Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1331: Plant in your own hands?

In the vestibule garden in front of the gate of Buckingham Palace, a horse-drawn carriage suddenly landed in the mist above, and drove along the horse path in the middle of the garden directly to the steps of the palace entrance.

After the carriage made a bend and stopped on its side, a dark-skinned bald wizard opened the door and walked down, then climbed the stone steps to the gate of the palace.

Of course, the wizard who got off the wagon is Kingsley.

"Tuk Tuk."

Only seeing him knock on the door, the gate of Buckingham Palace suddenly opened, and an Auror who was in charge of guarding the gate walked out from behind the door.

"Mr. Chief."

"Hmm."

Looking at the other person standing still in front of him, and gently nodding to say hello, Kingsley immediately said:

"Go and say to the old bishop and say I'm back."

"I see, Mr. Chief."

The Auror was originally the man Kingsley brought here. At this time Kingsley asked him to go, even if he nodded, he turned and walked straight to the side hall inside.

When Kingsley saw this, he moved two steps slowly and waited quietly outside the door.

Fortunately, the old bishop Davidson didn't let him wait for too long, and soon he saw the old white beard man in the school uniform walking steadily in the door.

"Old Mr. Davidson, have the Queen's affairs been handled? I have already got the car, it's the night carriage-oh yes, on the way to the Ministry of Magic, I found the black streets and lanes There are very few wizards. Especially the guys who manipulate the black liquid, I haven't seen any of them."

"Oh? Really?" When Old Davidson heard it, he couldn't help but said clearly, "Mr. McLean's shot is really not comparable to ordinary people..."

Simply sighed, he just started talking again.

"The queen is asleep. Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom are watching over there. We can go anytime. Now there are a lot less dangers in the city. It is indeed a good time to get out of London."

"Well," Kingsley nodded when he heard the words, "Let's start! Although it looks safe on the outside, at this time, no one can say what will happen next! It’s better to leave as early as possible."

Not to mention others, at least Davidson and Kingsley, who are currently in conversation, both have good insight and wisdom. Although it is impossible for them to understand the demon summoning technique, they have already considered that Haierbo must have a back hand.

At this moment, both of them suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver-white light in the distant fog approaching quickly, surprisingly fast. In the blink of an eye, the thing that was approaching here quickly swooped down and fell towards Kingsley.

"This is--" Old Davidson said in surprise, "Patron saint?"

This former pure-blooded family patriarch and the Archbishop of Canterbury can be said to be knowledgeable, but the advanced use of the patron saint curse was invented privately by Dumbledore-like this to be able to go far alone. He had never seen the patron saint of distance movement.

"Yes, the patron saint." Kingsley followed, "The silver eagle is McLean's...he suddenly sent the patron saint over, so he should be sending some important news."

Before speaking, the silver eagle with its wings folded and tilted its head looked at the two of them as if they were confirming Kingsley’s words, and immediately spoke in Maca’s voice:

"Kingsley, take the queen out of London as soon as possible, and then you guys don’t come back either—especially watch Harry and Neville and let them stand by outside the city. I want to take yours Your mind should have already guessed it, the city is likely to be in great danger next, you have to run faster!"

"Mr. McLean, ‘great danger’ means..."

"Mr. Davidson," Kingsley waved to him when he saw the other person asking the patron saint of the silver eagle, "Don’t ask, the message of the patron saint is one-way, it won’t tell you anymore. Take it back if you want."

"Oh, this is a shame."

The old bishop shrugged, and after looking at the silver eagle covered in light and mist and secretly admiring its vivid and delicate appearance, he turned back and walked into the palace.

"Anyway, please wait a moment, I'll go and'bring' Her Majesty the Queen."

……

While Maca, who was quite prophetic, tried to get the people of London to withdraw from the city as much as possible, Helbo had already thought about whether to throw the black guy behind him. The real London outside.

Because to be honest, with his current body, he can no longer keep up with the opponent's increasingly rapid battle. Although the space moves quickly, it also takes time to start, and even if the time required is short, the interval between time and time still exists.

Once the enemy moves faster than his spatial teleport, the consequences are obvious.

Not to mention, one of Helbo’s shoulders has been injured. Although the pain does not exist on him, a dangling arm will inevitably affect every movement of him.

"Boom!"

Hearing another dull stomping on the ground not far behind, Helbo didn't have the time to think about it anymore. Immediately he consumed his magic power again and used space movement.

After that, I saw that the jade-black demon actually appeared to be teleporting, and the speed was already fast enough to leave an afterimage at the place where I stepped on it.

This is the movement speed that Maca can only reach when the "Swiftness" ability is turned on to the maximum, and the demon with incomparable flesh can do the same.

"Boom!"

There was another muffled noise and another afterimage, and Haierbo had to use his spatial movement again to avoid the huge acceleration of the opponent.

The soul flame he left to the demon before, is still attached to the opponent's body until now-he can feel that the demon's soul is indeed being burned, but the burning speed is too slow Up.

Until now, where Haierbo doesn't know, the strength of the demon's soul is amazing, and it's no wonder that the other party can also use space to move.

Just...

"That guy can obviously use magic, but why doesn't he use it much?"

He was thinking. Unexpectedly, the demon who was still chasing him closely, suddenly disappeared silently at the foothold just now.

"Is it back again?"

Hailbo instantly realized that the demon was also wise, and...maybe not low!

Because, the other party only occasionally used the magic of space movement, maybe it was to prevent him from judging the timing and habits of its use.

This unexpected effect is obviously quite amazing. After all, Helbo’s shoulder was hurt that way just now, isn’t it?

When I thought that the demon might appear in the blind spot behind him again, my heart moved immediately, and in the blink of an eye he went to another place not far away.

However, this time Helbo seemed to have guessed wrong again.

"Boom!"

With a fierce beating, Helbo, who had just escaped from the state of spatial movement, felt the other shoulder tingle, and he couldn't even feel half of his body.

This blow is much stronger than the previous one!

"Damn it."

Halbo cursed with his ancient Greek, and at the same time he used his space movement again and disappeared in place.

This time, the demon didn't pull out his legs to chase him anymore, and saw that "it" looked up at Helbo who appeared on the other side of the street, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"The Great Sin...Destruction!"

The next moment, when Helbo in the distance saw it raise his hand, a black beam of light suddenly shot out from his palm, blasting straight to the location of Helbo.

"That's—"

Hailbo noticed something in the beam of light in an instant, but the timing was wrong, and he couldn't spare any time to figure out what the familiar feeling came from.

As the beam of light was about to reach the body, his spatial movement also took effect at the same time, causing him to avoid dangerously. Then, I saw the black beam of light silently pierce through the wall of the building behind, as if nothing could be blocked, leaving a smooth section of the wall directly on the front and back of a row of houses.

Seeing that Haierbo avoided his own attack again, the demon seemed to have no emotion at all, and there was no sign of irritation at all.

However, although the opponent is not angry, it does not mean that there is no follow-up pursuit. And this time, the devil's actions were very "demonic".

For an instant, this guy suddenly moved the palm that was casting the black beam of light. Suddenly, the beam of light was like an indestructible long stick, and it swept across the street unscrupulously.

On the other side, upon seeing Haierbo, he could only fly up in the air, releasing a distracting magic in the air.

I have tried various attack magic before, but it is still not worthwhile. As a result, Haierbo also had to try to deal with it from other angles.

It's a pity that the demon's body's ability to resist magic is too strong. Even if his magic can have some effect, it is mostly limited.

"No way~IndoMTL.com~It is meaningless to go on like this, let's let it go first!"

Halbo thought so, and planned to cast a spell to repel him out of this mirrored space. But who knows, Haierbo paused for a while just because he was thinking about the problem, and soon he saw that the demon had moved directly in front of him abruptly.

"Boom!"

"Uh..."

Haierbo was stunned for a while, because he found that he had been punched in the chest and abdomen by the opponent before he could react. The strong sense of penetration tells him clearly what happened.

"Destroy!"

The next moment, I saw the demon piercing Helbo's body with one hand and pinching him, while the other hand greeted him directly on his head.

Hailbo really didn't expect that the other party was so cunning that even the speed was still hidden, and the previous chasing together didn't give full play to it.

And now... the fist is down, and the end of his head is self-evident.