confusion!

I think it's hard to find another word besides the word "chaos" to describe the scene in Haifa right now.

The light of the enchantment flickered from one place to the next, from the various street buildings to the drowsy night.

However, at this moment in Haifa, there is more than just a group of wizards who are active on both sides.

Israel is a country that has suffered a lot of war baptism, and its port city of Haifa has also changed hands several times, so this Muggle city is exceptionally sensitive to the fire.

Speaking of which, before Israel was established, she was once brought under British rule and became a British enclave dedicated to oil refining.

Tonight, when Haierbo ’s hand shop spread out, a helicopter went to observe the situation.

Although the three helicopters before and after all seemed to have been shot down without any effect, but Haifa's reaction speed can be seen only, she would not kill the neck as Haierbo initially imagined.

After that, the city of Haifa seemed to prove this, and the armament forces were pulled out at once. Even if the senior management of Haifa must not have figured out what is going on, there is nothing to be done.

Haierbo stood at the top of a tall building, staring blankly at the city in the dark.

He stood firmly under his feet, as if all that was happening in front of him had not affected him much. Even if his action tonight was completely forced to begin, even if Muggle's power was completely different from what he remembered, his attitude was the same.

Yes, at least on the surface, he is still dismissive of all this.

However, Haierbo can remain indifferent to this, and let his "man" who is temporarily transformed make life work. But at this time Akinbad, who was also observing the command, was in a different mood.

"Go, immediately notify the members of the federation and discuss the solution of Muggle Haifa urgently! Be sure to tell them that the Muggle Naval Base in Haifa has been alarmed here!"

He grabbed the arm of a certain reviewer, and hurriedly said a trick before letting go. Then he thought about it, but once again grabbed the reviewer who left.

"If any of them ask 'what is the naval base', explain to them ..." Akinbad gritted his teeth and said, "Then I will tell those people that I will cancel their membership in the next meeting. vote!"

The inspector heard a word and nodded again and again, and Akinabad let go of his grip on the opponent's clothes again.

But when the guy was about to return from Mirage, Ajimbad reached out to him for the third time, and because of this grasping energy, he overwhelmed his head and dragged him into a puppet.

"and also--"

The president of the federation hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded like he had made an important decision.

"Send a letter to Mr. Maca McLean of Hogwarts School of Magic ... No, you can go there by yourself and ask him to come here for help! This matter should be placed before the two I just said Do it. "

Akinbad originally wanted to go by himself, but at present he can't get away.

After all, until now the "famous Haierbo" did not show up. As the chairman who personally led everyone, he had to fight here.

"I see." The reviewer responded honestly, but hesitated quickly, "Chairman, do you have anything else to say?"

The upset Akinbad didn't give him a good look, so he gave him a glare.

"Come on!"

...

Today is the day when Maca has had difficulty getting a bed to sleep. And it was also a rare day when he planned to sleep well all night.

It's just ... Of course, after receiving Akinbad's letter in the afternoon, he didn't expect to be able to sleep until dawn.

Now, while Maca was still sleeping in the bed, a faint sound coming out of the window easily disturbed his dream.

"... Mr. McLean ... Mr. McLean? McLean ..."

Marka's breath was abrupt, and after a few seconds, his eyelids rolled with the eyeballs inside, and then he took a long breath.

"... sorry for my Peking duck, it is still hanging in the duck oven!"

He muttered, struggling to open his eyelids.

"But then again ... just a dream, should it be so real? It actually started from buying ducks in the grocery market ... Was it XX that I drove?"

Since coming to this world until now, his chances of dreaming about the past life are getting lower and lower ... well! This may also be the relationship that he has not been sleeping well.

No longer thinking about it, Maca put aside her dream for a moment, lifted the quilt, and rolled out of bed.

It didn't take long for him to prepare himself and hurriedly travelled all the way.

"Professor McGonagall," as he descended the stairs, he met McGonagall, who was also walking down. "Oh, professor, go back to sleep! I know who is looking for me outside ... I'll take care of it."

Maca noticed at a glance that McGonagall was obviously in a hurry.

I saw that the button on the other's jacket was neatly buttoned, but there was still a slight contradiction of light blue in the collar-I'm afraid the robe is still worn inside!

But compared to a little messy clothing, McGonagall's thoughts were quite clear. She only frowned slightly when she didn't care about Maca's persuasion:

"Is it Akinbad? Is there something wrong with the Israeli magic?"

Maca really didn't want to add any more thought to the principal who was busy at Hogwarts all day. But he also knew that even if he didn't say it, McGonagall would soon learn some of the latest developments.

So after a little thought, he had to smile frankly.

"I think ... there probably was a fight over there," he said. "You know, the hands of Haierbo and the Federation--"

As he was talking, he heard another call outside the castle, and he shrugged again.

"Seeing that they are so anxious, maybe Muggle's war forces are ... well, in short, Mr. Akinbad, he should be anxious at this time."

"Then they want you to go ..."

McGonagall looked at Maca, first looked up and down, and then stretched out his hands to arrange his clothes. It wasn't until she pulled the collar of Maca's robes back and straightened that she patted his arm and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go! Be careful, and come back immediately if in danger-don't be careless."

Marka understands that Professor McGonagall's move is not her identity as principal Hogwarts, but her care as an ordinary elder.

If she changed the former, she wouldn't be able to say the words "come back in danger".

And Maca knows better that the fundamental reason why Professor McGonagain showed this attitude to him was that he talked to McGonagall some time ago.

"Ok, I know."

He nodded slightly, then said nothing, and quickly turned to continue downstairs.

...

"... Mr. McLean! You finally came out ... Ah! I mean, Mr. Akinbad is looking forward to your emergency! Please help me-"

At the gate of the school, while Maca turned around and closed the iron fence door, she listened to the earnest plea of ​​the federation reviewer behind her.

To say that the people coming out of the federation, it is certainly impossible to ask someone to do things with such a face in ordinary days-others are too late to ask them!

But if something goes wrong, they have to turn to some real and powerful wizards.

The magic world has been a place of strength since ancient times, even if the situation in the modern magic world has continued to move closer to the Muggle social concept.

"Stop it!" Maca turned and said, after re-attaching defensive magic to the school gate. "You tell me briefly, what's going on there, especially the Muggle side?" Involvement. "

After such an interruption by Maca, the seemingly weak reviewer finally accepted what was being talked about ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and remembered it a bit.

It's true enough to say that, no matter how chaotic the Haifa city is today, he is still correct, and he is not afraid that Maca won't want to go after hearing it.

You know, this afternoon Maca directly rejected the invitation of their president.

After listening to the scene described by the other party, Maca was a little surprised.

He was not surprised that the Muggle side of Haifa City responded quickly, but that Haierbo actually made so many hands to do things during the time difference of the emergency organization of the Federation!

"Okay," Maca said after just thinking about it for a while, "you should have a task, so go ahead! I'll go over and see the situation ..."

It is only natural for the reviewer to understand some of the more crucial elements in this matter. However, there are things that can be predicted in advance-even if he does not have the blood of the prophet, it will not be inexplicable astrology.

After standing still for a while, Maca raised her head and whistleed, then took out her pen and paper, and wrote a letter against the floating curse.

And when he finished writing the letter, Owl Marfa just flew over from the forbidden forest, and took the initiative to curl up the parchment paper.

Marka raised her arm halfway and whispered something to Malfa standing on his arm. Following him, he raised his hand and watched Malfa flapping his wings, disappearing into the night.

After finishing all the necessary preparations, it didn't take long for his figure standing at the gate of the school to disappear along with a twist of space.

But when he appeared from another place, he only felt his breath stagnation, and his whole body was wrapped in a coldness ...

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