Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1691: At least still alive

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"Boom--"

Suddenly, a shocking thunder fell from a height, causing Harry, who was resting in the warehouse, to jump in his heart.

"Is it going to rain?"

Thinking about this, he then stood up from the old sofa underneath him with both hands on the armrests, and walked to the door with pace.

"You guys have a good rest, I will go for a walk."

After speaking to the other teammates of the patrol team, he hit the door, walked through the passage, and came to the surface of the warehouse. And when he passed by the shelf again and gently opened the warehouse door, the hazy sky outside finally came into his eyes.

I don't know when, a violent gust of wind has blown outside, causing the blue canvas tied to the cargo pile to hunt. The clouds in the sky are so low that they are low enough to make people feel like they can reach that with one hand.

But obviously, even if the gloomy clouds are really within reach, probably no one wants to touch them. Because in the thick clouds, one or two blue-violet electric snakes will be climbed from time to time, and the rumbling sound makes people feel flustered.

"I really want to have another Quidditch match! Even if it's just a practice match...If you chase the Golden Snitch in this kind of weather, the whole match will definitely become quite interesting, right?"

Harry looked up at the rain cloud that seemed to be close at hand, and walked slowly forward, muttering to himself something he desires, but now it is impossible to achieve.

The strong sea breeze filled the mouth and nose with a salty taste.

But at this moment, suddenly, another thunder light shuttled out of the clouds and fell fiercely to the sea. Although Harry couldn't see the sea from the warehouse area, the roar of thunder was not blocked by the surrounding warehouses, and it still came into his ears.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Harry's heart trembled once again, making him feel a little concerned again.

"Forget it," After thinking about it, Harry shook his head. "I don't have any predictive ability. I just keep rotating patrols these days, and I am mentally tired!"

To be honest, for the port city of Calais, it is not uncommon for it to rain from time to time. After all, it is indeed raining here.

However, he did not expect that at the moment when he was secretly persuading himself not to make a fuss, several figures broke into his field of vision from the air.

Harry, who had long been used to it, took a short look, and immediately realized that the other patrol team led by Sirius had returned.

"But...why is it so fast? Did you find anything?"

It's no wonder that Harry was surprised by this, because in fact Sirius and the others had just been out for a short time, but it was far from the time to change shifts!

Not long after Sirius landed on this clearing with the team, Harry hurried to greet him immediately.

"What's wrong? Come back so early?"

"Harry," Sirius frowned slightly, looking at Harry who was walking by, and said, "Although it is not good news, but...there is finally movement across the strait! I'm going to get the news. Return to Fort Blois."

"Ah, good!" Harry was stunned when he heard the words, but he still walked next to him quickly, "What is happening? What makes you so anxious?"

However, Sirius’s answer is surprisingly simple:

"The mist... is back again."

……

When the bad news about Sirius hurriedly reached Fort Blois, Maca had only just woke up. However, even if he doesn't know the matter yet, the reality he needs to face is already cruel enough.

"My strength...I'm afraid I won't be able to recover in a short time."

For his own situation, Maca obviously knows better than Mrs. Michel, the therapist who diagnosed him before-in fact, his mental overdraft is not serious, but it is for him But it is not a difficult problem to solve.

Compared to ordinary people, a stronger soul makes his mental power recover quite quickly, and this is the biggest reason why he can quickly wake up from a coma.

Compared with mental power, the depletion of magic power is a "big problem" that makes Maca helpless.

Because at that time, in order to provide Mr. Blois with the opportunity to seal Helbo and to save his life, he recklessly squeezed himself and used regular magic that consumes a lot of magic power. The excessive loss of magic power has hurt the root. Now even if his spiritual power has gradually recovered, the magic power in his body still hasn't been awakened, and his life is like a Muggle.

"Okay, don't look at me like that-at least I'm still alive, am I?" Maca saw that the little friends around the bed were all looking heavy, and couldn't help but smile, "I am To be honest, it is quite lucky to be able to come back alive this time! If Mr. Blois goes later, you may not be able to see a'alive' me again."

Hearing Maca talk about this all the time, the silent friends all turned their heads to look at Luna subconsciously. Upon seeing this, Maca suddenly became a little confused and authentic:

"Why? Did Luna ask Mr. Blois to help me?"

As soon as the voice fell, he saw Hermione and the others nod their heads, and then everyone explained to him what Luna had noticed at the time.

After listening, Maca beckoned hurriedly, and Luna, who was at the end of the bed, came closer.

It’s just ~IndoMTL.com~ Just as he habitually wanted to check for Luna, his movements suddenly stopped-without magic power available, his perception ability lacks the necessary medium , Except for himself, he could no longer sense the magical fluctuations of anything outside.

However, Maca did not make his pause too obvious, and then gently pulled Luna's palm, staring at the ring on her finger.

"Unexpectedly, this sorcerer's stone crude embryo has the equivalent effect... Is that the explosion? I think... It should have reacted to the annihilation of a large number of souls at the time?"

"I don't know." Luna seemed confused, and she couldn't help but shook her head.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to you," Maca said, "but Luna, you must remember the feeling at that time-what Helbo is good at is the magic of the soul. If you sense something next time, remember to say it immediately!"

"Oh."

Just as Luna nodded her head vigorously, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and the door of the back room was suddenly opened.