"... is Luna?"

Ron had just heard Luna's name from Ginny's mouth, and hadn't even had time to say anything else. He suddenly heard a figure in a tent not far away piercing the ceiling and flying into the air.

Yes, Ron noticed at first glance that the figure was definitely not rushed out by himself, but was thrown directly by smashing the top of the tent by a huge force!

"what?"

Hearing the movement, Ginny turned back, and looked along Ron's eyes.

"Who is that?"

Just then, Ron, who was squinting against the light, suddenly grabbed Ginny's elbow, and hurriedly dragged her back.

"Go, fly over here!"

"Wait, we have to catch him"

Seeing that Ginny was struggling to save others, Ron knew that there was no way to explain it in a short time, so he simply pulled Ginny back and continued to insist.

Obviously, in terms of strength, it was Ron, the man's old man. Ginny was forcibly dragged out of the place and retreated to the middle of the bonfire.

"Ginny, I can't explain it to you for a while, but I promise, that's not a good person!"

"What are you talking about? Where will it be in the camp?"

Before she finished speaking, she saw that the figure in the sky had crossed a parabola in midair and smashed quickly towards the grass here.

"boom!"

The moment he was about to land, it seemed that the other party had finally cast a spell on the ground.

Suddenly, Ron and Ginny saw the figure suddenly cushioned, and paused a few inches above the grass. The impact of offsetting the speed caused the turf and mud to scatter, causing the Weasley brothers and sisters to take a few steps back and hide further.

After that, the two saw the figure lost its buoyancy and fell to the ground.

"Ma, Maca?"

Ginny took a closer look, and immediately saw the other person's appearance, and immediately rushed forward. But before she took the first step, Ron behind him grabbed his shoulders again, and instead dragged further.

"Don't go, that's not ... uh, maybe it's not ..." He hesitated first, but quickly shook his head, decisively, "No! It must not be Maca!"

Where is the real maca? You know, even before dealing with that "black man" Haierbo, he didn't stop at this level.

"What 'may not', 'must not be'? What the **** are you talking about?"

On the other side, although Ginny asked this time in her mouth, her heel was nailed in place and she no longer insisted on moving forward. Because she finally realized that Ron was holding herself so many times, there must be a reason.

Anyway, is Ron anyway her brother? Even if she wasn't always reliable, it seemed necessary to obey Ron's words before she could not figure out the situation at all.

What's more, the "Maca" obviously didn't really fall.

It is worth mentioning that the momentum when it was dealt with just now was a little too great, so that several asylum seekers who were busy living around them all gathered around. They all seemed surprised when they found that it was Maca who was about to get up on the grass.

"Everyone be careful, he is"

Ron only wanted to remind him, but suddenly, a palm suddenly appeared in front of him, and quickly enlarged in his eyes.

"Sorry! I don't think you'd better think about doing such a meaningless little move in the presence of me."

Before the palm touched Ron or released any magic, Ginny on the side saw a sudden spike in the other hand's oblique spur, and clasped the opponent's wrist firmly.

The "Maca" who grabbed her hand without a snoring sound and no further action, just stopped there as if locked by the whole body restraint spell.

"Maca?"

Ginny looked back and saw the person who appeared behind her silently. She was surprised, and then glanced back and forth in a hurry, before adding suddenly:

"Ah, right ... two macas?"

"Obviously there will only be one me in this world, isn't it?" The Maca standing behind her casually said, "Well, you all back."

At this moment, the other Maca who was caught in his wrist suddenly frowned.

"That's not necessary," he turned his head slightly, staring at the exact same figure, "not to mention anything else, at least, can it be done with the time converter, can't it?"

However, just when everyone was confused and seemed to make sense, the other Maca smiled and shook his head.

"At least I haven't seen it before. Who can go back in time and grabbed oneself and chat easily ... Well, you are trying to use these boring words to confuse everyone's audio-visual. It is not necessary!

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone around them could only hear a bang, and a black flame quickly ignited from the palm of his hand clasping the opponent's wrist, and spread along his arm.

"what"

In fact, the black flame only reached his shoulder and stopped extending, but it didn't mean to go out. The burning sensation of hitting the soul is more horrible than the drill of the heart. The pain caused the other person to fall into the ground holding his arms and cold sweat.

However, to be honest, the other party's willpower is obviously still there, even if it is painful, it just forbears no words. Just letting sweat flow on the forehead and back, people feel a little palpitated just by looking at it.

A moment later, that Maca waved backhand, extinguished the black flames at once, and temporarily relieved the opponent's unparalleled pain.

"Change back to your original look! Then tell me, what exactly does Haierbo want you to be a" spy "? And, did you just want to run away Luna? You want her to follow you, again what reason?"

"Keke ... kekekeke ..."

The figure who hasn't been relieved from the pain just now is leaning down and lying on the grass ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, gasping and coughing for a while. After a rest, I frowned:

"I ... I think it's you who want to get back to what it was"

"It looks like you're not dead."

"Oh!"

Black flames ignited again. This time it swept across the chest of the opponent. The burning sensation was not tolerable by ordinary people. On ordinary wizards, I'm afraid it's been crazy.

That's right, just like Neville's parents!

However, the other party was still holding on with perseverance. Even after opening his mouth a few times, he couldn't say anything again, but it was held up to the flame and was extinguished again.

"Oh? I seem to admire you a bit!" Said another Maca.