such unknown forces since ancient times, and no one knows if there is any terrible dark magic or curse hidden in it until it is fully understood.

So now, after venting a pass, Thomas, who had just returned to God, was really surprised with a bit of worry.

However, it is clearly not the time to be like this.

When Thomas saw that the black ball that had been smashed into half of the ground suddenly appeared a black thorn, he shot the black thorn again, and then retreated very cautiously.

"Little brother, don't you ... help me?"

He smashed hard for a long time, but the black ball was still intact, which made Thomas turn his head subconsciously to Harry who was standing by the street and watching the changes.

He found out just now that this young wizard could scramble around the dark-eyed guy, and it must have been relying on. Compared with him, maybe the opponent is more capable of solving this guy who can't hit the ball in the dark.

On the other side, when Harry saw the sorcerer writhing in black mist and resembling a black dead man approaching his side for help, he couldn't help secretly sighing.

This person speaks, has his own will, and sounds quite normal-no doubt, in the current situation, the fewer powerful enemies are, the better.

"Oh, of course—" Harry paused, then said, "Because I saw that you were just getting up, so I didn't bother."

While talking, he walked forward with his sword.

"This ... uh, sir? Anyway, help him, and don't let him run away!"

With that said, Harry suddenly speeded up and rushed to the black ball stuck in the ground. The speed was so startling that Thomas, who was given new strength and amazing physical fitness, could not help but be taken aback.

"Uh-"

The sharp Gryffindor sword cut into the black ball shield in an instant, and then forcibly cut a gap as Harry moved.

Perhaps Harry had already reminded him first, and maybe Thomas' reaction ability had also become much stronger with the stimulation of the rules of the soul. He soon discovered that the black pupil wizard had really peeled off the other side of the black ball and Out, I really ran away.

At that moment, Thomas was also working hard at the foot. When the huge force stepped down the road, he also quickly caught up with the opponent who decisively chose to escape.

"Oh!"

When he hurled his arms across the waist of the opponent's most inconvenient dodge, the black pupil wizard responded quite fast, and at the same time, a curved shield was condensed to block his side.

But helplessly, Thomas's strength was too great, and he was smashed by others with a shield.

And in the next second, following the catching Harry, he waved his sword again, cutting the not-so-large black shield with the people behind him.

Obviously, if the characteristics of the two of them are matched with each other, the partner effect that can be achieved is even stronger than the temporary combination of Harry and Charlie riding the fire dragon.

"Oh, happy cooperation!"

Harry had a huge wound in his chest and abdomen, and the black-eyed wizard who fell down to the ground with a bloodshot glanced, then nodded happily at Thomas.

"Right ... sir, what dark magic are you in?"

"Uh ..." Thomas heard the shout and shook his head, "If I said ... I don't know, can you believe me?"

"Eh?"

Although Harry didn't let his guard down from beginning to end, because Thomas is exactly the same as the Black Mist and the Black Dead, but he didn't expect to get such an answer when he asked the question.

And just when they didn't know what to say next, Thomas could only hear a sudden roar of wind over his head. Immediately after that, there was a rumbling noise.

When he hurriedly turned around to wait and see, he only saw that a living Norwegian Ridgeback fell from the air to the ground!

"Fire dragon? Why is there a fire dragon here?"

Even with strong power, Thomas is still the original Thomas-at least until his exile, his temperament remained largely unchanged.

When he found out that a huge fire dragon had fallen behind him, he even hurried to the side, and finally hid behind the young man very shamefully.

To be honest, watching such a dark-smoke guy run behind him, Harry also secretly tightened the hilt of his sword in the beginning. But when he realized that the man in the dark mist seemed to be in fear, he immediately stopped.

Was this the same guy who just smashed the black pupil wizard into the ground with his power?

"Hey!" Harry comforted subconsciously. "It's okay, sir! That's my companion, Charlie Weasley of the Romanian Dragon Farm."

"what?"

Thomas heard it and thought of glancing at the back of the Norwegian Ridgeback. Sure enough, one of them was really sitting there, and even waved his hand to this side when he found that he was looking over.

"Can fire and fire dragons be completely tamed? It's ... How about Norwegian Ridgebacks being as fierce as Hungarian tree bees?"

Realizing that his knowledge of magical animals was enough Thomas, he was completely dumbfounded—no wonder that he could only be a little owl breeder. Is the knowledge he has learned out of date?

"Well ..." Harry thought this guy didn't seem to be an enemy, so he thought, "This gentleman, introduce yourself first, I'm Harry Potter. Then, can you tell me Whose name is it? "

"Harry ... oh, Harry Potter?"

Thomas just felt that there were too many accidents he encountered today.

...

"Da ... Da ... Da ... Da ..."

The disadvantages of using the time converter are actually quite a lot-in addition to being nervous at all times, listening to the "tick" sound echoing in my ears seems to be endless. Upset thing.

But now, Maca doesn't care much about it, let alone he knows that the voice that always lingers in his ears should soon disappear.

A total of five hours of retrospective time is coming to an end, and the world will soon "turn" back to the "position" where it uses its time converter.

And his test of the rules of time, although it has not really reached the ideal level in that plan, there are indeed a lot of gains.

Especially Thomas in front of him, in fact, he just found a relatively suitable candidate, but did not expect that he really picked the right person.

At least, although this man seems to have little responsibility most of the time, let alone a tough will. But after a bit of guidance, it can still show some potential at some key moments.

So it seems ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ It's not that Maca rescued him and gave him a rare opportunity.

Seeing that Harry seemed to be trying to win over Thomas, and Charlie on Nobetta's back followed to say a few words, Maca didn't leave here immediately.

He was still waiting, waiting for the unsteady "tick" in his ear to stop, before he suddenly took that step forward.

"Good evening, Harry, Charlie ..."

"Maca?"

As soon as he heard the familiar voice suddenly sounding nearby, Harry looked back, and saw that Maca was walking slowly towards them.

"Bring this gentleman!" He said, "Oh, yes ... Mr. Thomas, I think if you really want to do something different than before, this might be a good opportunity. "

"Of course, we won't force you because London today is indeed quite dangerous."

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