harry potter book of crimes

In the vestibule garden in front of the gate of Buckingham Palace, a horseless carriage suddenly descended from the fog 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 turn and stopped sideways, a dark-skinned bald wizard opened the door and walked out, then climbed the stone steps to the palace gate.

Naturally, the wizard who got off the carriage was undoubtedly Kingsley.

"Tuk-tuk."

He just knocked briefly, and the door of Buckingham Palace opened immediately, and an Auror who was responsible for guarding the door walked out from behind the door.

"Mr. Room Chief."

"Um."

Seeing the other party standing still in front of him and saying hello with a gentle nod, Kingsley immediately said:

"Go and tell the old bishop that I'm back."

"I understand, Mr. Director."

The Auror was the man that Kingsley had brought over at first. When Kingsley asked him to go, he immediately nodded in agreement, then turned around and walked straight to the side hall inside.

Upon seeing this, Kingsley slowly moved two steps and waited quietly outside the door.

Fortunately, the old Bishop Davidson did not keep him waiting for too long. Soon he saw the old man with a white beard in religious uniform coming through the door with steady steps.

"Mr. Davidson, have the Queen's affairs been settled? I've already brought the car, it's the Thestral carriage. By the way, on the way to the Ministry of Magic, I found that there are very few dark wizards on the streets.

.Especially those guys who control black liquid, I haven’t seen any of them.”

"Oh? Really?" After hearing this, Old Davidson couldn't help but said clearly, "Mr. McClain's action is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people..."

After sighing for a moment, he changed the topic again.

"The Queen has fallen asleep. Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom are guarding over there. We can leave at any time. Now that there are less dangers in the city, it is indeed a good time to evacuate London."

"Well," Kingsley nodded immediately after hearing this, "Let's get started! Although it seems safe outside now, in times like these, no one can tell what will happen next! Let's go,

It’s better to do it early.”

Not to mention others, at least Davidson and Kingsley, who are currently talking to each other, both have considerable knowledge and wisdom. Although they cannot understand the devil summoning technique, they have already considered that Haierbo must have a future.

hand.

And at this moment, both of them suddenly caught a glimpse of a silvery-white light in the mist in the distance approaching quickly. The speed was surprisingly fast. In just the blink of an eye, the thing that was approaching quickly swooped down.

Then he went down and landed next to Kingsley.

"This is one," Old Davidson said in surprise, "a patron saint?"

Although the former head of the pure-blood family, the Archbishop of Canterbury, can be said to be knowledgeable, the advanced use of the Patronus Charm was actually invented privately by Dumbledore back then to create a Patronus that could move long distances alone.

, he really has never seen it.

"Yes, Patronus." Kingsley then said, "The silver eagle belongs to McClane... He suddenly sent the Patronus over, probably to convey some important news."

Before he finished speaking, the Silver Eagle folded his wings and tilted his head to look at the two of them, as if to confirm Kingsley's words, he immediately spoke in Maka's voice:

"Kingsley, take the queen and evacuate London as soon as possible, and then don't come back. Especially keep an eye on Harry and Neville, and let them stay on standby outside the city. I think you should have guessed with your mind.

When we arrive, there may be great dangers in the city next, so you have to run fast!"

"Mr. MacLean, 'great danger' means..."

"Mr. Davidson," Kingsley waved his hand at him when he saw the other person asking the Silver Eagle Patronus, "Don't ask, using the Patronus to convey information is one-way, and it will not take back what you said.

.”

"Oh, that's such a shame."

The old bishop shrugged, and after looking at the silver eagle shrouded in light and mist and secretly admiring its lifelike and delicate appearance, he turned back to the palace.

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

…

While Maka, who was quite foresighted, was trying to get people in London to evacuate the city as much as possible, Haierbo had already thought twice about whether to throw the black guy behind him outside for real.

London.

Because to be honest, with his current body, he can no longer keep up with the opponent's increasingly fast battle. Although space movement is fast, it also takes time to start, and no matter how short the time required, the intervals are always

It actually exists.

Once the enemy's movement speed exceeds his spatial teleportation, the consequences will be obvious.

Not to mention, one of Haierbo's shoulders has been injured. Although the pain does not exist on his body, a dangling arm will inevitably affect his every movement.

"boom!"

Hearing another dull sound of treading the ground not far behind him, Haierbo had no time to think anymore. He immediately consumed his magic power again and used space movement.

Then, I saw that the demon, who was as black as jade, seemed to be teleporting, and the speed was so fast that it left an afterimage at the place where he stepped.

This is the movement speed that Maka can reach when her "Swift" ability is turned on to the maximum, and the physically powerful demon can do the same.

"boom!"

There was another muffled sound and another afterimage. Haierbo had no choice but to use space movement again to avoid the opponent's huge accelerating attack.

The soul flame he left for the demon before was still attached to the other person. He could feel that the demon's soul was indeed being burned, but the burning speed was too slow.

And until now, Haierbo didn't know that the strength of the demon's soul was also very amazing. It's no wonder that the opponent can also use space to move.

only……

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

Just as he was thinking about it, unexpectedly, the demon that was still chasing him suddenly disappeared silently at the place where it had just landed.

"Is it the back again?"

Haierbo instantly realized that the demon was also intelligent, and... maybe it was not that low!

Because, the reason why the other party only occasionally uses the magic of space movement is so that he cannot judge the timing and habits of its use.

This unexpected effect is obviously quite amazing. After all, Haierbo's shoulder was injured just like that, wasn't it?

When he thought that the demon would most likely appear in the blind spot behind him again, his mind suddenly moved, and he arrived at another place not far away in the blink of an eye.

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

"Bang!"

Following a fierce blow, Haierbo, who had just escaped from the state of moving in space, felt his other shoulder suddenly go numb, and then he couldn't even feel half of his body.

This blow was much stronger than the first time before!

"damn it."

Halbo cursed in his ancient Greek language, and at the same time used space movement again to disappear in place.

This time, the demon did not give chase. All he could see was that "it" looked up at Haierbo who appeared on the rooftop at the other end of the street, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Sin...Destruction!"

The next moment, Haierbo in the distance saw it raise its hand, and a black beam of light suddenly shot out from its palm, blasting straight towards Haierbo's position like lightning.

"That is"

Haierbo instantly noticed something in the beam of light, but the timing was wrong at the moment, and he couldn't spare the time to figure out where that familiar feeling came from.

When the beam of light was about to reach his body, his spatial movement also took effect, allowing him to narrowly avoid it. Then, he saw the black beam of light passing silently through the wall of the building behind him, as if everything was invisible.

It was impossible to stop it, leaving holes with smooth cross-sections directly on the walls in front and behind a row of houses.

Seeing that Haierbo actually dodged his attack again, the demon seemed to have no emotion at all, showing no signs of anger.

However, although the other party is not angry, it does not mean that there will be no follow-up pursuit. And this time, the devil's actions still have a very "evil" feel.

In an instant, the guy suddenly moved the palm of his hand that was casting the black beam of light. Suddenly, the beam of light was like an indestructible long stick, sweeping across the street unscrupulously.

On the other side, Haierbo saw this and could only fly into the air, releasing a disruptive magic in the air.

He had tried various attack spells before, but they never worked. As a result, Haierbo had to try to deal with it from other angles.

It's a pity that the demon's physical resistance to magic is too strong. Even if his magic can have some effect, it is probably limited.

"No, it's pointless to continue like this. Let's let him go first!"

When Haierbo thought about it, he planned to cast a spell to exclude it from the mirror space. But who knew, Haierbo paused just because he was thinking about the problem, and soon he saw that the demon moved directly to the

come before him.

"Bang!"

"Well……"

Haierbo was stunned for a moment, 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 told him clearly what happened.

"destroy!"

The next moment, one of the demon's hands was seen penetrating Haierbo's body to restrain him, while the other hand went straight to his head.

Haierbo really didn't expect that the opponent was so cunning that he could even hide his speed. They didn't use their full strength in the previous pursuit together.

And now... with this fist coming down, the outcome of his head is self-evident.