harry potter book of crimes

"So, what's the result?"

There are still many things that make Maka puzzled by Delphi's words, and perhaps the most puzzling part is how Haierbo managed to achieve such a point.

Or in other words, how terrifying will Haierbo's strength become by then?

"I have no idea."

Delphi shook his head, and his pleasant voice became slightly deeper.

"Because that's when I 'left'."

After Maka heard this, she couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

To be honest, these descriptions of the future are definitely not what he hoped for. But before that, there is another more urgent thing waiting for him to complete.

"Delphi," Maca paused, then suddenly changed the subject, "Give me back the time turner... I know that you should have at least one intact one in your hand."

There is no way Maka would give up on saving Luna. As long as there is a slight chance, he will not let it go. What's more, no matter how bad the future will become, if you want to save it, a time turner is necessary.

But in the face of Maka's request, Delphi seemed indifferent.

"Do you think I'll give it back to you?" She said, "No, it's impossible."

However, no matter who the other party is, Maka will not let this opportunity slip through his fingers. Maybe he still doesn't know how to treat the girl in front of him, but with the only time turner left, he must

Got it back.

Seeing Delphi's unusual stubbornness, Maka's right hand clenched the staff again. Although he was still a little hesitant, his movements did not slow down because of this hesitation.

The next moment, he suddenly stepped on the magic book under his feet. From stillness to movement, his speed suddenly increased to the limit. It was obvious that he was planning to rob it.

But just as his body flashed and appeared on the back of the ice bird as if moving through space, Delphi apparated to the magic book that Maka had originally set foot on, as if he had expected it.

At that moment, the two people seemed to have suddenly exchanged positions, so that the situation did not seem to have changed at all.

No, there are still changes, and they are obvious.

It can be seen that the next moment Maka appeared on the ice bird's back, the ice bird's wings suddenly lifted upwards, spiraling backwards and closing in on where Maka was.

At the same time, Delphi's eyes also suddenly changed drastically. The original coldness was suddenly replaced by a kind of confusion full of charm, which made her whole temperament seem to have completely changed.

At that second, Maka finally experienced the blissful, sweet, warm, joyful feeling that Haierbo had experienced twice. It was as if all worries had been washed away, and people no longer had to think about anything.

.

In fact, there is an irresistible and wonderful pleasure that instantly fills the whole soul, which is a kind of addictive beauty.

So, just like Haierpo who was struck twice, Maka was immersed in it at that moment and forgot to think.

"No, something is wrong, it shouldn't be like this... This kind of beauty is false."

The trance in Maka's eyes lasted less than a second before he suddenly came back to his senses. Immediately, he found that the ice bird under him was turning into a cage made of ice crystals.

It was about to completely trap him inside.

He didn't know if he could escape if the ice prison was fully formed, but fortunately, he didn't have to think about this issue.

Before the wings were fully folded, Maka tapped the ice bird's back again and suddenly jumped out from the remaining gap above its head.

Delphi had already left, much more decisively than he expected.

…

The windbreaker wizard is Delphi, and no one except Maka knows about it. Of course, even if you tell others about it, they may not know who Delphi is.

Just like Harry and Neville, they obviously knew nothing about Delphi's existence, and they had no need to know the girl.

Even though, the two of them happened to be passing by on a street below Maca.

"Harry, hold on! Give me a little more time!"

At the entrance of a Muggle clothing store on the side of the street, Neville was half-kneeling next to a young witch who fell on the ground, and shouted back towards the center of the street at the top of his lungs.

Talking to Harry did not make him stop what he was doing. He was seen hurriedly holding a potion bottle in each hand and was temporarily mixing two bottles of potion together.

Because the witch in front of him was seriously injured and could lose her life at any time, Neville had to go as fast as possible, even faster, at least to save her life first.

In fact, the two of them did plan to go to Diagon Alley.

But on the way, they found too many people in need of help. So as soon as the two of them put their plans together, they simply put aside their plan to go to Diagon Alley. After all, who can they help?

"Not okay yet?"

On the other hand, Harry felt that he couldn't hold on any longer.

It must be said that most of the people they met along the way were crazy wizards who were ordinary believers turned into crazy wizards. Those guys were crazy, but they were not unable to cope with it.

Yes, as long as you don't have bad luck and encounter too many problems at once, the two of you can still solve them by cooperating.

But this time, their luck was obviously not very good, because they encountered a black-eyed wizard.

"Ding"

With a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, Harry used the sharpness of Gryffindor's sword to cut off a section of the opponent's spike made of black substance.

But he knew that this was far from over.

They saw that the sharpened thorn tip had not even hit the ground before it immediately turned into a viscous liquid and merged into the black material in front of the opponent. Then, the next sharp thorn suddenly

It stabbed him on the other side.

Not only that, the guy on the other side kept moving and was extremely fast. Even though Harry already felt that he was very fast, the opponent was still able to get close to him again and again, and the sharp spike attacks were almost continuous.

"Ding"

With another backhand strike, Harry retreated and adjusted his direction to avoid accidentally leading the opponent to Neville, who was rescuing people.

Immediately afterwards, he moved sideways to dodge the next attack, then stabbed the opponent with swords in both hands.

To be honest, Harry didn't know the correct way to use the sword. But fortunately, the opponent's attacks may not have any rules to follow. Both sides were actually fighting with the help of on-the-spot judgment and reaction ability.

What Harry relied on was the unparalleled sharpness of Gryffindor's sword.

"crunch"

The defense formed by the black unknown substance of the black-eyed wizard is absolutely extremely strong. Even Gryffindor's sword cannot pierce it easily.

But with an extremely harsh sound of metal friction, the sword in Harry's hand still pierced the edge of the black hard shell, and then...

Then it got stuck.

"damn it!"

He may have forgotten that the opponent's black material was not just solid. Just as the sword penetrated through, the black arc-shaped barrier suddenly softened, and was about to wrap up the Sword of Gryffindor.

Harry was stunned for a while, but he was not so stunned. He just used all his strength to slash down hard, and used the sharp edge of the sword to cut through the black substance in one fell swoop. This was considered a blow.

Escaped from the crisis of being about to have the sword taken away.

"Neville, are you okay? The enemies here are very difficult!"

Hearing Harry's shout from behind, Neville hurriedly glanced back to confirm whether Harry was in danger.

"Wait a minute, I'll be here soon!"

Seeing that Harry seemed to be fine for the time being, Neville only replied, then lowered his head again to apply the medicine to the witch.

Perhaps it was the irritation of the medicine on the wound that caused the witch to wake up from her coma. She frowned, opened her eyes with difficulty, and looked at Neville.

"Leave me alone... Just please save my child, he is hiding in the store."

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Neville subconsciously glanced at the clothing store in front, then nodded and said:

"Don't worry, we will all save you... Madam, don't give up, hold on."

The magic potion was poured into the huge wound, and wisps of white smoke came out, and the injury healed quickly as the potion was poured. Although the injury was serious, it was only a physical damage. The white essence and blood replenishing agent

It's enough to make the other person get better.

When the potion bottle was empty, Neville threw it aside and immediately helped the lady to hide in the Muggle shop with her.

"Unless this house is going to collapse, don't go out, remember."

Harry was still outside alone resisting the astonishingly powerful black-eyed wizard, and Neville had no time to say anything else. After placing the opponent in place, he immediately turned around and ran out, with the wand in his hand already stretched straight out.

go out.

"Harry, I'm coming! Get away first!"

Before he finished speaking, Neville suddenly waved his wand and shouted loudly:

"Call the gods to protect you!"

In an instant, a large amount of silver-white light mist spurted out from the tip of the staff, surging and gathering in front of him. Then a strong silver claw protruded from it, and landed heavily on the street.

The next moment, an extremely muscular lion guardian spirit sprang out of the light mist, roaring silently and running towards the black-eyed wizard.

"boom!"

The lion's claw suddenly swung forward and struck the temporarily formed black arc shield horizontally. The huge force pushed the shield and the people behind it to move dozens of feet laterally, and scraped out on the ground.

A shallow ravine formed.

"Harry, my Patronus cannot break through his defense. Be careful and find an opening to attack!"

"OK!"

The two looked at each other from afar in tacit understanding, and then started moving again.