Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1335: Bill rescue field

The black pupil wizard's target is not only Aberforth!

When he tried to block one of the black thorns, he didn't expect the others to pass by him suddenly, and flew away from the Muggle refugees behind him.

After that, in a burst of exclamation and wailing, several innocent asylum seekers were penetrated by the black thorns of their arms, and for a while, blood splashed and stained the road.

"Oops!"

In a hurry, Aberforth only had time to look back, and then rushed towards the black pupil wizard on his own initiative.

To tell the truth, he is not the kind of compassionate guy, but just letting a group of incompetent Muggles be mercilessly slaughtered by the enemy and turning a blind eye to himself is something he can't do.

However, trying to stop the cold-blooded behavior of the black-eyed wizard seemed a bit too difficult for Aberforth, who could not help him.

In a few minutes, except for the two wizards who led the refugees who barely escaped a series of black thorn raids, none of the other Muggles could run away, and all of them were nailed to death on this street.

On the other side, although Aberforth tried his best to prevent this tragedy from happening, a few spells of self-protection fell on the opponent's spherical shield without even a trace.

Not only that, but his left arm was accidentally rubbed by a black thorn shot at high speed, and a piece of flesh was wiped off.

At the moment, Aberforth endured the pain and held the wand in his hand, ignoring the blood oozing out of his left arm, urging the only two wizards to leave this place.

"Leave me alone, you go first!"

"But... Sir, you are injured... If we leave, you may not be able to run."

The two unknown wizards are actually local wizards and residents in London, and they are the helpers Charlie and Bill encountered during the search and rescue. They live in the Muggle neighborhood on weekdays, and after getting along with the Muggles for a long time, they naturally develop feelings.

Because of this, they readily agreed to join the Muggle search and rescue operation when Bill was solicited.

It's just that it is too difficult to rescue ordinary Muggles who can be said to be useless in this crisis-ridden environment. Even in the current situation where the enemy is greatly reduced, once they are attacked by a black-eyed wizard like just now, even they themselves may not be able to save their lives.

"Let's go!" Aberforth said in an angry manner, "If we don't leave a person to block one block, the three of us will definitely not be able to run!"

The two wizards looked left and right with heavy faces. Those Muggles who were still thanking them just now have been ruthlessly taken their lives, leaving only one **** body after another. .

This section of the street has been stained with shocking red.

"What are you still doing, hurry up!"

Seeing that a black thorn suddenly condenses on the surface of the black ball and shoots it towards this side, Aberforth suddenly waved his wand backhand and pushed the target wizard aside. When the black thorn plunged deeply into the road and the stone chips splashed, he shouted again.

The two wizards had no choice but to stand up and gritted their teeth and ran in the opposite direction. They said loudly as they ran:

"Sir, please hold on! We will find someone over as soon as possible!"

……

"Mr. Weasley, this is the place—the old gentleman saved us both here!"

"Huh? Are you sure it is here?"

During the short period of time when the two wizards ran to move the rescuers, Aberforth had been chased by the black-eyed wizard again and ran away.

After he left, Delphi and San Mungo, the dean, led the evacuation team and passed by. Because they saw the blood-stained street scene, they took the initiative to clean up the place, and temporarily collected the tragic Muggles.

Now, when Bill came here with the wizards, he found that there were not too many traces.

"Sir, it is indeed here, we can't remember it wrong. It's just... we only left here for more than ten minutes, why all of a sudden--"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help shaking his head, feeling very incomprehensible.

"Anyway, you did see the strong old man with white beard and white hair here, right?" Bill nodded, and then said, "Then, let me check it with a tool first... If you guessed correctly, That old man should be Aberforth, and he should still be unaware of Maca’s evacuation plan."

While speaking, he took out a fist-sized alchemy prop from his pocket, and took it a few steps along the street with one hand.

Looking at the hands and dials similar to clocks and watches, the hands also vibrated slightly during careful detection step by step, as if they wanted to point in a certain direction.

But the fog of London has hindered the detection of alchemy props to a large extent, so that even if the pointer can point out the direction of a person's departure 100%, it can only set a rough direction because of interference.

"Well, you should go back to the refuge point first! I'll just go and find it alone-you go back as soon as possible and help others organize the evacuated team."

"Okay." "I got it."

The two nodded in agreement, and then left together with each other from the restored street.

Bill watched them turn away, then frowned and sniffed--the faint **** smell made him believe that his health might have such or other problems.

After a while, he had been searching all the way for a while, and finally decided to take a break before continuing to find someone. But only then did he vaguely hear the roar of the tiger.

Amidst the roar of the beast, there is also a vicissitudes of life but a powerful cry.

As soon as Bill heard it, he immediately stopped delaying ~IndoMTL.com~ and saw that he decisively gave up the rest time and ran quickly to the woods on the side of the road.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to see a tall figure evading the attack of the black thorns while fighting hard with the black-eyed wizard who once again supported the spherical shield.

"Aberforth?"

As soon as he shouted, Bill also waved his wand to join the battle.

"Are you... the Weasley kid? Bill?"

That iconic red hair, there are quite a few people familiar with the British magic circle. According to the analysis of books by some unreliable guys, the Weasley family may still have the blood of Godric Gryffindor. Flame-like red hair that doesn't change color.

"Yes, sir."

As Bill nodded in response, he swiped his magic wand suddenly, granting a transformation technique to a tree that grew beside the black ball. In the next moment, I saw that the tree moved like a beating willow, and as soon as he bent over, he drew the black ball.