harry potter book of crimes

"Ho... um... Muriel..."

At this moment, Martin didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.

Just when he was enveloped in the darkness transformed by Haierbo, he felt as if everything was far away from him...including the sound of insects nearby at night, the crazy wizards who were watching indifferently around him, and the city of London under his feet.

...and even his own body.

Yes, it's as if your entire soul has been locked into a small dark room, and you can't feel anything except your own consciousness.

And after that, just for a moment, even his remaining self-consciousness slowly faded away... Is that what it feels like to die? Obviously, he has never died, so he doesn't know.

However, just when he thought he was about to bid farewell to this world full of loneliness and unwillingness, suddenly a very strange yet inexplicably familiar force quickly poured into his body.

And, at the same time, a voice that he would never forget in his life suddenly floated in his consciousness...

To be honest, the voice was actually more like an indistinct whisper in his ear, and he couldn't understand a single word of the vague words. But he knew that it was definitely Muriel's voice.

"Mu... Li'er..."

It sounds complicated, but in fact it was only a short moment. Martin felt that he felt the existence of his body again.

His tongue was not very sharp, and his throat was rattling. But he still struggled to shout out the name that always filled his heart, as if doing so would give him more power.

But this seemed to be the case, because soon, he was seen getting up stiffly and slowly like a puppet with strings.

"It's like having life and self-will?"

Because the mist above this place was revealing strange phenomena, Haierbo, who was standing not far away from him, only looked up at the whirlpool formed by the gray mist, as if he didn't even realize that he had woken up.

No, maybe this old guy already thought he must be dead, right?

this is a good chance!

Martin struggled to raise his right hand - his wand was still firmly in his hand even when he was almost unconscious just now. But now, he can finally use it to point it at the damn Herbo again!

"Avada——" "Bang!"

The green light suddenly appeared and then disappeared. Martin flew out without warning, and then fell heavily on the hard stone floor. Because his remaining strength was not exhausted, he even rolled out some distance without any resistance.

, then he lay weakly on his side in front of those crazy wizards, as if his whole body had fallen apart.

"interesting……"

During the whole process, Haierbo did not even lower his head. After flying Martin away with a wave of his backhand, he still raised his neck and looked at the sky, muttering to himself as if everything just now had nothing to do with him.

"...The little girl who was the introduction to the summoning technique can actually integrate her own will into these escaping energies? Hmm...how interesting."

On the other side, Lu Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling Martin's brief attack and the retaliation he suffered.

In fact, although he could not hear clearly what Halbo said at this time, nor did he know what kind of state Martin was in at the moment. However, from careful observation, he noticed an inconspicuous fact.

He just saw that Martin's unfinished killing curse was definitely far more powerful than before. If he had cast it, even Herbo might not be able to get rid of it.

Coupled with the current abnormal changes in the fog, and the fact that Martin could still get up after enduring Halbo's weird magic, Lupine realized that something must have happened before that he didn't understand.

However, no matter whether Martin became stronger at that moment, and no matter where he got the power from, he was still far from Haierbo's opponent. Not to mention causing Haierbo to be injured, in front of the opponent, he could not even use a magic spell.

I can't even finish the mantra.

However, Martin still refused to give up... No, maybe as long as he didn't die, he would point the tip of the wand in the direction of Haierbo again.

Martin, who had multiple fractures and contusions all over his body, tried his best to turn over. This time he really couldn't stand up, but he still managed to raise his right hand that was holding the wand tightly.

"I have said that I appreciate your willpower, but my child...can't you see that I am busy now?"

Halbo finally temporarily withdrew his gaze from the air and turned to look in Martin's direction. Only this time, he didn't even give Martin a chance to recite the incantation.

Suddenly, a blazing flame appeared out of thin air directly above Martin. As Haierbo raised his hand and pressed down, the terrifyingly hot flame immediately fell on Martin.

But it was at that moment that the surrounding mist quickly shrank between Martin and the flame, forming a circular ash disk that supported the flame.

"Oh, can you still control it to this extent?"

Haierbo was obviously surprised by this change, but he was not too surprised. After understanding the reasons before, he seemed to have expected these further changes.

"It's a pity that although this power is powerful in nature, it is always a part that escapes from the ritual!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Haierbo suddenly pressed his hand down again. And then, he saw that the flame suddenly strengthened several times, making the disc formed by the condensed gray mist temporarily overwhelmed, and almost

They must break up on the spot.

It was foreseeable that as long as the ash tray was completely dispersed, Martin, who was lying underneath and unable to move, would definitely be instantly burned to ashes by the terrifyingly high-temperature flames.

No, in fact, the flames that were very close to him were already burning him to death.

Suddenly, the mist vortex in the sky condensed again, causing Haierbo to immediately look up to the sky again.

"Well?"

He saw that the gray mist in the sky had formed into the shape of a huge human face, and it quickly settled into the open space in an extremely depressing manner.

At the same time, a roaring sound mixed with strange noises suddenly came from high in the sky:

"stop--"

The sound was very vague, but since it was just one word, almost everyone, including Lu Ping, understood it.

However, there may be many people who can hear the roar - maybe even the Muggles living nearby can hear it, but there are obviously only a few people who can detect the magic changes in London at the same time.

indivual.

For example, Maka is far away in St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry at this time; and for example, Haierbo is standing directly under the face made of gray mist.

"Little girl...are you trying to order me?"

"Awa... Da... Suo..."

Under the huge face that kept descending, at the moment when Haierbo was slightly angry, the dying Martin once again stubbornly recited the killing curse silently.

But unfortunately, here today, perhaps it is destined that no miracle will happen.

"boom!"

With a dull explosion, the fireball immediately broke through the fog blockade and engulfed Martin underneath along with a piece of the ground.

Even several apprentices nearby were swallowed up by the exploding flames because they were too close.

"ah--"

A scream sounded from the giant gray face in the sky, much clearer than before. Even Lu Ping could hear the anxiety and anger in the voice.

But Haierbo just had a cold face, and suddenly he raised his hand and waved towards the sky. An invisible shock originating from the rules of the soul suddenly crossed the sky, and scattered the face that was accelerating and pressing away in one fell swoop.

At almost the same time, Mu Li, who was still lying in the mirror space, suddenly trembled and finally fell into a completely unconscious coma.

After a brief pause for a few seconds, Haierbo quickly turned his head and glanced at the roof of the building across the street, and then snorted coldly.

Then, he whispered to himself softly:

"That's all, it's just a little mouse that escaped... In the final analysis, these are not big things now."

…

That's right, when he saw Halbo's fireball hitting the ground, Lupine knew that the changes here were probably over.

When he saw this, he, who had always been cautious, immediately stopped staying and turned around to run away.

To be honest, if Haierbo really wants to chase him, he actually can't escape even if he wants to. But fortunately, Haierbo seems to have more important things to do at the moment. Whether he witnessed what just happened

I don't really care about everything.

After leaving the vicinity of Big Ben in a hurry, Lupine did not return to Black's old house. After all, he had already wasted a lot of time before. What's more, compared with the information from "home", the events he just saw

Obviously, if it is more urgent, going directly to St. Mungo's is the most correct choice.

Not long after, in front of the red brick department store window glass, Lupine stretched out his wand and tapped it. But he immediately discovered that neither the dummy inside nor the glass itself showed any reaction.

"Huh? Oh...this entrance must have been closed by Maka."

But, of course, Maka, who was currently at the door of the hall, would not let him wait too long. Just as Lupine was thinking clearly, he saw the glass silently ripples, and then there was a

The figure stepped out from it.

When he saw it, he quickly took two steps back to give Maka a little space.

"Lupin," Maka looked at him immediately after appearing in front of him and said, "How are you? You don't seem to be injured... Did you encounter any accident?"

"Oh, yes!" Lu Ping nodded slightly, "Sorry, I'm afraid it will take a while before I can send you today's information."

"It's okay," Maka waved her hand, "Dunge has already sent Dedalo over... Well, I mean, 'all'!" (To be continued)