Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 920: Not Muggle’s Muggle anymore

When little Victor finished his rampage with the help of Kingsley, he had already given up.

Yes, he found himself able to fly to the sky on a broomstick. However, what could be a flight that can't control the direction and speed by himself, not just joking about his life?

As for that kind little girl...Look, didn't the wizard have gone to the rescue?

Little Victor, who knew he didn't need to intervene anymore, didn't think about other things anymore. He just hung in the air silently, waiting for everything to end with soft legs.

However, the phantom spell that Maca cast on him did last for a long time, but not every sorcerer's spell lasted that long!

In fact, in order to stop him from flying, Kingsley used nothing more than an ordinary floating spell.

At the time, although little Victor dared not move, he still raised his head laboriously. She looked at Kingsley's figure, watched the other side quickly rise up, and soon shrank into a small black spot.

And I don't know how long it has passed--in the little Victor's sense, he seems to feel that a long time has passed. But in fact, at most, it was more than a minute after Kingsley had left.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the broomstick under him was a little unstable. It was as if a screw cap on a chair was loose, and a slight movement of the buttocks would make you feel a slight shaking.

At first, little Victor still comforted himself in his heart, saying that this must be normal in the wizarding world. But just when he felt that tremor was getting bigger and bigger, he really couldn't calm his mind by self-comfort.

However, Kingsley's Levitation Charm didn't actually cause him too much confusion, because he won't have to sit there in fear anymore.

In the next second, the floating spell finally failed completely, and the flying broomstick without interference immediately rushed out like a cat with its tail trampled on.

"Oh—"

Little Victor didn't expect that he would actually fly a second time!

"God! God...ah no, this is something from the magic world, so who can tell me what the wizard’s belief is?"

He was still wailing while holding the broomstick against the violent air current. However, he is obviously more adaptable now than before-at least he can free up his energy to complain, right?

"Wait—wait—no!"

Little Victor shouted desperately, and after shrinking on the broomstick for a while, he suddenly began to try to manipulate the control method of the flying broomstick.

Since Kingsley was just watching Kingsley flying just now, it's time to try as much as possible now.

If he can learn and apply what he sees to life... he naturally doesn't expect to be able to control his flying skills, but maybe he can avoid the tragedy of throwing himself into a puddle of mud.

"Accelerate? Pushing the broomstick forward is accelerating... Aw! Damn it, going down..."

Little Victor pulled the broom underneath him back and forth, constantly flicking him trying to figure out the direction, but then he let out a high and low voice.

Because the phantom spell on him is still in effect, only a broom can be seen flying freely in the air, drawing dazzling large and small arcs.

If it weren't for his higher position at the moment, I'm afraid something would have happened long ago.

A long while later, when little Victor was sweating profusely and finally barely figured out how to control his flight trajectory, he suddenly realized that he had moved off the ground without knowing it. Higher.

He is still afraid of this height after all.

Seeing that little Victor, who had just mastered the flying tricks, was about to land quickly, but suddenly he remembered the wizard chasing high in the sky, so he subconsciously looked up again.

"Oh! What is that shiny silver? A big cat?"

"The little girl is still being held by the monster? She...she seems to have lost consciousness? Is it okay...oh! It exploded!"

"My God! The monster ate a rocket launcher and only scorched his cloak? Isn't the wizard okay?"

"Wow! It exploded again..."

Little Victor looked at the battle high in the sky with a start. He was worried about Freina, but he was amazed at the colorful spells. Sometimes he was secretly afraid of the ugliness and power of monsters. .

You know, these magical scenes were completely invisible to him not long ago!

Unconsciously, he leaned forward and raised the broomstick, moving closer to the side a little bit.

"Oh, what is Mr. Wizard going to do?"

While he was still immersed in the duel between Kingsley and the monster, a palpitating green light burst out from the tip of Kingsley's wand, forming a beam of light like a high-voltage electric arc. The monster went away.

Almost at the same time, the monster managed to move sideways.

As soon as the green light penetrated directly under the monster’s left hand, Victor’s face changed drastically—because of the phantom spell given by Maca, he could clearly see Frey. Where is Na!

In an instant, little Victor had no time to think about anything, and started to speed up to a higher place purely by instinct.

However, if Kingsley hadn't rekindled the will to never give up at the time, then his patron saint would not be able to regain initiative.

If that were the case, Kingsley's lynx patron saint would not let go and turn the monster back to the top, then Freina would definitely be hit by the Killing Curse.

In that situation, no matter how little Victor accelerates, everything will be futile.

But the fact is the fact, and the spirit that Kingsley has always held saved Freina's life.

When the monster was hit by the green arc and released the left hand holding Freina, the little Victor also skimmed under it surprisingly and accurately, and caught the girl who was still in a delusion and coma dangerously and dangerously. Up.

At that moment, he was probably only more than ten feet away from the monster when he was closest, but he had already forgotten what fear was.

"Call—"

The little Victor who received Freina said that he was unsteady at the moment, but he still held the broomstick in the end, and it didn't happen that he and Freina fell together.

Unfortunately, it was obvious that Kingsley was far less lucky than the two of them.

Suddenly, a gray-black flame, which was no slower than the curse, spit out from the monster's mouth, traversed a nearly straight gray line, and hit Kingsley's back shoulder with unparalleled accuracy.

Kingsley, who mistakenly thought that the Killing Curse had at least relieved the opponent's combat effectiveness, finally got a move when he wanted to save the hostages.

However, this trick is still extraordinarily powerful.

"Huh?"

Little Victor who barely saved Freina, suddenly heard Kingsley's roar, and he quickly looked up again.

So he immediately saw Kingsley who was not far above him at the moment.

"...What happened in the last few seconds?"

"Is that a flame? Why is it gray?"

"What should I... do?"

It can be seen that although Kingsley was constantly burning his soul by the flames spit out by the monster at this time, it was hard for ordinary people to imagine the pain. But he still hugged the broom steadily while crying, and did not fall from the height because of the unbearable pain.

Not far from Kingsley's side, there are monsters that seem a little powerless, seeming to have the ability to remain suspended out of thin air.

In this regard, Little Victor didn't know what he should do.

Fortunately, he didn't have a long time to embarrass him, about ten minutes or so, finally another figure appeared from the square below.

"Where is Kingsley?"

Sirius came, and he and Lu Pingyuan were responsible for conducting a secret inspection in the city of London. Monsters like this must have a reason to emerge here, and there will always be a place to enter the city.

Now, although they couldn't find any reason and location, they found a more important thing-more unidentified creatures of the same kind appeared in London city!

So, Sirius actually came to Kingsley to deliver emergency information~IndoMTL.com~Chairman? He's chasing a bed sheet--" An Auror who stayed in the square pointed to the sky.

"What?"

Although Sirius was puzzled by what the Auror said, he and Kingsley had known each other for so many years. Knowing the other's temperament, he must have discovered something when he left suddenly.

When he thought of the situation he and Lupin discovered again, he soon had some general guesses in his mind.

Not much, when he also rushed into the sky and found little Victor carrying Freina's distressed face, Kingsley's distorted face also caught his eye.

"You are—"

Before little Victor could ask a question, Sirius swept past him and came directly to Kingsley's side.

"Hey! What's going on—are you okay?"

But now, apart from clinging to the broomstick, Kingsley's energy has been focused on confronting fierce pain, and how can he answer Sirius?

Actually, he didn't even notice the arrival of Sirius... even if he had his eyes wide open long ago.

Seeing that Kingsley didn't respond, Sirius knew that things were a little big. He stared at the gray-black flames on the opponent's shoulders and took a closer look, and found that he had no idea what it was.

Subconsciously, he was trying to reach out his hand to try the risk, but in the end he restrained this non-brained behavior.

"Who are you? What happened? Tell me!"

Sirius finally realized that there were two other big people around him, so he turned his head suddenly and asked the little Victor who was still at a loss.

"Uh...what am I...oh, I am'Muggle'."

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