Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 914: Old people in the slums

"Click--"

Maca lifted his right foot and pushed aside the corpse of a mouse under his foot.

Since entering this block in a corner of London, this is the third skinny mouse that Maca has trampled to death.

Judging from the size of these three mice, we can know that their lives here are also very difficult.

I remember people often said in the past that if you want to know whether the people in a certain area are rich or not, you can get an idea by looking at the fat or not the rats there.

Feeling the slippery feeling the mouse with wet fur just brought him, Maca shook his head.

Of course, he has no idea about eliminating the four evils. The reason why they stepped on mice while walking was entirely because the bodies of these three mice were all faintly radiating some kind of suspicious fluctuations of magical power.

To be honest, he is not disgusted with these methods, because as soon as he himself came to this street, he released a lot of "cute" little spiders in the first place.

Sweeping around, Maca continued to pace along this old street full of snow but no one cleared, and by the way, he took any movement around him into his ears.

Speaking of which, the environment in this old neighborhood may be the worst in London.

You can see that there are black brick apartments on the left and right sides of this street.

It stands to reason that since they are all built four storeys high, they seem to be at least all neat and tidy.

But in fact, their wooden doors and windows have become slightly swollen and twisted due to years of wind and rain.

Now, together with the gray-black wall tiles, and the appearance of some walls that were painted by the head of the household but are now mottled and peeled off, it is far from "tidy" at all.

From now on, who would have thought that these houses were once built with clean red bricks?

It was in this old block of China that survived from the early years, the clue that Maca pursued all the way was finally completely interrupted. Instead, it was the first of the three mice that he trampled to death.

"Is this where Helbo wants to'please' me over?"

In fact, he had known for a long time that there was such a small place in the East End of London.

Actually, as early as when he was still in Torpoint, he knew this ruined place in downtown London.

I think at the time, I heard that this place was still bigger than in the past two years, and there seemed to be more poor people staying here-at least not as empty as it is now.

But because London has been cleaning up slums, this place is shrinking almost every year. It is conceivable that within a few years, this area will be completely transformed into a new neighborhood.

However, where did the poor people who lived here and steal their lives ended up going? This is something that may not be clear...

Suddenly, Maca took a meal before turning around and heading towards a more gloomy alley on the side of the street.

In the past, as a gray population in the port city of Torpoint, he had only heard of this slum neighborhood as far away as London. But now, as a wizard with many intelligence channels, he knows that there are also some people at the bottom of the magic world secretly hiding here.

As soon as I entered this alley, the surroundings suddenly became narrow. The brick walls on both sides looked damp and dirty, black mud stains accumulated in the cracks of the bricks, and some unknown moss that was darker than the bricks clung to them silently.

Walking in this alley, although the feet are covered with pure white snow--it seems to be much cleaner at last. But when I actually walked, I could feel something awkward at almost every step, and not even a few steps were on the ground.

Maca didn't feel uncomfortable with this rotten environment. He walked unhurriedly as before, and his destination was somewhere behind the corner in front.

Suddenly, his advancing step suddenly stopped, and then he lifted his foot to a certain spot full of snow and stomped it down.

"Click!"

"It's quite a lot. Is this the fourth one?"

After murmured calmly on his face, he then took a step forward and continued to walk forward, and then took a turn at the corner not far ahead.

This is undoubtedly an alley that is dirtier and messier than the outside, and the aisle left between the walls is obviously narrower. It is the kind that can wipe off the stains of one hand with a wave of hand. .

It was in the middle of this alley, but there was only one back door open, and it was still a dilapidated metal fence that even Muggles could see.

Looking in through the rusty gray fence, there was nothing but a dim corridor full of waste bricks.

But Maca turned a blind eye to what he was seeing, opened the gate that was not locked at all, and walked in. And just when he was about to hit the pile of bricks that almost blocked the corridor, he passed through.

This is not like the wall in the backyard of the Broken Cauldron Bar that can connect to Diagon Alley, nor is it a shop window like entering the St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries.

If I have to say, everything here is true, except that the pile of bricks is an inconspicuous illusion.

Setting up like this is nothing more than to avoid Muggles from entering this apartment building while avoiding Auror's alchemy detection items as much as possible.

Passing through the pile of bricks that were only phantoms, Maca quickly saw an upward staircase. I saw that he didn't mean to go upstairs at all, instead he bypassed the stairs and came to the back of it.

"Click--"

With a soft noise, Maca lifted a piece of the floor, revealing a downward staircase.

Looking at the pitch black below, he knew that Helbo would definitely not be here. It's just that the guy himself may not be there, but some of the other's subordinates are indispensable.

As for the small group of "gray residents" who originally gathered here... Maca can only hope that Haierbo hasn't found this poor little place yet.

After a short pause, he stopped worrying about it, leaned over and went down the passage.

……

"Click--"

Don't worry, it's not a mouse stepping this time.

Maca found a door at the end of the dark down aisle, and the sound just now was the movement of him reaching out to twist the doorknob.

At the next moment, when he pushed open the wooden door with a "squeak", the dim light suddenly poured out.

"Oh?"

As soon as he stepped into it, he saw dozens of pairs of eyes facing him, and the expressions on the faces of the men and women were as different as their eyes.

"Who... are you?"

One of the strong men closest to the door had sharp eyes. He stared at Maca's face as if he was about to take a piece of meat from Maca's face.

But Maca didn't pay much attention to these people's gaze. He turned around and closed the door before turning back to face everyone.

"If I want to say that I just passed by, you definitely don't believe it," he shrugged, "Okay! Actually, I'm here to see if you are still alive--"

He hasn't finished speaking yet, but this sentence alone seems to have angered the big man in front of him.

At that moment, the other party grabbed him by the collar, and the two showed a little hideousness.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Okay," Maca patted the strong man's strong arm and said, "I'm not talking nonsense... You may not know that a powerful dark wizard has just arrived in this block. Really, you guys can still live to the present, which surprised me..."

"You--" "Wait!"

The brawny man was about to punch Maca in the stomach so that he would stop talking nonsense, but he didn't expect a thick voice suddenly sounded from the innermost part of this slightly cramped room.

"Crew, let go of Mr. McLean!"

"Big Brother?"

"I said, let him go!"

The voice fell slightly, and Maca's front came loose, and then he tilted his head and looked into the room.

"Logan," he smiled casually, "It's been a long time."

At this time, at the door of the innermost room, a man who was taller and stronger than the strong man named "Clu" beside Maca appeared.

"Yeah! I thought we would never see you again soon..." Just listened to the bare-chested man with a whole body of tendons walking across the room to Maca, just saying hello He immediately asked, "Are they... okay?"

"Except that it's not suitable for running around, everything else is fine," Maca nodded, "Eat well and sleep deeply and have fun. The older sister is always used to his younger sister... If you can listen to me, maybe you have lifted the roof!"

"Oh, this sounds a bit bad!" The other party laughed, "A girl's family, who is also at school, can't be as young as she was... well, so'naughty'."

"Who said no?" Maca spread his hands, also a little helpless.

In fact, it can be seen from these conversations that this strong man named "Logan" is the man who made up his mind to give the werewolves a place in the magical world.

It's a pity that, as far as this situation is concerned, although he is obviously working hard, the prospects are still bleak.

"Speaking of, what did you just say?" Logan thought for a while~IndoMTL.com~ suddenly asked, "A dark wizard entered the block above? Who is it?"

"Brother, who the **** is this? Do you believe it after he said it?" Cluj on the side finally couldn't hold back anymore. When Logan asked this, he couldn't help but interrupted.

But Logan glared at him immediately.

Just kidding, the original Maca was already terribly strong, and when he raised his hand, the house was crawling around with big spiders. By now, his small broken house can be packed with one!

To be honest, don't look at Logan talking and laughing with Maca now, but he is secretly vigilant in his heart all the time. After all, he didn't really see Maca's mind from beginning to end.

"Shut up! Go on the side--"

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