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When Harry saw the familiar figure by the sea, he immediately recognized who the other party was—no way, he had been chasing the back for too long and too long, and it seemed as if he could not remember the other party. The original look.

However, even if the figure in Harry's impression couldn't catch up, reality gradually told him something. That is, no matter how powerful people fail, no one dares to say that they are the best in the world.

No Voldemort, no Grinwald, no maca ... even the mean Heilbo might not.

When Harry gradually realized this, he suddenly felt that he felt relaxed for a while, as if he had unintentionally unloaded an extremely heavy burden.

"Harry, you are here."

Maca didn't go to see the gloomy sea. He just listened to the sound of the waves crashing against the reef below, and stood there with a narrow squint.

In this state, his perception of surrounding magic waves can reach a fairly high degree of acuity. Not to mention the arrival of a small group of Harry, even a fish below the surface of the sea and a bird passing by in midair could not escape his induction.

Of course, Maca didn't do it aimlessly. He was preparing for his next series of actions.

"Harry, turned around. Did you find anything?"

"Oh, no," Harry heard, walking to Maca with a broom, and said casually, "Uh, yes! If I had to say anything-I found one in the wood there Small flock of boobies, does that count? "

"Forget it! There aren't many wild pheasants now ..."

Having said that, Maca finally retracted her extended spiritual power a little and turned around and said:

"Good morning, Harry! Ah, I suggest you better go back as soon as possible ... otherwise, Sirius, maybe they will wipe out your breakfast together. What I brought It ’s all good things the chefs of the Blois family just made in the morning! "

"Oh, that sounds great!"

Harry stood in front of Maca, scratched his head, and waved at the players behind him.

"Everyone heard it-anyway, our patrol mission has been completed, you go back first! I will come over in a moment."

Immediately after that, the patrolmen cheered and went head to head to the warehouse. Harry looked at the back of them as they went away, and then turned away before he looked at Maca:

"You came here so early today ... Are you going to 'opposite'?"

The fact that Harry's temperament had noticed this showed that he might have realized the possibility before seeing Maca this morning.

Yes, in fact, many people know that Makar will go to Haierbo to settle accounts sooner or later. And as far as the current situation is concerned, it must be "as soon as possible."

However, relatively speaking, the time of Haierbo's injury was actually an opportunity for everyone to take a breath. Regardless of others, Maca must adjust herself first, because some things can only be borne by him at present.

"Yes!"

Facing Harry's inquiry, Maca answered very calmly, and no longer felt a little secretive like in Blois.

"Also, I can only go alone-you don't even think about it."

Hearing this, Harry subconsciously touched the hilt of the Gryffindor sword hanging around his waist, apparently hesitating. However, when he remembered that he was thrown down by Haierbo a short time ago, and almost even "lost" his life, he still drew the right hand touching the hilt to the side again.

"Well, I see. I listen to you."

"Very well," Maca smiled at him. "Your task is to stare at the fog across the sea-the guy at Haierbo always likes to choose some unexpected options. The more we don't think he will now Just choose to attack across the sea, maybe he will have to come from the sea! So, here is also very important. "

"No problem, leave it to me!" Harry nodded immediately. "Oh, of course, and Sirius, and those who stayed here."

After he had finished speaking, Harry took a step back.

"Then ... I'll taste the breakfast you brought ..." He thought for a while and added, "Be careful."

The words didn't end, and Harry finally turned and walked back. Maca looked at his figure and nodded slightly, then paused slightly before raising her voice and saying:

"I have to return this sentence to you-‘ Be careful, ’Ginny told me!”

This time, Harry didn't look back, but just raised his hand and waved to indicate that he had heard it. Soon after, his back disappeared into the corner of a distant building.

Seeing this, Maca suddenly took a step back as Harry did, turned back, and walked towards the sea. One step, two steps, three steps, and then suddenly disappeared on the way.

...

The gray mist has been in Kent, England for a long time, and they seem to have no sign of wanting to continue moving, as if motionless.

Around Kent, many Muggle cities have gradually become empty. Muggle residents in those towns have been evacuated to shelter and shelter elsewhere under the joint action of the military and police.

Of course, these Muggles who had been forced to leave their home cities were not as fortunate as the refugees led by Maca and Lupin. The large number of migrants is a burden on cities that must accept them in accordance with the order.

For those large numbers of migrants, there is actually a special title-"refugees".

Muggle society in Britain has undergone tremendous turmoil. The Prime Minister of Muggle has been stressed so much that he cannot sleep at night all day, and his hair is more than half white.

Maybe ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This is also the reason why the Prime Minister was not listed when Maca went to the royal asylum last night!

However, Maca's attention is clearly not on those Muggle refugees. Because, his eyes have always focused on the root of the problem, that is, the despicable Haierbo, and the large mist that he had smashed out.

But to talk about the fog, then obviously you have to look at the family of wizards sent by Mr. Blois to explore the fog.

"It is indeed the first controversial family of wizards in France ... not to mention, this number is already surprising enough."

In mid-air, Maca flew for a week against the edge of the mist. Along the way, what he saw were camps with Blois family flags. Roughly, I was afraid that at least hundreds of people would be stationed here.

It's a pity that even if Velly's father sent so many people over, there are still many elites among the family wizards. But until now, there hasn't been too much real intelligence back to Fort Blois.

Is Hilbo currently in Kent? No one knows yet.