Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1002: Lonely, regardless of good and evil
It's another day, quietly passing by in the busyness of people.
As the sky becomes drowsy again and again, most of the Muggles and wizards who have worked hard for a day have also left their workplaces, or went to the bar to drink a sip to clear the fatigue of the whole day, or return to Enjoy the warmth of family affection with his wife and children at home.
It's just that, of course, there are always some people who don't start to get busy until night falls.
For example, the security guards on the night shift, the make-up teachers at the night school, the Aurors who are still bringing problematic Muggles back to the Ministry of Magic in batches...
Also, for example, the ancient black wizard who has disappeared from the public again, our Mr. Helbo.
It had just fallen into the night that day, and it was located in a small street park in a small town in the eastern suburbs of London.
During the day, this park is actually quite popular with children nearby-there are a series of facilities for children to play, such as slides, seesaws, etc. There are also green lawns that sprout new buds as the weather gets warmer.
But once it's night, these things that look alive during the day will somehow become darkened by the night.
Occasionally someone passing by the park, most likely to be quickened by the weird darkness and silence, wishing to run over in the blink of an eye.
And on this moonless night today, in the small park where almost no one will come this night, a certain shadow appeared on the open space in the middle at some point.
Shasha.
Vaguely, a faint rubbing sound rang from the ground... the air in the park was agitated.
And it was at this moment that the figure suddenly looked up to the sky. Although tonight is a cloudy day, no matter how you look at it, it will only be completely dark, but the person seemed to be able to see everything, and cast his gaze into the sky.
The slight rustle continued, coming from under his feet. Not only that, the ground under him even shook slightly before he knew it.
A few seconds passed, it was probably the scheduled time, but the figure suddenly lifted his right foot, and stepped down while keeping his head up and observing!
"Boom."
It didn't use much force, it was just the level of ordinary people stomping their feet. But somehow, at the moment his foot fell steadily, the ground on which he was standing actually arched upward.
In an instant, there was a slightly raised round stone plate there—it looked like it had grown directly from the ground, natural and wonderful.
However, after completing such a stone platform, the man stopped moving.
Three minutes passed... Five minutes passed... Ten minutes passed. If someone is watching on the sidelines, you may have to wait impatiently, but the silhouette of the person stepping on the stone platform in the open ground is still standing still as before.
After nearly twenty minutes passed quietly, the man finally seemed to feel something, and suddenly he waved his right hand down to the stone platform under his feet.
"哧——"
A short scribing sound suddenly rang, and a short mark suddenly appeared on the edge of the stone platform.
This chirp sound was like a signal before a gust of wind and rain. In the next few tens of seconds, I saw the person waving with one hand in rapid succession, short or long, straight or curved. The nicks increase rapidly on the surface of the stone platform.
When the figure once again moved and remained silent, there was already an exquisite and mysterious ancient formation on a whole round stone plate.
After finishing all of these, the figure looked away from the sky and lowered his head to look at the magic circle he had created.
Not long after, I saw him stomping his foot lightly again, and the earth surging silently, gradually swallowing the round stone plate into the depths of the earth.
Soon, it changed back to its original appearance again, and the ground was even more flat, and it was totally unclear what kind of weird conditions had happened just now.
"Young man, if you don't figure out the situation quickly, it will be too late."
After saying this in the direction of downtown London, the figure flashed suddenly, and disappeared with extremely weak spatial fluctuations.
……
At about the same time, another figure was walking silently on a street in the western suburbs of London, a full distance from where Helbo left.
Occasionally, a gust of night breeze passed by, causing the man to slightly tighten his wide windbreaker like other Muggles on the street.
Even if spring is approaching, the night is still a bit cold.
Obviously, this is the mysterious wizard who spied Tonks on mission during the day, and was also the "false prophet" who repeatedly attracted Maca's attention.
As for what he said before—Those murders may indeed have been committed by Helbo, but the disappearance that is closely linked to the bizarre murders seems to have come from this person.
As for the specific reason why we did that...
No matter what you think, it's like giving the Ministry of Magic...no, it should be a deliberate reminder to Maca. No matter why this person didn't tell Maca directly, instead of going around the circle to give guidance, it was all help to Maca.
Now, since Maca has discovered the anomaly in the Muggle homicide, there is no need to spend time and effort to create the disappearance.
"Ahem, it should be near here, I remember--"
It's still a slightly hard cough, and it's still a slightly hoarse, thin voice. The figure walking slowly along the street paused suddenly, his eyes wandering between the surrounding buildings, it was obvious that he was looking for something.
But after a moment, the line of sight turned back to the block ahead.
The night is getting deeper and deeper. The light of the street lamp can't dispel the darkness too far away, so that the sight of the eyes is full of boundless drowsiness.
The Muggles who were hurrying in this night couldn't help speeding up again and rushing to their respective destinations. Only that figure is always walking and stopping, and there is a feeling of out-of-fit invisibly.
I don't know how long I have been wandering in this neighborhood.
In short, as I walked, the night got deeper and the people on the street were finally gone. Probably at that time, the figure in the trench coat stopped for the first time.
And this time, it seems that the goal has finally been found.
It was a three-story single-family house with a small garden near the street.
Just standing on the street and looking in over the black fence, the luxuriant trees and the neatly trimmed bushes are all in sight. Even in the dark, the owner can still see this area. Careful care of the garden vestibule.
Unfortunately, this guest who visited tonight did not come to enjoy the gardening scenery.
"Black iron fences, dense trees, three-story houses, cough cough cough...it should be here."
After a little confirmation, he saw the windbreaker wizard open the fence door casually.
Although there was a clean stone road in the front courtyard, this uninvited guest turned a blind eye, and walked onto the lawn to the flower garden as soon as he turned around.
Following, I saw him take out his wand and pointed it into the flower garden full of buds and flower buds. With a rush of surging, large tracts of flower seedlings and soil were ruthlessly turned to one side.
It didn't take long for the originally good flower garden to become a big dirt pit, but the instigator seemed to be unsatisfied, and the bottom soil was still being opened constantly.
About ten minutes later, a series of coughing and gasping stopped the transmission of magic power. Until this moment, there was still nothing at the bottom of the pit except dirt and gravel.
When the cough subsided, the figure grabbed the front of the chest, panting heavily, and waved the wand again.
This time, the opened soil was refilled back, but the flower seedlings did not recover with them. What was originally a vibrant flower garden, now only bare flat land is left.
"Huh...cough cough..."
Retracted the wand quietly, and the eyes under the hat flicked silently over the soil in the flowerbed. After pursing his mouth and shook his head, the figure turned around again and walked back to the street along the path it came.
Except for the coughing sound, the behavior just now didn't make much noise, so it's natural not to be noticed. However, nothing was found, which meant that the busy time was wasted.
"Ah...Where did you remember it wrong?"
For a few more seconds, the figure standing under the street lamp turned his head and his gaze was sent to the front again.
Undoubtedly, this is just a small corner around London. Just as no one noticed the appearance of Haierbo in the eastern suburbs, the whereabouts of this mysterious wizard had never been seen by anyone.
When the night dew was heavy, the distant back revealed a touch of meaningful loneliness.
……
An absolute enemy is busy, and another person who does not yet know whether he is an enemy or a friend is also busy. Even so, how could Maca be idle?
In the underground potion preparation room of Old Black House, the faint blue brilliance has replaced the darkness and filled the entire room.
And in the blue magical brilliance, the floating magic texts whirled gently, enclosing a group of gray-black matter that continued to shrink and expand.
Maca stood still, leaning on the staff in his left hand, and recording some important information he observed in a suspended notebook with his right hand.
After studying for this period of time, he can be sure that this special substance is also a product of the soul's rules... Well, to be more precise, it is a product born from the soul through the action of rules.
It is because of this ~IndoMTL.com~ that it can hide in the human soul almost perfectly, so that Maca has to spend a lot of hands and feet to appear.
So, what is the purpose of Haierbo's painstaking efforts?
Perhaps he had more than one purpose, but Maca knew that one of them was probably to kill. Use the Muggle's hand to slaughter the people around you, and then... I'm afraid it is to take the soul.
But, what else?
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