"There are no eternal friends or enemies in the world, only eternal interests."

This famous phrase comes from Winston Churchill, the Muggle Prime Minister who once led Britain to win the Second World War.

Obviously, as the two-time British Prime Minister, Churchill also had some contact with the magic world at the time. Because of this, if he puts this sentence on the wizards of the magic world, it is actually the same.

In today's era, the person who interprets his famous phrase the most "through" is probably the despicable Haierbo.

Yes, what Haierbo wants are interests, and those are "only for himself"!

He can use various intimidation, temptation, and delusion to gather others for his own use, and when necessary, he can abandon his sacrifice without hesitation.

In his eyes, there is no so-called "friend" or "enemy", because he has always been only himself deep in his heart.

Oh no, maybe a long time ago, there were some people who settled in him? It is a pity that those people are no longer there-they have long been consumed by the rules of time and they are left with no residue.

"Herbo's magical reaction appeared ... near Big Ben, not far from us."

At the table, the girl bowed her head slightly, staring at the star-shaped star ornament on the map. As you can see, it is moving a little bit, sometimes glowing red, and sometimes turning back to the original silver.

"Haierbo came nearby?" The rock youth heard it, and immediately smashed his mouth full of alcohol. "The last time his magic reaction appeared, he was inside the strange black humanoid body, and it was stiff Take McLean out of London ... Then, this time, should it still be in that body? "

"It should be like this," the girl nodded, faintly authentic. "The black big man was also in the same position. When the magic feedback appeared, the stars were indeed with the black big man."

"Well," the young rocker said, shaking the bottle in his hand, "I won't go this time! Last time I sneaked a glance to sneak out, and was almost spotted by the McLean!"

"Isn't that found?" The young gentleman on the coffee table smiled. "You are the best at hiding, who are you not going to?"

"Don't go without it!" The rock youth said angrily. "Haylbo's guy is not a good thing. Now he obviously has what he wants ... well, even if it might be almost meaning, that is time. Question! If I had caught him now, what would God know?

He didn't stop saying this, and the two spoke at the table over the cold:

"You might die."

Listening to this unrealistic discourse, the rock youth finally lost his anger, and suddenly he could only roll his eyes.

"Have you heard?" He stared back at the gentleman middle-aged. "In terms of the ego of that guy, I guess he hasn't even seen us as humans!"

"Okay, don't go if you don't go!" The middle-aged gentleman took a sip of coffee, and then sighed, "Fay, remember not to trigger those necklaces actively ... Now Haierbo may not need us to do it, wait and see Let's talk about it! "

"I know."

The girl said, she lowered her head again, and continued to play with her little slap doll.

But only a few seconds later, the rock youth sitting on the bar stool suddenly said loudly:

"Philip! Look, did the red light flash again?"

Before he finished speaking, the girl looked up again. And this time, there was a little dignity in her always bland face.

"He's coming to us ... with the **** guy."

...

Maca didn't expect that Haierbo's men still had real smart people. It is a pity that under the strong oppression of Haierbo, they could not resist at all, and could only use some methods of Yang Feng Yin Yin to gain more time for their judgment.

But ... Of course, the so-called "smart people" are not necessarily good people.

As for the three wizards who got together to do things, what they wanted was to see clearly who could kill Maca and Hailebo.

Although, in terms of consequences, they may prefer Maca to win this fight, but if Maca finally loses, I believe they will only support Haierbo without hesitation.

After all, following that guy is also of great risk—maybe when someone rises, even their nominal “subordinates” will be killed together.

But that's better than standing on the opposite side of the winner to find death, isn't it?

Of course, in any case, that's what happened after Maca and Haierbo really decided. As things stand, he doesn't have to worry about more enemies ...

Unless, Haierbo went to speak in person and let the remaining men start to attack!

"Well, all right."

At this moment, Maca was still staring at the crucible in the tent. When he found that the medicinal solution had almost condensed into a paste, he nodded his head, and then waved the flames under the crucible as much as possible, turning it into a piece of ice.

"laugh--"

As the steam erupted, the crucible quickly cooled, and even the ointment inside it became ice cream-like.

After finishing this last step, he picked up a special insulated medicine jar from the side and filled all the ointment with a wooden spoon.

"After the curse is gone, he should be able to regenerate his muscles and replenish his blood ... He is the dean of St. Mungo, and that little thing is definitely fine."

Maka muttered to herself, and put away the medicine jar, and planned to go to the bed and sleep for a while while it was still late at night ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ When passing by Harry and Ron He noticed that the two of them were sleeping together so sweetly that he couldn't help smiling.

"good night!"

Saying hello silently, Maca turned and walked in, and then she didn't even take off her clothes. She just lay on the soft quilt and prepared to do so.

However, at this moment, an abnormal wave of magic wave suddenly passed from his waist pocket, causing him to immediately sit up again.

"... is that necklace?"

Maca quickly took out the box containing the cursed necklace, and opened the lid to take a look, but found that the surface of the necklace was inexplicable with a grayish color visible to the naked eye.

What's even more strange is that he actually sensed a faint spiritual connection directly from the necklace and extended out of the tent.

"What does this ... mean?"