Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 998: Hailbo’s back hand

Little Cathy was really surprised when she saw the familiar figure in the waiting hall of St. Mungo.

Didn't Mr. McLean decide to leave Saint Mungo and continue to search for Helbo because all the injuries and patients at the time were able to get out of his treatment?

This was even only a few days ago, why is it back now?

And... it's a coincidence, but it's just today!

"...Actually, I am a prophet."

The mysterious windbreaker wizard who suddenly appeared in the cemetery flashed past Little Cathy's head again. And then, a certain sense of her own future being seen through by the other party made Little Cathy goose bumps all over her body.

Obviously, sometimes being too smart is not necessarily a good thing-the little Cathy now feels that if she can be as ignorant and ignorant as other peers.

"McLean first--"

She only hesitated for a while because of the inexplicable fear in her heart, and found that Maca had disappeared in the direction of the side door of the hall, so that she only shouted half aloud and stopped abruptly.

After that, little Cathy felt a little grateful instead. Fortunately, she didn't have time to stop Mr. McLean. Otherwise, she was really worried that the other party would tell herself something she had already heard in a certain population.

Because in that case, she really doesn't know how she should face it.

"Miss Pierce, what's the matter?"

Seeing that little Cathy stopped for some reason, Boenser asked her a little puzzled. And then, he followed Little Cathy's gaze again, but he didn't notice anything that could attract the little girl.

"That was..." Little Cathy heard the words and spoke subconsciously, but soon she shook her head and changed her words, "No, it's okay... I was just looking at the portrait."

"Oh, did you mean Ms. Dalys Derwent?" Dean Boenser smiled. "Her smile makes people feel warm, doesn't it? She used to be Saint Mungo's One of the best healers, later became the principal of Hogwarts, a great witch..."

While he told little Cathy about the deeds of the Lady Derwent, he led her to the stairs, and soon the two of them went upstairs.

And when little Cathy followed him up the stairs and was about to reach the second floor, after all, she couldn't help but glanced at the other side of the hall.

Why did Maca come today? Will you really come to ask yourself if you want to go to France?

These two problems have become a thorn in Little Cathy's heart. The feeling that hurts when she touches it, it really makes her whether it is not or not.

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"Mr. McLean, this spare potion preparation room is still handed over to you-Mr. Smesyk said, he will explain it for you when the dean comes back in a while."

"Oh, thank you very much... If it's not that I just can't walk away right now, I will definitely thank him."

It was the potion preparation room at the back of the hall. While Maca let the old lady float to the bed and lay down, he nodded at the trainee therapist Pai who was accompanying him.

"Of course, thank you for preparing this bed for me," he said.

Pye didn't dare to neglect in the face of this young wizard who was a few years younger than him.

Yes, even though he had seen Maca many times before, he still seems quite cautious now. Because he knew very well, let alone fighting Helbo, he was far behind the young Mr. McLean in the treatment he was best at.

Not long ago, with so many thorny patients whose souls were wounded, only Mr. McLean in the entire St. Mungo was able to heal them!

"No, no, thank you, this is what I should do--" Pai Yilian nodded, "Then...then you will be busy, I won't bother you!"

Looking at the other person leaving the preparation room respectfully, although Maca was a little bit dumbfounded by this attitude, he didn't have the time to correct it as before.

This is not only because he knows that he can't correct it, but also because he has more important things to do now.

Seeing him turning around, he waved to the hospital bed, the translucent soul rune flashed again, and the old Muggle lady's soul was pulled out of the body by him again.

And you can see that in the midst of the half-empty and half-real soul, the strange gray-black mass is still trying to keep itself shrinking.

Because Maca used the soul rules to impose constraints on it long before he came here, now it can only repeatedly stalemate in the continuous contraction and expansion, and cannot truly reintegrate into the soul.

"Come out for me!"

The next moment, I saw that Maca actually pulled over the white sheets stacked on the side on the spot, took out the pen and ink, leaned down, and carefully sketched it on the spot.

Perhaps it was because he had constructed this array a long time ago. This time he moved very fast. It only took more than ten minutes to draw lines and symbols that were not too complicated except for a piece of the sheet.

Immediately, he covered the bed sheet directly on the old lady's body, and sent a steady flow of magical power through his hands.

Suddenly, with a faint blue light floating from the bedsheets, the magic symbols slowly lifted the gray-black strange substance out of the old man's soul.

Since this formation can do this, it indirectly confirms a conjecture of Maca.

"Sure enough, is it related to the dark magical creatures that ravaged London at the time?" He stared at the thing silently, and thought to himself, "Or, this is actually the fact that Helbo predicted that the monsters would Was wiped out, so I deliberately left another backhand."

Actually, since Maca proved the source of the strange substance with a rune array, this is not just a "conjecture" of him.

It can be said that this is undoubtedly the back hand set by Haier Bo, it can't be wrong!

At that time, Maca was fighting fires everywhere in downtown London, killing all the monsters. But that is not only the end of a disaster, but also the beginning of the next disaster.

After thinking about it a little bit, he took out a potion bottle and placed it in the center of the rune pattern on the sheet~IndoMTL.com~ and after that, he took out his staff again, and determined Pointed at the potion bottle.

"Go in."

Before the voice fell, the pattern on the sheet began to squirm.

I saw a large number of magic texts and lines engulfing the mass of material, rushing to the bottle of the potion bottle, and soon it was completely trapped in the bottle.

The faint blue light disappeared because of the loss of Maca's magical support. Maca reached out and picked up the bottle, and put it into the bag around his waist.

"The specific research is still waiting

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