harry potter book of crimes

The devil... didn't appear this time.

No matter it was the real demon or the demon whose body was temporarily possessed by Haierbo, none of them ran in front of Maka and chased her fiercely like the previous two times. In the mist, there was only deathly silence.

By the way, the will that was actively connected through the cursed necklace was suddenly interrupted long before Maka came over.

Fortunately, he had roughly determined the source of the spiritual power before that. Once he got to the place, he only needed to search carefully, and he should be able to find the right place quickly through the remaining magic power fluctuations.

But before that, the demon...or that Haierpo never showed up, which made Maka very concerned.

After all, only enemies hiding in the dark, waiting for opportunities, will be the biggest threat, especially enemies like this, which are already powerful enough in their own right!

"and……"

Maka stepped on the magic book and flew quickly through the streets, secretly saying as she flew:

"Although the demons themselves also have intelligence, judging from the previous battles, they should not have the concepts of 'ambush' and 'sneak attack'. After noticing my existence, they should immediately rush over and try to get rid of me.

The so-called 'sin'...that is to say, at least for now, Haierbo should be controlling that body?"

In fact, Maka can't even guarantee that Haierbo has not completely obtained the devil's body, because he personally is far from understanding the mysteries of the devil.

Of course, putting aside these worries, it was nice to not have that guy interfere with his schedule. This allowed him to encounter no obstacles until he found the street and house he was looking for.

"Click."

There seemed to be no one in the room... At least Maka didn't sense the presence of a magic source inside from outside. Only the strong smell of blood made him frown.

With a soft sound, the door suddenly opened slowly, but what followed was a burst of bloody smell.

Soon he saw that the living room was in a mess, the white walls were spattered with dripping blood, and broken furniture could be seen everywhere.

Maka frowned and stepped into the living room. In a blink of an eye, she saw the big hole in the deepest part. It seemed that if anyone was still alive, they probably left there.

But before he could observe the hole, a still-warm corpse stole his attention.

The man was obviously dead. His whole body seemed to have turned into a rag bag, and he fell helplessly at the wall next to him. The big bloody hole in his chest looked bigger than the hole in the wall that was taller than a person.

shocking.

Maka discovered that it was a middle-aged man who was probably forty years old at most. The originally elegant suit had been soaked with blood, and the white shirt under the vest was completely dyed dark red.

Until now, blood still seemed to be gurgling out from the hole in his chest, and there was an unbearable pool of blood on the floor beneath him.

Maka didn't take a second look, because he knew very well: There was probably only one person in London who could punch through the chest like this.

As for the identity of the deceased...compared to this, it seems more important to find the living person first.

"Is the source of the previous will...is this place?"

The residual magic power fluctuations in the living room were very messy, but after a little judgment, Maka still found her way to the dining table in the kitchen.

It can be seen that the map is still spread on the dining table, but most of the trinkets originally placed on the map have been shaken to the ground. Even though it is far away from the place where the blood spattered, there is still a little bit of bright red on the map.

, telling the cruelty when a certain life passes away.

And at the next moment, Maka suddenly noticed that something seemed to be falling near the fallen armchair beside the dining table.

"Well?"

With a wave of his hand, he suddenly opened the chair, revealing the little doll lying quietly on the floor.

It was a very ordinary stuffed bear, and it seemed that its owner valued it very much. Even though there were several stitches on it, it was still cleaned very well.

Maka picked it up and looked at it. She didn't find any valuable information on it, so she stuffed it into the pocket on her waist.

"One person, two people...of course, there is also the person in the corner, who is probably the third person who stayed to buy the other two people time to escape."

He tapped the map on the table lightly, and his eyes swept over the bar with wine bottles scattered around, and the bodies at the base of the wall, and then he strode across the various debris on the ground with his legs.

Go straight to the big hole in the deepest part of the living room.

He passed through the living room, passed through the garage on the other side of the wall hole, and then walked through the second hole on the other side of the garage into the backyard of the house.

The blood stains extended from the living room to here, and then suddenly became very small. Judging from the suddenly heavier footprints on the ground, the pursuer probably started to increase his speed instantly from here.

Maka knew the demon's moving speed very clearly. He was really not sure how many people in the world could avoid being caught in such a terrifying pursuit. As for simply relying on speed to get rid of the demon's pursuit, naturally

Not to mention.

At least Maka can't, and Helbo himself obviously can't do it either.

"But...it seems that at least we weren't caught up at the beginning?"

Maka stood on the side of the street and looked towards one end of the street, but she could only see one tread mark after another evenly distributed on the road, continuing into the distance.

This time he didn't waste any more time. He quickly ran out of the magic book and stepped on it. The next second, he rushed out suddenly and disappeared in the distance in a short time.

Some corner.

However, although Maka left this house, the events in this house were far from over. Shortly after Maka followed her away, a strange source of magic suddenly appeared out of thin air in the living room, and then it was like a heart.

It started beating soundlessly.

At the same time, some unknown rustling sound also faintly came from inside. I don't know what kind of friction sound it was.

In this way, about ten minutes passed, and a figure suddenly walked out step by step from the house that was supposed to have no more living people, and slowly came to the center of the backyard.

Isn't that the corpse that Maka personally judged to be absolutely hopeless? Just by looking at the bloody hole that is extremely dazzling and unforgettable at a glance, people can easily tell who it is.

But, why did he suddenly... "alive"?