"What's wrong with her? Comes all over, don't want to go in?"

Outside Azkaban, Maca followed the two along the deserted island for a while—he thought the woman would try to enter the prison, but soon he found that the other party was still far away from the prison. Stopped some distance.

Maca didn't believe she would suddenly regret something ... You know, before this, the group had almost rushed forward at their lives!

"So ... are you thinking about how to cross the guard line?"

After watching for a while, Maca shook her head.

"It doesn't look like it."

At this moment, not far from the place where Maca was hiding, Millian sat very casually on a rock.

Instead of managing the young assistant minister around her, she rubbed her face vigorously. From the perspective of Maca, she could only see her side face, but even so, Maca could detect the exhaustion that gradually appeared in the expression on the other side.

Tired should be, just this afternoon, she encountered so many things. While struggling, he had to evade Maca's pursuit, and no one would easily go where he changed.

In fact, even Maca, who always has an advantage, is a little tired now.

"Can't you just want to rest for a while?" Maca leaned back on a huge rock and looked sideways, secretly, "Or is it ... waiting for someone to come here to meet? "

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to look in the direction of the fortress prison at all, he passed such a thought in his mind, and then immediately turned his head and glanced at the position where he was going.

That only doorway to Azkaban did not show any movement. Apparently, the island outside the prison was only him and the other two people over there.

But at this moment, Maca's ears moved slightly, and a slight voice was faintly coming from the distant sky.

It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

It stands to reason that at this time, you can still see wonderful sunlight, soft sandy beaches, and beautiful sea lines on the island, but in Azkaban, these natural landscapes full of positive energy may not be able to see a few return.

On this island, the sky is often dim, and the sky always seems to be covered with a layer of thick or thin gray yarn. It's like telling everyone that this place is really a real dead place that refuses guests to visit.

Yes, this is actually a "dead land"-at least for those Muggles.

In fact, this area of ​​the sea is equivalent to another Bermuda triangle in the North Sea in Muggle's cognition. Shipwrecks and crashes have occurred frequently, but nothing has been found for investigation.

But in fact, they never came to Azkaban, and even the wreckage on the sea floor was distributed in another sea area not far from the island.

"Helicopter ...?"

Maca thinks he should have heard it right, but is it possible to hear the sound of helicopter rotors here?

Suddenly, Maca turned her head and frowned in the direction of the sound, and she really saw that a small black spot in the distant sky was gradually zooming in.

And just as Maca stared, another voice sounded not far from him.

"coming!"

That voice wasn't loud, but outside this barren prison, no small voice would be easily missed by Maca's ears.

It was the woman who spoke.

"Oh, are you really waiting for someone ..." Maca asked in confusion. "That's understandable, but ... why did you come by helicopter?"

Like Hogwarts, most of Muggle's equipment will fail near Azkaban. The woman is a wizard, should n’t you know that?

Sure enough, when Maca looked again at the black spot in the air, she saw that the helicopter suddenly swayed, and the speed of the rotor was suddenly reduced a lot.

Soon, the helicopter began to fall in a very out-of-control attitude, and he was about to go straight to the sea for a bath.

But it was at this instant that the helicopter, which had stopped operating in any way, suddenly stopped falling, and even if it seemed to have a big hand holding it, it moved straight across the island.

"Looks like someone who can't be ignored?"

Marka looked at the "Iron Golem" that was getting closer, and could not help but have a little more alert.

Helicopters are really light. The weight of a few tons can not be lifted by an ordinary wizard with a floating spell-not to mention, just now it was still falling out of control!

While thinking about it, Maca took out another bottle of immortal potion and supplemented her invisibility.

The helicopter came very quickly, and it didn't take long for it to land steadily beside Millian's side, and two suit men came out of the cabin.

Behind the two, Hiemann, also in a black suit, pushed out the wheelchair in which the old man was sitting.

"Go to the fortress and check the situation first ... keke ..." The old man gently raised his finger on the armrest, "Go! Just leave me here."

"Well, I know."

Seaman nodded, headed straight for the prison, and squeezed her eyes lightly as she passed Million's side.

"boss."

Seeing this, Millian, who had already stood up from the rock, immediately hurried to the old man and consciously walked to the back of him and held the handle of the wheelchair.

"Milli ..." The old man looked up at the black rock fortress and said quietly, "Is there only one left for you?"

"I'm sorry, boss ..." Millian heard that, and couldn't help pursing her lips. "Yes, I'm the only one left ... probably."

"No, you don't have to apologize for this," the old man smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper. "It's my apology that I'm right about ... Make you all have to ... "

"No!" Millie Ann pressed her hand to the old man's skinny shoulders, and whispered, "No, you haven't, you've never had it ... you children's lives were picked up by you, no. One would be unwilling. "

She talked, paused a moment, and looked at the obscure horizon again: "Seriously, before closing your eyes, you can take a look at the city that was remembered as a child. That is already very satisfying. "

"... Really?" The old man blinked, calmly.

Millian nodded again-she knew that even though she was standing behind the old man, her every move was under the control of the old man.

While the two were talking quietly, the other two men in suits didn't speak, they just stood side by side near the old man and listened silently.

When no one spoke again, the sound of the distant waves beating on the shore reef continued in this desolate and dreary wasteland.

However, Himan, who went to visit the prison first, didn't give them much time to silence. Before long, the guy trot back.

"The boss, a total of eighteen wizards, were guarded inside and outside the sentry towers and the doorways at the four corners of the prison. They are of average strength, but they cannot be resolved casually ..."

He waved his hands and said with a smile: "Of course, it wouldn't be impossible if I went to solve them all!"

"No ... keke ... there is no need ..."

The old man said, took out a small test tube from the pocket of his coat, and gave a slight gesture towards Hilmann.

"Have a hard flight!"

"Oh, look at what you said! No hard work, no hard work—"

Seaman nodded immediately, reached out to take the glass test tube from the old man, and then put his hand in his mouth. After that, he actually started taking off his clothes.

"Can't you prepare a few more sets to take with you?" Millie Ann reprimanded coldly, "Even if I just buy some at Muggle Mall, we don't lack that money!"

"Hey!" Seaman smiled nakedly with a bare upper body, holding the test tube vaguely, "What a waste!"

As he was talking about it, he took off his pants, and then took a few trot ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and raised his hands to Millian's hands.

"Don't want to live anymore?" Millian's hands shrank, but she threw backhand and hit Seaman's face. "Be careful I will bundle you up and throw them into the sea to feed the fish."

"Oh, okay, okay!"

Seeing that she really seemed angry, Seaman took a few steps back and hugged her pants. He knew that if he really annoyed the young lady, he would suffer.

Hippie said with a smile on his face, but Himan leaned over again and picked up the clothes and put them aside, and then took a deep breath.

And the next moment, the frivolous smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a surprisingly solemn expression.

"drink--"

After yelling, his whole body's skin immediately swelled and changed color, and the outline of the whole person was twisted and enlarged.

Maca saw that his mouth began to bulge, his eyes became narrow, his arms contracted to his side, and his legs gradually reversed. This was obviously a deformation, but it was not a giant like Asaph.

The only body type is also extremely huge, even if compared with the giant may not be too inferior.

Himan's deformation speed may be faster than Biasa. Before long, Maca watched a thunderbird in the air once he had seen once, Thunderbird rising into the sky, and flew straight to the sky.

Maca narrowed her eyes slightly as the air flow inspired by the take-off took off, and he followed Millian and others to raise his head. He already knew what the other party was going to do.

The next moment, as if to make a confirmation for Maca's heart, the dark clouds began to condense from the sky above Azkaban.

A thunderstorm is inevitable.

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