Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1199: Stubborn Goat Aberforth

This is the London mirrored space where Maca once visited. Black, white, and gray are still all here. It was already night, and the sky turned from white to gray, and gradually merged with the black-gray city.

In this city where there is no color at all, there is no dense fog outside. Instead, there is a muddy breath that ordinary people cannot see or feel.

But of course, this mysterious atmosphere that permeates the entire city and the entire space obviously also originated from the underground black market.

At this moment, Muriel, who was snatched from Martin in front of him by Helbo, was actually still lying on that bed. She was only brought from the "surface" of the city to this "inside" world, and even her position has not changed.

It can be seen that her chest is still leaning slightly together, holding her life hard but tenaciously. But every time she breathed, she would spit out the strange and inexplicable breath from her mouth and nose, spreading little by little to the entire city.

"Very good, very good... That's it, the first step will be completed soon."

From start to finish, Helbo hasn't gone anywhere. In fact, he has been here staring closely at Muriel on the bed. And it was obvious that Muriel was no longer a "person" in his eyes, and for him, it had already become a very special magic material.

As Helbo was muttering to himself, suddenly, a sudden wave of magic power spread from Muriel, making Helbo suddenly shine.

However, the change does not seem to be over.

Almost at the next moment, in this mirrored space of London, a white light suddenly cut through the darkness at night, rushing straight into the gloomy sky from a certain location in the city.

"It's really exciting!"

Halbo, who is in the underground black market, can't see the scene above the ground, but he can clearly perceive the majestic magical aura.

Only he, a genuine ancient wizard, would understand that even in the ancient Greek period, it was extremely difficult to perform demon summoning on this scale.

Because this classification of summoning arts was a taboo even in that era.

"...Perhaps, only in this era when magic is gradually deteriorating, can I get such a chance to try it."

After taking a deep and comfortable breath, Helbo suddenly flickered and finally left the room he had stayed in for a long time.

……

Just looking at the situation in the Ministry of Magic, the current situation in London can be said to be quite bad. In fact, it wasn't just the shortage of the Ministry of Magic's staff. Even the Order of the Phoenix, which had expanded its personnel compared to the previous ones, was somewhat stretched.

Yes, because most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix are not combat capable. If it is only used for exploration and investigation in weekdays, perhaps many people are good players, but they really want to participate in the battle. Obviously, Mondungus and others are not very reliable.

After all, Maca has always been only concerned about developing an intelligence network. In this case, what can be of help is really only the old members who were gathered by Dumbledore.

At this moment, Lupin, who was in charge of dispatching from the Black House, obviously realized that even though the Ministry of Magic had dispatched most of the Aurors and strikers, they might not be able to support it. The support of the Federation arrived.

"Dung, you are here to help me continue to collect the latest information in the city of London. If there is any abnormality, just write the ciphertext directly to Kingsley and Sirius... I must go out."

In the drawing room of Black’s old house, Lupin pushed aside the pile of materials stacked on the table, and then stood up and said to Mondungus who helped him send and receive information.

Seeing that Lupin seemed to be leaving, Mondungus quickly stopped him.

"Wait!" He hurriedly said, "I can probably judge where to transfer from - then it depends on the degree of danger! I don't know how many people are transferred, but I don't know how many people are transferred! You! I know, if I can figure out this big change in the situation, do I still have to work on your own!"

"You don't need to control the specific deployment," Lu Ping immediately waved his hand when he heard the words, "You can just send out the information that may go wrong. Needless to say Kingsley, Sirius is actually also a Smart man, he just doesn't like to use his own brain so much!"

"That..." Mondongues said with a bitter face without confidence, "What are you going to do? Can't you let me go? I am good at running errands!"

"It's just looking for someone to come and help. This is indeed your strong point." Lupin said, "Unfortunately, you really can't go this time—think about it! Pig's head bar, do you dare to go?"

Mundungus grinned as soon as he heard it.

"Oh! Aberforth?" He suddenly shook his head, "I see... I'll guard here, you go! Hmm... Remember to go and come back soon!"

……

A moment later, in Hogshead Bar in Hogsmeade Village.

It must be said that in this season when many members of the Order of the Phoenix are busy like ants on a hot pot, one person is still passing slowly.

Needless to say, Professor Dumbledore’s younger brother has always been this kind of selfish person, even if he has been stabbed outside, he will probably not be moved at all.

Because, from the day his brother Albus died, there were only goats left in his life.

Tonight, he is still standing behind the bar as usual, silently wiping the goblet that he has almost never changed. On his side, this thing is not wiped clean for the guests-that only needs a cleaning spell, and this goblet is completely left to wipe it by himself.

But, of course, there are actually no guests tonight.

To be honest, Aberforth didn't know the current situation in London, he just didn't want to get involved.

"Squeaky--"

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door being pushed open sounded in the unmanned store, which was particularly harsh.

"Aberforth, why haven't you heard from your side in the last two days... How is Hogsmeade these days?"

It was Lupin who came in right now, and saw him hurriedly coming in from the door. While looking around, he walked quickly to the front of the bar.

Aberforth only raised his eyes when he entered the door, but soon dropped again.

"Sometimes, no news is the best news."

"Oh! Maybe so!" Lupin sighed, "Since you are so confident, why don't you come to London to help? I have sent you all the information that should be given to you, you should know The situation with Kingsley and Sirius is not so good."

"Is one more and one less me, is there a difference?" Aberforth curled his lips. "Furthermore, you don't think about my age--you want me to risk my life as a bad old man. Go to a place where dark wizards are running around, are you planning to let me go and chat with my **** brother as soon as possible?"

"Aberforth..."

Lupin choked helplessly by his words.

Obviously, he has actually been here several times. After all, this was Albus Dumbledore's own brother, even if it was not as good as his brother.

Not to mention, Lupin remembers hearing Albus personally mentioned before, saying that his younger brother would often fight with others when he was young.

In the current situation, they naturally need such a combat power that cannot be underestimated.

"Aberforth," Lupin paused with a gloomy expression before continuing to persuade him, "What your brother said, if we need it, we can come to you for help--"

"Maybe!" Aberforth snorted softly. "He may have said...but I never did anything for his words. The reason why I stayed in his so-called Order of the Phoenix 'Here, it's just because I promised someone to help him as much as possible."

Speaking of this, he turned his head and glanced at the back room behind him, and then he took a heavy meal with the wine glass in his hand on the table, saying indifferently:

"But now, my brother obviously doesn't need my help anymore, doesn't he?"

"Uh--"

Lupin naturally has no way of knowing about his sister Ariana, because it is impossible for Professor Dumbledore to tell him this. Therefore, Aberforth's remarks, he can only hear and understand.

It's just that, no matter what Aberforth's reasons are, Lupin will have to bite the bullet and continue to lobby this time. Because at present they really need several hidden combat powers, including Aberforth, as a supplement, and Aberforth here is one of the most difficult to convince.

After racking his brains for a while, Lupin finally said:

"I said, even if it's just for Maca's face, you see..."

"Perhaps many people think that McLean is excellent--including my brother," Aberforth frowned and stared at him. "But, just the face of a stupid kid who is stupid than me. , Do you think it is big?"

"Stupid boy?"

It was the first time that Lu Ping heard people say that about Maca~IndoMTL.com~ But Aberforth shook it and continued:

"Why, is it possible that you still think he is very smart? If you want me to say, he is a complete stupid, no one is stupid than him! Otherwise, how could he be taken from my brother? Taking this'Order of the Phoenix'? How could he keep busy all day, but he didn't get the slightest benefit?"

After that, Aberforth simply threw the rag in his hand aside and waved his backhand sharply.

"Let's go! Get out of my bar!" He said loudly, "You will not be welcome anymore... Kingsley is in Diagon Alley, isn't it? I'll go over and tell him clearly. , I will quit the Order of the Phoenix after tonight, and then you can stop bothering me!"

After Lupin was blasted out of the pig's head bar, he then realized—Aberforth agreed?

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