About an hour from Tianming. The battle continued for almost an entire night, as if finally there was a gradual cessation.

Of course, although the number of black pupil wizards is gradually decreasing, the situation in London seems to have begun to lean towards the Order of the Phoenix. But the crazy wizards under Haierbo's hands were still quite tricky.

So until now, there are still noisy noises, explosions, impacts and call signs in the city of London ... everywhere.

Especially the large-scale battlefield over Sirius, let alone a result that can be tossed out in just one night.

I was exhausted, and secretly accumulated in each person's body and heart.

I want to talk about exhaustion. I am afraid that the most tired tonight is Harry. Although Haierbo temporarily stopped releasing black pupils, there are still many people in the urban area.

In order to find "they" one by one and try his best to get rid of them, Harry and Thomas, who formed a team with him, kept running and searching. The degree of hard work is self-evident.

As for Charlie, who was still with Harry on the way, after Thomas joined, he rode the fire dragon to Bill to continue searching and rescue ...

"Thomas, here ... Oh, it seems that you really don't know the way! Going this way is the direction to Saint Mungo. You go there, and you should go to the broken pot bar in a moment!"

Phantom Appearance is indeed a particularly convenient mantra that allows wizards to reach anywhere they have been. But in this way, there are really a lot of idiots in this magic world.

And without a doubt, this Thomas must be one of them.

哦 "Oh, Mr. Potter, go slower-the fog is too heavy, and I'm afraid I will lose it when I walk around!"

"Oh **** ... ah no, I mean, Merlin ..."

Harry reluctantly slowed down, lest Thomas really didn't keep up, and then he had to go back to him.

的 The darkness before dawn seems particularly deep, and the haze is so dim that the visibility in this alley is really low. After the two passed through the aisle to the outside street, the street lights barely brought them a little light.

"Hey! Thomas ... my God, where are you going?"

"Ah? Isn't it here? But you just said ..."

To be honest, with the power of the Bewitching Stele given by Maca, Thomas' strength has become quite strong. Since this half-night, Harry has cooperated with him to kill many black pupil wizards, and the two also have some rare tacit understanding.

So from the perspective of fighting together, Harry still has a little identification with the "uncle" who is not very old.

Unfortunately, in addition to fighting, the two of them obviously have to keep going.

Alas, it might as well say that most of the time between the two of them is mainly spent on the road.

Because riding on a flying broom can not see the ground at all, flying too low and easily hit the building, the two had to rely on only one leg to search for the enemy.

So imagined, how much sin do you have to rush with a Lu Chi who is surprisingly strong and runs fast?

If it wasn't for Thomas gradually adapting to the feeling of jogging, Harry would like to let him run on his back, at least so that the two would not leave without notice.

"Here! See? You should have known you here?"

哦 "Oh ... Taotao department store is here!"

Uh ...

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

For a while, the slightly restrained knocking sounded from the door of the ward. It was probably that the people inside thought that everyone inside was still sleeping, so they didn't dare to knock too much.

However, as soon as the voice came in the dark, Hermione and others opened their eyes, propped up their upper body and looked towards the door.

"Maca?"

Almost at the same time, several friends have subconsciously said the name. Obviously everyone really wants to see him.

After all, in the current turmoil, only Maca is the most reassuring.

At this moment, Percy, who was closest to the door, first got up from the bunk and waved at everyone.

我 "I'll see who's here."

He didn't say anything, and he didn't ask who was outside. He reached out and twisted the doorknob.

"Porter? You ... uh?"

Percy had just called Harry and was about to ask if he was injured or anything, but then he put his hand in his arms like a foe.

哦 "Oh no no-not the enemy! He is-"

Harry at the door shook his hand quickly, but before he could explain, Percy's wand hurried against his chest.

Isn't Percy because he has been lying at home for too long and hasn't fully recovered? How come the cane is so fast? Not only that, his movements are particularly clean and clear, which is definitely an effect that can only be achieved after a lot of practice.

"Don't talk nonsense, answer me!" Percy asked cautiously with his cane pointed at his chest, "Professor Dumbledore hid something on Christmas the year you attended Hogwarts. Inside the flame strawberry pudding (Note ①)? "

"Hmm? In first grade?"

"Yes! Come on ... if you still want to prove that you are Harry Potter!"

"Hey, Percy, it's been almost six years! Hell, you want me to remember what was hidden in the Christmas pudding six years ago-"

He was talking, and Harry suddenly stunned, then stared at Percy's mouth and said quickly:

"It's a silver piece! A crescent-shaped silver piece! I remember it-you only have one piece of silver piece on each college long table! It almost broke your incisors!"

"Who asked you to mention my incisors? I just asked you what was hidden inside!" Percy muttered angrily, and then withdrew the wand and said, "Now you can say, the one behind you Is it ... what? "

But on the other side, Harry was still thinking about the silver piece, and he heard it a little doubtfully: "Professor Dumbledore said that the silver piece was hidden by him? Why don't I remember it at all?"

"Do you still need to say that?" Ron, who had just walked over to greet his good buddies, said, "That's a crescent-shaped silver piece-exactly like Professor Dumbledore's spectacle lenses!"

行 "Okay! Don't think about Christmas silver," Hermione immediately urged, "Harry, hurry ... uh, tell us?"

Seriously, when everyone came together one after another and saw Thomas standing behind Harry, almost everyone was taken aback.

After all, even if there are black dead in Voldemort who have never seen Voldemort, whoever sees a black humanoid creature will probably be alert ... even fear.

Alas, Harry was clearly used to Thomas' scary look.

"Oh, this is Mr. Thomas, a sorcerer who is quite powerful in fighting!" He said as he turned his head and glanced at him, then wondered, "Well? Is the black mist on your body ... … Lighter than it was at the beginning? "

"Oh! Can you see it?"

At first Thomas was still a little confused because of Percy's questioning. The moment he heard Harry asked about this, the spirit immediately came.

"I've been thinking of ways halfway, to see if I can put away some dark fog-you see, this is really easy to scare people, especially in this period of time!"

As he explained, he couldn't help but reach for the dark fog in front of him, then shrugged:

虽 "Though they don't prevent me from seeing things."

Harry waved his hands indifferently after hearing this, and then turned around and told everyone:

总 "Anyway, that's okay-we happened to meet Maca at that time, he had checked for Mr. Thomas, and at that time he still recommended Mr. Thomas to form a partner with me!"

"Recommended by Maca?" Hermione nodded as soon as she heard it. "Then it must be okay-all right, come in! You must be tired. Sit down and take a break, and eat some cookies." ! "

After a while, everyone gathered Harry and Thomas together into the ward, busy preparing and drinking for the two overworked "fighters" one by one. Only Delphi was still sitting in the backrest chair in the corner, staring hard at the black Thomas.

In the future world she knows, Maka has used the "arrogant" rule of the Bewitching Stele to make a lot of people, including wizards and various magical creatures ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ if there are not so many The help is determined by those who can't stop Haierbo's later forces.

Therefore, Delphi was very impressed by this dark mist wizard, and even she was saved by these fathers.

Unexpectedly, now she finally saw such a wizard who was then called a "black apostle"-needless to say, this title was just to distinguish it from Voldemort's "black dead", and it was only made by Maca Set it casually.

I can't ...

"Mr. Thomas, may I ask ... is there only a wizard like you?"

Hearing Delphi in the corner of the room, he suddenly asked, and Thomas was still eating. To be honest, he has never seen such a beautiful girl!

"Uh ..." He said after a while, "Did you say that you were smoking like me? Well ... as far as I know, it should be me alone ... I didn't see anything else. "

哦 "Oh, so ... thank you."

After hearing Delphi's answer, Delphi was actually a little confused.

Because she also clearly remembers that the father in her memory made as many as ten at a time when she first made the black apostles.

So, why is there just one for him today?

"... Well, maybe it's just because of scattered manufacturing?" She thought secretly in her heart.

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