Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 911: Tracing London

"Say it first, I'm not interested in being a Minister of Magic..."

Who would have thought that a witch wandering around in the sky is still a fan of her own?

Speaking of which, Maca has no idea about being famous. It is only because of what he is doing that he must and must have a certain reputation in order to be able to survive.

Unexpectedly, he actually got a vote of supporters who have a good impression of him, the "outstanding contemporary young wizard".

The new secretary named "Freina" in front of him is one of them.

After hearing Maca casually expressing her disinterest, she immediately said again:

"Hey, why don't you want to be Minister of Magic? We in the British magical world just lost the great Mr. Dumbledore. We need a new generation of powerful men like you who are capable and responsible to suppress the evil spirits. Those terrifying black wizards who have resurrected are cleared out again!"

Can you say "deserved of the girl who joined the Ministry of Magic as the secretary of the minister"? This is all in one set, and it makes sense at first glance.

Looking at this plain-looking girl but surprisingly enlightened girl, Maca couldn't help blinking inexplicably.

"If I became the Minister of Magic, I wouldn't have time to do the things you said..." He spread his hands, and then turned to say, "Well, don't talk about it...Sklin Mr. Jie asked you to come to me? What did he say?"

Obviously, the immediate task at the moment is to deal with the matter in front of you first, and you have to stand back for the rest. Therefore, he quickly put the words of this little fan girl aside...

Oh, all right! In terms of age, this is probably a "mysterious sister".

"Ah!"

After Maca's reminder, Freina remembered her business and quickly handed the copy of the report that Scrimgeour asked her to forward to Maca.

"Mr. Scrimgeour didn't say anything... He just told me, if you have anything you want to say, I can tell it on your behalf."

Maca reached out and took it, glanced hurriedly, but it didn't take long for him to put the report sheet back into Freina's hand.

After all, the above is just a brief description of what happened here. Not only has it been a long time, but it is far less clear than what he saw on the spot.

Apparently, Scrimgeour thought he was still at Hogwarts!

"Why, what's wrong? Why didn't you accept it? It's me...Is it what I did not do well?"

Freina saw that the Maca was handed back again, and she thought she had done something wrong. Even though Maca was already squeezed into her hands, she still didn't dare to accept it, and hurriedly pushed it back.

When Maca saw this, she couldn't help but laugh and cry: "Have you never read what is written on this paper? Then how did you come here all the way to find me?"

"Oh...I just listened to my colleagues..."

Freina hurriedly lowered her head and glanced again, then she started to whisper.

"Okay...you're here anyway, and you won't be able to leave for a while. You and this Muggle Mr. will hide here for a while! Remember not to fly into the sky again, be careful Fly away..."

At this point, Maca didn't say much anymore, just reminded her, and then scanned the surrounding buildings, roads, alleys, etc. again.

It was probably because Maca seemed to be looking for something, Freina didn't dare to bother him anymore, and finally turned her gaze to the little Victor on the other side.

"You... are you a Muggle?"

"What melon?"

"Uh... refers to people who can't make magic. Our wizards call you..."

Maca only talked about wizards, but didn't mention "Muggles" as a term for ordinary people who don't know how to magic. Of course, the term "Muggle" is not as discriminatory as "Mudblood", and he simply didn't mention it.

Maka couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard that Freina, who was behind him, naturally explained something about the magical world on his behalf.

As a wizard who works for the Ministry of Magic, it is quite rare to be able to tell a Muggle about the magic world like this.

It seems that the new secretary's future work path may not be smooth.

However, not to mention how rugged Freina's career will be, but seeing Maca who was searching around suddenly turned her head in a certain direction, her eyes condensed.

In the next moment, his staff suddenly appeared in his hand, and a vague flow of magic power went straight to the "Dementor" who was still hovering in the air slowly.

"You stay here, don't run around! When I come back--"

After dropping a word casually, he stomped on his feet, then jumped high from the edge of the roof. In a blink of an eye, he stepped on the magic book that was thrown out and rushed out in the direction he was staring at.

This sudden scene made the two melon-eaters behind him suddenly surprised, and even after he couldn't see his back, they would come back to their senses.

"Oh... I said, you wizards fly so fast, won't you be afraid?" Little Victor said in surprise, "I also experienced it just now. I was so scared that my soul was almost gone..."

Beside him, Freina, who was also stunned, shook her head immediately.

"Don't, like Mr. McLean, a wizard who can just pick up a book and fly, I'm afraid it can be counted all over the world! Let alone fly so fast..."

She didn't finish her words, but when she saw the "Dementor" near the tall building opposite, she seemed to be irritated, suddenly stopped circling, and suddenly bowed her head and dived to the ground.

At the same time, the magic flow that Maca first flung out has arrived!

Only seeing the invisible stream of magic power, as soon as it touched the dementor, it quickly turned into ice crystals. When a cooling rune faintly flashed, a large area of ​​frost marks immediately began to spread from that point.

Immediately afterwards, before it increased its downward speed a few minutes, the terrible cold wave spread all over its body. Even the black cloak on its body that was still volatile before became a white hard shell covered with frost under the erosion of frost.

"Wow!"

The "Dementor" who should have been born free of gravity, eventually fell hurriedly under the attraction of the earth, throwing out a piece of crystal ice dregs.

"Mr. McLean just waved his cane over there just before he left?" Freina stood on the edge of the building, looked carefully, and said subconsciously.

On the other side, little Victor didn't dare to be as close to the edge as she did, but he craned his neck and looked around.

"Before I compared that thing to a'child', and the husband said that my metaphor was wrong...Now it seems that it is really...I'm afraid that it's not as good as a'child'?"

However, it turns out that the "Dementor" who looks rather special is definitely better than the "Kid".

The Scottish Yard policemen just below the tall building avoided the fall, and when they slowly surrounded themselves, the dementor with frost spots all over his body and the cloak on his body fell to pieces. ", suddenly struggling to twitch again.

Because they didn't know what it was, the police didn't dare to underestimate it—after all, it was a guy who could fly high in the sky in a form that violated the laws of physics.

Just looking at the soft and elegant black cloak before it, people who don’t know think it is swimming in the water!

As the police officers in riot gear surrounded it all together, when some of them were about to try again, the nearest police officers suddenly felt a strange dizziness.

"Leave! Leave that guy! Stay away!"

Almost at the same time, a voice rang from the crowd outside.

……

The things over there can actually be put aside for the time being. For Maca, he just gave it by the way. But if that guy didn't exist, he wouldn't have gained what he has now.

Actually, the reason why he would leave suddenly is precisely because he caught a subtle magical wave from afar under constant vigilance and waiting.

The target of that trace of volatility was the so-called "Dementor~IndoMTL.com~. There is no doubt that Maca was sure at the time that it must have been an order from Helbo to that guy.

So, after thinking of this, he immediately set off, chasing the place where the magic wave was cast and quickly tracked the past.

Remember that Freina talked about wizard flying just now.

In fact, today's Maca can fly without a book as a carrier as long as it is willing to do so.

Just like Helbo, even his subordinates made through soul transformation can fly off the ground without the help of foreign objects, so Maca is naturally not a problem.

It's just that doing so can't help but consume more attention and waste a lot of magic, so he would rather continue to fly on a book.

At this moment, he was stepping on the magic book, flying quickly towards a certain Muggle building. The strong air current was blocked by an invisible arc-shaped shield, poured out from around him, and was all left behind.

And right in front of him, there was magic looming in a window—that was his destination this time.

Based on the many behaviors of Helbo to this day, Maca is almost certain that Helbo is not in the room. Maybe he was there just now, but if you want to talk about it now... that's probably a trap already.

Unfortunately, Maca is not worried about any traps now, he is worried that he is not fast enough!

"Clang!"

Along with the crisp sound of glass breaking, Maca didn't even hesitate, and rammed straight into the room head-on.

The next second, a dazzling light burst out of the room, illuminating all the windows in that room.

In the next second, Maca flew out of the broken window again, holding another "Special Edition Dementor" with a slightly different appearance in his hand.

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