"Keekeke ... keke ... vomit ..."

Under a certain night sky, a series of coughs and retching sounded suddenly in a quiet alley in the suburbs of London.

"Cough ... kekekekeke ..."

Listening to the pain and gasping in the voice, it really made people worry about whether they would cough up the lungs.

A moment later, the cough stopped for a moment, as a figure emerged from the dark alley against the wall. Just looking at the procrastinating footsteps, you can see that the person's condition is obviously so bad that even walking becomes extremely difficult for a while.

However, even then, the figure did not mean to stop.

Tonight's sky is still clear, and a bright moon frequently shuttles between thin clouds, making the streets light and dark from time to time. When the moonlight was falling on the road, the silhouette of the man could be seen a little.

But I saw that it seemed to be a man with a dark windbreaker all over his body. On top of his head, he also wears a wide-brimmed round hat to hide his face, making it impossible to recognize what kind of appearance is hidden in the shadow under the brim of the hat.

"Cough ... cough."

Suddenly, the man coughed twice, even though the volume had been deliberately lowered, but it still seemed unusually clear in this quiet street.

"Is it over there?"

Just look at the figure leaning obliquely on the wall of the alley, and looked around left and right, and then there was a blurry voice coming out from under the hat.

I probably coughed too much, and the voice was obviously hoarse, and ... it seemed to be so thin.

"Ahem, huh ..." After confirming the position a little, the man then shook his head and said to himself, "It seems that I need some rest."

Wu Wu murmured, the man was trying to help the wall to go forward, but he didn't know what he was aware of, so he turned back suddenly.

It was obvious that due to his physical condition, this sudden turn made his feet tremble, and he almost sat on the side of the street unsteadily.

But those arms were unexpectedly robust compared to the crippled feet coming down.

At the moment of turning suddenly, a slender and delicate wand had already appeared in his right hand, and before the magic was cast, some kind of eerie ghost appeared.

The next moment, a slightly obscure green awn was closed immediately, like a dark green lightning enclave cut through the drowsiness on the street.

There is no doubt that it was a life-threatening curse without any hesitation, and it was also extremely skillful in silent curse.

Who would have thought that a person who seemed so weak and almost unsustainable that people might think that they might fall down at any time could still have such a sharp and decisive skill?

Perhaps it was precisely because of this unexpected curse that I saw dozens of feet away, and the space quietly swept by the green light was twisted, and then another black robe figure appeared silently. come out.

"Interesting, really interesting ... It seems that there are still many unexpected wizards in this world." The man in the black robe said slowly, "Well, I want to come too-if there is only one Maca Mike in this era Isn't that too boring, Ryan? "

"Cough, cough, cough ..."

It wasn't the words that answered him, but another hard cough. But at first the man coughed, but his hand was still not trembling, and the tip of his stick was as firm as ever.

A few seconds later, the constantly coughing wizard in the trench coat spoke slowly, telling a fact that the other party was also slightly surprised.

"You are‘ despicable Haierbo. '”

The voice was still hoarse and almost unbearable.

On the other side, Haierbo, who had been identified at once, gently drew his robe and turned his back to Moonlight. At this moment, he did not know what his expression was.

"I haven't shot yet, you know who I am?" He said softly. "Or did you come to me on purpose?"

"Ahem ... find you?"

There was impatience in the hoarse voice.

"I don't have this spare time ... After all, whatever you want to do, it has nothing to do with my purpose. Stop talking nonsense, or you leave yourself, or ... I'll 'please' you go."

Haierbo heard that the eyes hidden in the shadows suddenly narrowed, and a sharp sharp edge suddenly appeared in his sight.

"McLean can say that because he's arrogant, and that's it." He said, "And you-do you think you are qualified to speak to me like this?"

"Ahhhhhh ... hhhhhhhh!"

The trench coat wizard coughed and gasped, but his tone remained calm. Under the premise of knowing that the other party is the ancient black wizard Haierbo, he can be so calm. There are not many such wizards in this world.

However, this trench coat wizard is more than just talking about it!

Without warning, a symbol flashed on the forehead under its brim. At the same time, a green light flashed out along with it, and it was wiped past Haierbo's ears.

At this instant, Haierbo didn't even move.

This is not the death rule that he does not want to evade, even if he is unwilling to bear it. But the reason why he never moved was because his body stopped at that moment.

Even if it takes less than a second, this is enough to produce a lot of things in the wizard's duel.

"Hmm, is it another holder now ..."

Although Haierbo was surprised, he still seemed very calm. He heard him sneer suddenly, "Yes, the time is coming, it should be so."

After all, he seemed to think for a moment, then nodded quickly.

"Okay, then ... I'd like to welcome you to join this fun 'game'. If possible, we will meet again ..."

Before the words fell, Haierbo suddenly disappeared in place.

The trench coat wizard didn't speak anymore, but looked coldly at where the other person left. After careful confirmation, he turned around again and continued to move forward.

"Keekeke, I didn't expect to meet 'Dirty Haierbo'. I hope this meeting will not have any bad effects ..."

"... I will definitely come to your rescue."

Taking a few steps, the weak wizard suddenly added with a husky voice.

...

Early in the morning, at the gate of Hogwarts school.

"Wait for my letter when I go back! Before I say I can come, just stay at home and loose the soil and plant flowers-I will send the new herbal notes."

"Ok."

When Willie nodded with a serene smile, Maca turned to her father:

"Mr. Blois, I can send us so many helpers this time, and I won't say any thanks. I can only say that these are indeed very reliable wizards, and we Hogwarts are lacking such A group of well-known aid forces! "

Blois was also slightly hesitant, and patted Maca's shoulder by the way.

"If it's not enough, write again!" He said exceptionally generously. "The Blois family lacks everything, just people and money, haha!"

Is it called "Missing everything"-Maca really wanted to say something like this, but in the end he took it in and didn't leak his voice out.

"Okay, then we'll go back first," Blois waved, "I hope Willie can come to school as soon as possible-I can't wait to send the younger generation to Hog with you as a professor here Woz. "

After saying so, he stretched out Willie's arm and wanted to take his daughter back to Blois. But at this moment, Maca seemed to remember something, and reached out to signal him to wait again.

"That's right," he said, "if the situation suddenly gets worse, I might send some people over to Blois, I'm afraid I have to take care of him."

"Oh, of course that's fine!"

After confirming that Maca had nothing more to say, the father and daughter of Blois finally accompanied the space distortion and disappeared from the school gate.

"Do you want to send anyone over?" Professor McGonagall asked at the moment, "Is it Granger Xiaojie?"

"No, why," Maca smiled helplessly. "Actually I thought, but do you think they will leave? And to be honest, now they do have some ability to protect themselves and can no longer They are treated as children! "

"Not their words, that's--"

"Just a few 'real' children," Maca shrugged, questioning Professor McGonagall, "Isn't I saved a bunch of little guys before? In fact, there are still some people who haven't been able to find their homes ... Anyway, I also I think they saved them. I ca n’t save them once.

With a slight shake of his head, he stretched his waist and walked out of the door.

"Professor McGonagall, I have to go back to St. Mungo ... At present it seems that there is no movement in Haierbo. You and the professors can enjoy the remaining Christmas holiday!"

"I think that after a while, this calm life may be over again."

Just after saying this ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Maca also flickered and disappeared into McGonagall's sight.

"This child, speaking so easily ..." Professor McGonagall sighed softly. "Isn't it you who is most worried about the future storm?"

Otherwise, he would not suddenly mention the matter of sending those children to Blois, France.

When Meg closed the school gate and added the protective spell, she went towards the castle step by step. But I didn't know that not long after she left, a figure appeared on the hillside in the distance, looking at the place where Maca left.

Obviously, the man had been standing on the hillside for a long time, but even Maca didn't notice it. If you take a closer look, then it is not difficult to see at this time, it is the mysterious wizard who played against Haierbo on the streets of London last night. 9

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