Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 773: Meet Azkaban

"What's wrong with her? It's all here, don't you want to get in?"

Outside Azkaban, Maca followed the two along the deserted island for a short while-he thought that the woman would try to enter the prison, but soon he found out that the other party was at a distance The prison stopped when it was still some distance away.

Maca doesn't believe that she will suddenly regret something... You know, before this, this group of people almost spared their lives to rush forward!

"So... are you thinking about how to cross the guard's line of defense?"

After continuing to observe for a while, Maca shook his head immediately.

"It doesn't look like it."

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

She didn't bother with the young assistant minister next to her, but rubbed her face vigorously. From Maca's angle, only her profile can be seen, but even so, Maca can detect a trace of fatigue gradually emerging in the other's expression.

Tired should be right. In just this afternoon, she has encountered so many things. While exhausted, he had to avoid Maca's pursuit, and no one would go anywhere easily.

In fact, even Maca, who has always had an advantage, is somewhat tired right now.

"You can't just want to take a break and raise your spirits first, right?" Maca leaned back on a huge rock, looked over there, and secretly said, "Or... is actually waiting for someone to come. Meet here?"

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

The only door leading to Azkaban, there was no movement. Obviously he and the other two people over there were obviously the only ones on the island outside the prison.

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

Time, it's almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

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

On this island, the sky is often dim, and the sky always seems to be covered with a thick or thin layer of gray gauze. It seems to tell everyone that this place is simply a real dead place that refuses guests to visit.

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

Actually, this sea area is equivalent to another Bermuda Triangle in the North Sea in Muggle’s perception. Shipwrecks and plane crashes have occurred frequently, but I want to investigate but find nothing.

Actually, they have never been to Azkaban. Even the wreckage of the sea floor is distributed in another sea area not far from this small island.

"The sound of the helicopter...?"

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

Suddenly, Maca turned his head and frowned in the direction where the sound came from. He actually saw a small black spot in the distant sky gradually enlarging.

At the moment when Maca stared intently, another voice suddenly sounded not far away from him.

"Come on!"

The voice is not loud, but outside this barren prison, no matter how small a voice is, it will not be easily missed by Maca's ears.

It was the woman who spoke.

"Oh, are you really waiting for someone..." Maca said with doubts, "This is understandable, but... why did you come by helicopter?"

Like Hogwarts, near Azkaban, most Muggle equipment will fail. As a sorcerer, the woman should know something about this, right?

Sure enough, when Maca looked at the black spot in the sky again, he saw that the helicopter swayed suddenly, and the rotation speed of the rotor suddenly dropped a lot.

Soon, the helicopter began to fall down with a very obvious loss of control, and it was about to go directly to the sea for a bath.

But at this moment, the helicopter whose rotors had stopped running no matter how they looked, suddenly stopped falling, and even though it seemed to be supported by a big hand, it moved straight to the island.

"It seems that someone who can't be underestimated has arrived?"

Maca looked at the "iron bumps" that were getting closer, and couldn't help but be a little more alert.

Helicopters are really not light. The weight of a few tons is not something that an ordinary wizard can lift with a levitating spell—not to mention that it was falling out of control just now!

While thinking about this, Maca took out another bottle of Immortal Yin Potion to supplement the invisibility effect for himself.

The helicopter arrived very quickly, and it didn't take long before it landed steadily beside Miriam, and then two men in suits came out of the cabin.

Behind the two, Seaman, who was also dressed in a black suit, also pushed the wheelchair the old man was sitting in and walked out.

"Go to the fort and take a look at the situation first...cough cough..." The old man gently raised his finger on the armrest, "Go! Just put me here."

"Well, I see."

Seaman nodded, and walked straight to the prison, winking at her frivolously as she passed by Miriam.

"Boss."

Million, who had already stood up from the rock, saw this and hurried to the old man's side, consciously walked to his back and held the handle of the wheelchair.

"Milli..." The old man looked up at the black rock fortress and said faintly, "You are the only one left?"

"Sorry, boss..." Miriam could not help pursing her lips when she heard the words, "Yes, I'm the only one left...probably."

"No, you don't have to apologize for that," the old man smiled lightly, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper, "I should apologize to...cough cough cough...all of my selfish intentions , Will make you all have to..."

"No!" Millian put her hand on the old man's thin shoulders, and whispered, "There is no'have to', it has never happened... The lives of our children are yours. Yes, no one will be unwilling."

She talked, paused for a while, and then looked at the obscure sky: "Really, before closing your eyes, you can take another look at the city in your childhood memories. Sa and them are already very satisfied."

"...Really?" The old man blinked and said calmly.

Millian nodded immediately 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 talked quietly, the other two men in suits did not speak, they just stood around the old man and listened silently.

When no one spoke, between this desolate and gloomy wasteland, only the sound of distant waves hitting the shore reefs continued vigorously.

However, Seaman, who first went to the prison to inquire, didn't give them too much time to be silent, and soon the guy trot back.

"The boss, a total of eighteen wizards, guarded the guard tower at the four corners of the prison and inside and outside the door. The strength is average, but it can't be solved casually..."

He waved his hands and said with a grin: "Of course, if I have to solve it, it won't be impossible!"

"No... ahem... there is no need..."

As the old man said, he took out a small test tube from his jacket pocket and gestured to Seaman slightly.

"Thank you, go and fly!"

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

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

"Can't you prepare a few more sets to take with you?" Millian immediately reprimanded coldly, "Even if we just go to the Muggle mall to buy some, we don't lack that little money!"

"Hi!" Seaman smiled improperly, naked, holding the test tube in his mouth, vaguely, "That's a waste!"

While speaking, he took off his pants, and then suddenly trot a few steps~IndoMTL.com~ Raising his hand, he tucked the pants to Miriam's hand.

"Don't you want to live anymore?" Miriam's hand shrank, but then she flicked her backhand and hit Seaman's face, "Be careful, I will tie you up and throw you into the sea to feed the fish. ."

"Oh, that's all right!"

Seeing that she seemed to be really angry, Seaman took a few steps back with her pants hurriedly. He knew that if he really made this young lady anxious, he would suffer.

Said with such a hippie smile, but Seaman leaned over and picked up the clothes and folded them aside. Then he took a deep breath.

In the next moment, the frivolous smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a strangely serious expression.

"Drink—"

After a low growl, the skin of his whole body immediately swelled and changed color, and the outline of the whole person was slightly distorted and enlarged.

Maca saw that his mouth began to bulge, his eyes became narrow and long, his arms contracted to his side, and his legs gradually curved back. This was obviously also a kind of deformation, but it was not like Asaph's. Giantization.

Only the size is extraordinarily huge, even if compared with giants, it may not be too inferior.

Sieman’s transformation speed may be faster than Biazza’s. Not long after, Maca looked at a giant bird in the sky that he had seen once-thunderbirds soared into the sky there, flying straight to the sky. go with.

The airflow triggered by the kick-off caused Maca to slightly squinted his eyes, and he followed Miriam and the others to raise his head, already knowing what the other party was going to do.

The next moment, as if to make a confirmation of what Maca wanted in his heart, the pitch-black clouds began to condense from the sky above Azkaban.

A thunderstorm may be imperative.

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