Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1207: There is no miracle tonight

"Huh...um...Muriel..."

At this moment, Martin didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.

Just when he was shrouded in the darkness that Helbo had just turned into, he only felt as if everything had gone away from him...including the sound of insects near this night, including the indifferent mad wizards around, including his feet The city of London... and even his own body.

Yes, it's as if my whole soul is locked in a small dark room, and I can't feel anything except my own consciousness.

And after that, just for a moment, even his remaining self-consciousness slowly faded... Is that the feeling of death? Obviously, he never died, so he didn't know.

However, just as he thought he would be so full of loneliness and unwillingness to tell the world, suddenly a very strange and inexplicable force poured into his body quickly.

And, at the same time, a voice that he will never forget in his life suddenly rang in his consciousness...

To be honest, the voice was actually more like a vague mutter in his ear, and he couldn't hear a word of the vague words. But he knew that it was definitely Muriel's voice.

"Mu...Liel..."

It's complicated to say, but in fact it was only a short while, Martin only felt that he felt the presence of his body again.

His tongue is not so sharp yet, and his throat rattles. But he still yelled out the name that always filled his heart with difficulty, as if doing so would give him more strength.

But the fact seems to be true, because soon, I saw him slowly climbing up like a puppet with a string.

"It's like—have life and self-will?"

Because the mist above this place was showing a vision, Helbo, who was standing not far from him, only looked up at the vortex formed by the gray mist, as if he hadn't noticed that he had awakened.

No, maybe, this old guy already thought he must be dead, right?

This is a great opportunity!

Martin lifted up his right hand laboriously—his magic wand was still firmly held in his hand even when he had almost lost consciousness just now. And now, he can finally use it to aim at that **** Helbo again!

"Avada--" "Boom!"

The green light faded quickly, and Martin flew out without warning, and then fell heavily on the hard slate ground. Because of the remaining strength, he even rolled out a certain distance without any resistance, and then lay on his side weakly in front of the mad wizards as if his whole body fell apart.

"Interesting..."

In the whole process, Helbo never lowered his head. After flying Martin with a backhand wave, he still looked up at the sky, muttering to himself as if everything just had nothing to do with him.

"...The little girl who is the initiator of the summoning technique can actually incorporate her will into the escaping energy? Huh...It's really interesting."

On the other side, Lupin squinted his eyes slightly, recalling Martin's short shot and the counterattack he suffered.

Actually, although he couldn't hear what Helbo was saying at this time, he didn't know what kind of state Martin was in right now. But from careful observation, he noticed an inconspicuous fact.

Just now he saw that Martin's unfinished killing curse definitely had a much stronger strength than before. If it were cast by him, maybe even Helbo would not be able to please it.

Combined with the current abnormal changes in the fog and the reality that Martin can still get up after undergoing Helbo's strange magic, Lupin realized that something must have happened before he did not understand.

However, no matter whether Martin became stronger at that moment, and no matter where he got his power from, he was far from Helbo's opponent after all. Not to mention hurting Helbo, in front of the opponent, he couldn't even recite a spell.

However, Martin is still unwilling to give up... No, maybe as long as he is not dead, he will definitely point the tip of his wand in Helbo's direction again.

Martin, who saw multiple fractures and bruises all over his body, turned over with all his strength. He really couldn't stand up this time, but he still managed to lift his right hand holding the wand tightly.

"I said I admire your willpower, but my child... don't you see it, am I busy now?"

Halpo finally retracted his gaze temporarily from the air, and turned his head to look in Martin's direction. Only this time, he didn't even give Martin the chance to recite the spell.

Suddenly, a blazing flame appeared out of nowhere with a "puff" just above Martin. As Helbo raised his hand and pressed it down, the terrifyingly hot flame suddenly fell on Martin. .

But it was just in that instant that the surrounding mist suddenly shrank between Martin and the flame, forming a circular ash disk to support the flame.

"Oh, can it be controlled to this level?"

Hailbo was obviously surprised by this change, but not so surprised. After trying to understand the reasons before, he seemed to have anticipated these further changes.

"Unfortunately, although this power is strong in nature, it is always part of the ritual escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Helbo suddenly pressed his hand down again. And immediately after that, the flames suddenly increased several times, making the disc formed by the condensation of the gray mist overwhelmed for a while, and it was almost about to collapse on the spot.

It is foreseeable that as long as the ash tray is completely dispersed, Martin, who is lying underneath and unable to move, will definitely be immediately burned into ash by the terrifying flame.

No, in fact, the flames that were so close to him are already burning him to death.

Suddenly, the mist vortex above condensed again, causing Haierbo to immediately look up at the sky again.

"Huh?"

He saw that the gray fog in the sky had formed a huge human face at this time, and it quickly settled down into this open space in an extremely depressing manner.

At the same time, a roar mixed with weird noise suddenly came from the sky:

"Stop—"

The voice was very vague, but because it was just a word, almost everyone including Lupin understood it.

However, there may be many people who can hear the roar—maybe even the Muggles living nearby can hear it, but the people who can detect the magical changes in London at the same time are obviously only extremely A few of them.

For example, Maca, who is far away at St. Mungo’s Witchcraft Hospital at this time; and for example, Helbo, who is standing right under the gray misty face.

"Little girl... are you trying to order me?"

"Ava...da...so..."

Under the huge face that kept falling, at the moment when Helbo was faintly angry, Martin, who was dying, stubbornly recited the killing curse once again.

But unfortunately, here today, it may be destined that no miracle will happen.

"Boom!"

With a dull explosion, the fireball broke through the blockade of the fog and swallowed Martin underneath with a piece of ground.

Even because a few apprentices were too close there, they were swallowed by the explosion of flames.

"Ah--"

A scream came from the huge gray face in the air, much clearer than before, and even Lupin could hear the anxiety and anger in that voice.

However, Haierbo just cold his face, and suddenly raised his hand to the sky, an invisible shock originating from the rules of the soul suddenly crossed the sky, knocking the accelerating face away in one fell swoop.

At about the same time, Mulilton, who was still lying in the mirror space, trembled, and finally fell into an unconscious coma.

After a short pause for a few seconds, Helbo turned his head quickly, glanced at the roof of the building across the street, and then snorted coldly.

After that, he whispered to himself:

"Finally, it's just a little mouse who ran away... After all, these are no big issues now."

……

Yes, when he saw Helbo’s fireball hit the ground, Lupin knew that the changes here would probably end here.

When he saw this, he had always been cautious, and immediately stopped staying, turned around and ran.

To be honest, if Helbo really wants to chase him, in fact he wants to escape but can't escape. But fortunately, at the moment Haierbo seemed to have more important things to do, and he didn't care much about whether he had witnessed everything just now.

After leaving the neighborhood of Big Ben in a hurry, Lupin never returned to Black House. After all, he had already delayed a lot of time. What's more, compared to the information from the "home", the incident he just saw was obviously more important, and going directly to Saint Mungo was the most correct choice.

Not long after~IndoMTL.com~In front of the window glass of the Red Brick Department Store, Lupin stretched out his wand and clicked on it. But he immediately discovered that no matter whether it was the dummy inside or the glass itself, there was no subsequent reaction.

"Huh? Oh...this entrance should have been closed by Maca."

It's just that, of course, Maca, who is at the entrance of the hall, won't let him wait too long. Just as Lupin thought to himself clearly, he saw the glass silently rippled, and then a figure stepped out of it.

He took a look, and quickly stepped back two steps to make room for Maca.

"Lupin," when Maca appeared in front of him, he immediately looked at him and said, "How? You don't seem to be injured...have you had any accidents?"

"Oh, yes!" Lupin nodded slightly, "Sorry, I am afraid it will take a while for today's information to be sent to you."

"It's okay," Maca waved his hand, "Dungo has already sent Dedallo over...Well, I mean, ‘all’!"

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