Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1299: The situation has deteriorated

How many years hasn't such a serious disaster happened?

Yes, at least since the wizards established the magic world and isolated themselves from Muggles, there has been no city-level disaster like this powerless to cover.

Even Greenward and Voldemort in the first place, they only started the so-called "Witcher War". Even if several Wizarding Wars have also affected Muggles, it seems to be instantly insignificant compared with the current London fog disaster.

Although there is no way to count a series of accurate casualties, anyone who has an overall understanding of the situation in the city of London will not be difficult to come to a chilling conclusion.

Up to now, including the enemy and us, hundreds of people have died on the wizard's side alone; on the Muggle side... the number may be in the thousands.

However, when Sirius discovered that this unprovoked war seemed to finally have hope of ending, another bad news that could not be bad suddenly shattered the joy that had just given birth.

Suddenly more than ten black pupil wizards appeared at the same time. How much impact will this have on the current situation? This is almost obvious.

And he is not even sure whether there are more black-eyed wizards who haven't appeared yet.

When Sirius squatted down beside the wounded, and after he had completely digested the attack fragments he had obtained from the opponent's memory, he stood up abruptly.

"Rescue as much as possible, but if... he wants to bury himself in his hometown, along the banks of the Harama River in the outskirts of Madrid, Spain, where there is his sister's grave."

After speaking to the therapist beside him, Sirius immediately turned around and left, calling a few people over as he ran.

"You! Go to the back of the battle line immediately and inform the logistics team to clean up, and wait for us to meet; the rest of them will go with me to gather the teams and prepare to retreat!"

That's not the power that their so-called "elite wizarding team" can resist-even if you add a fire dragon, it won't work.

"Bill! The Quidditch Museum is too far from here. Take the asylum with us to Diagon Alley first! Also, don't move separately, wait for me to gather the team and go together!"

"What happened?"

Bill, who had been sorting out the asylum seekers, naturally saw the scene of the striker falling down, but he obviously had no way of knowing what Sirius had seen with the use of pantheon.

"More than ten kinds of black-pupil wizards appeared in one place at the same time, and depending on the situation, they were probably coming here. The situation was very bad."

Don't need to explain too much, Bill is also someone who has met those black-eyed wizards, knowing how terrifying the situation in Sirius's mouth will be. So just after hearing this, he nodded immediately.

"I see... I'll go and notify Charlie first."

"Hmm."

Sirius watched Bill turned his head and ran forward. Then he moved forward while waving his magic wand and whispered:

"Call God to guard."

……

Generally speaking, most of the ciphertext messages received by Lupin are delivered by owls, and if some information is very important, it is also possible that a certain wizard will come to deliver it in person.

Only the most confidential, most important, and most urgent messages will appear very few that are notified by the patron saint-after all, this is the special use of the patron saint curse researched by Dumbledore, and will use it Almost limited to their members of the Order of the Phoenix.

So, when he saw a big silver-white dog rushing in from the door, his expression suddenly changed.

"Something went wrong?"

This is just Lupin's subconscious question, because it is obvious that Dumbledore's technique has not been able to make the patron saint reach the level of wisdom. The patron saint of the silver dog in front of him could only unilaterally convey to him what the curse caster wanted to say.

After listening to a dog briefly stated in the voice and tone of Sirius about the actions of the black pupil wizards, Lupin's expression became a little stiff, and his brows were frowning and full of sadness.

"A dozen black-eyed wizards...I don't know if Harry will meet him," Lupin thought of Harry for the first time. "If he was also attacked, he might be in danger as well. Environment."

Since Harry and Thomas didn't tell anyone about their trip to St. Mungo to rest, Lupin didn't know that they weren't actually outside now. So when he thought of this, he started to worry.

In any case, Harry is one of the very few people who can deal with those "black eyes" nowadays, and he can't afford to lose his power in the sense of reason.

"...By the way, there is also Aberforth."

Thinking about this, Lupin immediately pulled out a piece of parchment paper from the side, took a quill pen, dipped it in ink, and started writing. After writing, he took the wand and clicked on it again, turning into several identical notes.

The number of these notes is limited. Obviously, it is impossible to notify the scattered staff one by one. Because although he was not reconciled, he had to select only a part of the most important objects to inform the situation first.

The first is that the conditions for sending letters are limited, it is impossible to notify so many people at the same time, and it can only be done in batches; the second is that the first batch of people notified are all the combat power that most needs to be preserved.

"Go bring a few owls... Forget it, let me go by myself! You go and inform the outside guards that the situation has changed, strengthen the protective spell, and be careful of all the movements that happen outside. If there are groups of people When the enemy appears, don’t fight head-on, and come in immediately to defend... Don’t be reluctant to use the materials provided by Maca."

After that, Lupin ran back in a hurry, but his heart became a little more solemn-because the biggest problem now is that even he can't notify Maca.

Not long after, Lupin sighed slightly as the owls carrying the note spread their wings and quickly sank into the mist outside.

"Then Helbo...seems to be determined to take the entire city of London this time?"

……

The devil summoning ceremony is still a secret that only a few people know. Maca did not say, Delphi did not say, and Haierbo, who was the initiator of the ceremony, certainly had no reason to tell others.

It's just that, of course, even if Lupin and the others knew about it, it obviously wouldn't do any good. Not only that, it may also cause further anxiety in everyone's minds.

As for Harry and the others, naturally they are not quite aware of these things. But after they received Lupin's letter, they realized that the previous black-eyed wizards were getting fewer and fewer, but it was not simply because of the hard work of him and Thomas.

"This is a conspiracy," Harry gritted his teeth while looking at the note in his hand. "He obviously didn't just do it for the purpose of concentrating our strength for a heavy blow, but also with the intention of letting us relax and paralyze. ! That **** Helbo!"

If Helbo was released from the very beginning with such an accumulation of manpower, Harry would not be so annoyed even if there was a difference in strength.

In his view now, Haierbo clearly has full power, but the black pupil wizards just appeared one after another, as if they were playing with them at all.

"It really deserves to be the'despicable' Helbo."

Ron glanced at the note in Harry's hand by the way. He was annoyed by his lack of strength, and of course he was very angry at this moment.

"No," Harry thought for a while, and suddenly shook his head, "I'll go out--not to mention a dozen black-eyed wizards acting at the same time, even if they only appeared individually as before, they are huge. A deadly threat that most wizards cannot resist."

Now, the situation of the wizards who are struggling to resist in downtown London has obviously become more severe.

But, let's not talk about Harry's own thoughts, at least at this time the few friends who were watching him showed disagreement expressions.

"Harry, you can't go out."

This time, everyone in the ward almost always said that he didn't want him to run out with just a moment of recklessness, and then maybe he would really kill himself.

"Yes, don't go out!" Ginny also hugged Harry's arm and said, "The situation Lupin said is far beyond your ability. Don't go!"

"Well, and..." Even Hermione, who has been depressed until now because Maca disagrees with her, followed Ginny and persuaded, "Didn’t Maca go out already? I think he will I figured it out."

"But--"

But, if Harry Potter didn’t go out to fight, what about those people who were still desperate outside? He wanted to say that, but it seemed a bit too arrogant. A little bit, so he still held back and said nothing.

But you can tell from the expression on Harry's face~IndoMTL.com~He is still struggling.

"Harry?"

Seeing Percy walked over and called to herself, although the other party didn't say too many words of exhortation like the others, there was still a bit of exhortation hidden in that expression.

"Stop talking about it, anyway, let me think about it first."

After finishing talking, Harry stopped talking with his friends, and sat back on the floor and grabbed his numb scalp.

Compared to the many wizards who stand on the front line of resistance for their relatives, for friends, and for the beloved, Harry can be said to be purely out of his blood and justice. Now, the increasingly difficult situation did not extinguish the courage in his heart.

It's just that he also needs to think carefully about what he should do next-even if it's just for himself, he can't give up the people who have been fighting in the city all night.

"...courage."