harry potter book of crimes

It was about an hour before dawn. The battle that lasted for almost an entire night seemed to have finally subsided.

Of course, although the number of black-eyed wizards has gradually decreased, the situation in London seems to have begun to tilt towards the Order of the Phoenix. However, the crazy wizards under Halbo are still quite troublesome.

So even now, the city of London is still ringing with noises, explosions, collisions and shouts from time to time... it can be heard everywhere.

Especially the large-scale battlefield on Sirius's side, it is not something that can be achieved in just one night.

Fatigue secretly accumulates in everyone's body and heart.

But when it comes to fatigue, Harry is probably the most tired tonight. Although Halbo has temporarily stopped releasing black-eyed wizards, there are still many wandering around in the city.

In order to find "them" one by one and put away "them" with all their strength, Harry and Thomas, who had formed a partner with him, kept running and searching. The level of hard work was self-evident.

As for Charlie, who was still with Harry on the way, after Thomas joined him, he rode the fire dragon to find Bill to continue the search and rescue...

"Thomas, this way... oh, it seems you really don't know the way! Go this way to St. Mungo's. If you go that way, you should be at the Leaky Cauldron in a moment!"

Apparition is indeed an extremely convenient spell, which allows wizards to reach any place they have visited anytime, anywhere. But as a result, there are really many more road warriors in the magical world.

And there is no doubt that Thomas must be one of them.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, please walk slower. The fog is too thick. I'm afraid I'll get lost again while walking!"

"Oh, God... oh no, I mean, Merlin..."

Harry had no choice but to slow down his pace, lest Thomas really failed to follow him later and he would have to turn back to look for him.

The darkness before dawn seemed particularly deep, coupled with the hazy gray fog, so the visibility in this alley was really very low. After the two of them walked through the alley and onto the street outside, the street lights barely gave them

It brought some light.

"Hey! Thomas...oh my God, where are you going?"

"Ah? Isn't it this way? But you just said..."

To be honest, with the power of the Bewitching Monument given by Maka, Thomas's strength has become quite strong. In the past half night, Harry has cooperated with him to kill many black-eyed wizards, and the two of them have also produced magic powers at the same time.

Some rare tacit understanding.

So in terms of fighting together, Harry still has a certain sense of identity with this "uncle" who is not very old.

It's a pity that besides fighting, the two of them obviously have to keep traveling.

No, it would be better to say that the two of them spent most of their time on the road.

Because they couldn't see the ground clearly while riding a broomstick, and they could easily hit buildings if they flew too low, the two of them had to rely on just one pair of legs to search for enemies.

So one can imagine how much suffering it would be to be on the road with a road warrior who is surprisingly strong in physical fitness and can run very fast.

If Thomas hadn't gradually adapted to the feeling of jogging, Harry would have wanted him to carry him on his back, at least then the two of them wouldn't have gotten separated accidentally.

"Here! Did you see it? You should have known each other by now, right?"

"Oh... Taotao Department Store is here!"

…

“Tuk-tuk-tuk.”

A slightly restrained knock sounded from the door of the ward. The visitor probably thought that everyone inside was still sleeping, so he didn't dare to knock too loudly.

However, as soon as this voice came from the darkness, Hermione and others opened their eyes, raised their upper bodies and looked in the direction of the door.

"Maka?"

Almost at the same time, several friends subconsciously said this name. Obviously, everyone really wanted to see him.

After all, in the current turmoil, only Maka is the most reassuring.

At this moment, Percy, who was closest to the door, was the first to get up from his bed and waved to everyone.

"I'm going to see who's coming."

Before he finished speaking, he reached out and turned the doorknob without asking who was outside.

"Potter? You... hmm?"

Percy had just called Harry and was about to ask him if he was injured or something, but then he reached out to the wand in his arms as if he was facing an enemy.

"Oh, no, no, not the enemy! He is"

Harry at the door quickly waved his hand, but before he could explain, Percy's wand was quickly pressed against his chest.

Isn't it because Percy has been lying at home for too long that his physical strength has not fully recovered? How come he draws the stick so fast? Not only that, his movements are also particularly clean and neat, which is definitely an effect that can be achieved after a lot of practice.

"Stop talking nonsense and answer me!" Percy pointed the tip of his staff at his chest very cautiously and asked loudly, "During the Christmas of the year you entered Hogwarts, what did Professor Dumbledore hide?

Inside the flamed strawberry pudding (Note 1)?”

"Hmm? In first grade?"

"Yes! Tell me quickly...if you still want to prove that you are Harry Potter!"

"Hey, Percy, it's almost six years ago! Damn it, you're asking me to remember what was hidden in the Christmas pudding six years ago."

Just as he was speaking, Harry was suddenly startled, and then stared at Percy's mouth and said hurriedly:

"It's a piece of silver! A crescent-shaped piece of silver! I remembered that there was only one piece of silver on each dean's desk, and it was you who ate it! It almost broke your front teeth!"

"Who asked you to lift my front teeth? I'm just asking you what's hidden inside!" Percy muttered angrily, then took back his wand and said, "Now you can tell me, who is behind you?"

Is...what is it?"

But on the other side, Harry was still thinking about the silver piece, and he heard him say with some confusion: "Did Professor Dumbledore say that he hid the silver piece? Why don't I remember it at all?"

"Does that need to be said?" Ron, who had just walked over to greet his good friend, said after hearing this, "Those are crescent-shaped silver lenses that are exactly the same as Professor Dumbledore's glasses!"

"Okay! Stop thinking about Christmas silver coins," Hermione urged immediately, "Harry, please... uh, introduce us to us?"

To be honest, when everyone came over one after another and saw Thomas standing behind Harry, almost everyone was startled.

After all, even if some of you have never seen Voldemort's Black Death Apostles, when anyone sees a "humanoid creature" covered in black gas, they will probably feel wary... or even afraid.

However, Harry was obviously used to Thomas's scary look.

"Oh, this is Mr. Thomas, a wizard who is very powerful in combat!" As he spoke, he turned to take a look, and then said with some surprise, "Huh? Is the black mist on your body...

…A little lighter than at the beginning?”

"Oh! Can you see that?"

Thomas, who was still a little confused by Percy's question at first, immediately became more energetic when he heard Harry ask about it.

"On the way, I have been thinking of ways to see if I could put away some of the black fog. You see, it is really easy to scare people, especially in times like this!"

While explaining, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to move the black fog in front of his eyes, then shrugged and said:

"Although, they won't hinder my ability to see things."

After Harry heard this, he waved his hands indifferently, then turned his head again and said to everyone:

"Anyway, it's no problem that we happened to meet Maka at that time. He had already checked Mr. Thomas, and it was he who recommended Mr. Thomas and me to form a partnership at that time!"

"Maka recommended it?" Hermione nodded immediately after hearing this, "Then it must be fine. Come in, everyone! You must be very tired. Sit down and have a rest. Eat some cookies to cushion your stomach!"

Then, everyone gathered Harry and Thomas into the ward, and one by one they were busy preparing food and drink for the two "soldiers" who had worked hard all night. Only Delphi was still sitting in the corner.

Sitting on the armchair, he looked hard at Thomas, who was covered in black smoke.

In the future world she knew, Maka had used the "arrogance" rule of the Bewitching Monument to create many subordinates, including wizards and various magical creatures.

If it hadn't been for so much help, it would have been impossible to stop Haierbo's subsequent power.

Therefore, Delphi was actually very impressed by this black mist-covered wizard, and she was even saved once by her father's men.

Unexpectedly, now she finally met such a wizard who was once called the "Black Apostle" at that time. Needless to say, this title was chosen casually by Maka in order to distinguish it from Voldemort's "Black Death Apostle"

Down.

but……

"Mr. Thomas, may I ask...are you the only wizard like you?"

Thomas, who was eating, was startled when he heard Delphi suddenly ask questions in the corner of the room. To be honest, he had never seen such a beautiful girl before!

"Uh..." After being stunned for a moment, he said, "Are you talking about someone like me who is smoking all over his body? Well... as far as I know, I should be the only one... Anyway, I haven't seen anyone else.

"

"Oh, that's it...thank you."

After hearing Thomas's answer, Delphi actually felt a little confused.

Because she still clearly remembers that when her father first made the Black Apostles, he made ten of them at once.

So, what reason would he have to make only one now?

"...Well, maybe it's just because of the scattered manufacturing?" She couldn't help but secretly thought in her heart.