harry potter book of crimes

Perhaps because of Maka's request for everyone to evacuate London, many people who were watching the situation in secret saw the changes in the situation, and various dark wizards began to take action.

Leaving aside the idiots who besieged the Aurors at Grace Field Church, a large number of dark wizards are currently secretly gathering in London.

But it is obvious that the existence of Maca McLean still makes these followers feel uneasy. Except for a few guys who are brave but not smart, the rest of the dark wizards still dare not be too blatant, and basically do everything in a low-key manner.

For the top.

But it is also obvious that even if those guys are only acting secretly, Ron's trip to London will probably be a trip full of crises.

At this moment, he had just appeared on a country road outside London and seemed to be a little frightened.

"Fortunately...fortunately, it was successful this time, no arms or legs are missing..."

For Ron, who was still not very good at Apparition, he almost had an accident with just this first step. He felt an obvious tearing sensation in his calf just as he moved.

But after he showed up and stamped his feet, he found that his feet were still growing on his body, and he had not been left in that church full of horrific memories.

However, before he could walk a few more steps towards downtown London, a series of footsteps came from the path behind him. He suddenly looked back and saw that there were already a few more people around the corner.

Strangers wearing various wizard robes.

After realizing that the other party had seen him, Ron thought for a moment and simply stopped hiding. He tightened his tight black robe and continued walking forward.

He picked up this robe casually in the church. It obviously didn't fit well and was loose on his body. However, he only found this one with a hood and no blood stains on it, so he could only

Wearing it make do.

"Those people are going to London too? Who are they?"

As Ron walked, he secretly thought about it. Some sticky cold sweat began to break out in his palms unconsciously. Considering his previous experiences, who else could they be who still wanted to go to London now?

After all, London was almost empty anyway. Apart from people like him who were looking for Maca, there seemed to be only people looking for Herbo.

"It's best not to have anything to do with them!" Ron thought to himself, "But... although it's unlikely, what if they take the initiative to talk to me?"

Fortunately, the strangers obviously didn't want to communicate with him. The two sides walked forward in silence, each consciously maintaining a fixed distance.

About ten minutes later, when encountering a fork in the road, Ron took the initiative to choose the road sign indicating that it was further away from the city, and separated from the group of people behind him.

After he turned around and couldn't see those people anymore, he looked around, then turned around and plunged into the woods on the roadside.

He was actually quite familiar with the areas around London, at least much better than the group of strangers who looked like they were from a foreign country. And if he didn't mind walking through more rugged woodlands, it would be faster to walk through these woods.

into the suburbs of London.

And more importantly, walking this way is naturally much more concealed than walking on the road!

After walking for about ten or twenty minutes, Ron pushed through a thick bush and returned to the road outside from the woods.

Up to this point, the road under his feet was no longer the same dirt road as before, but had long been paved with bricks and stones. Needless to say, he should arrive in London soon.

Walking gently on the flat road, there was no longer the ups and downs of walking through the forest just now, and Ron's pace became much easier. As he walked, he raised his head and glanced ahead, which was like a huge mountain of gray.

The fog already stood in his field of vision.

“I really don’t want to go at all!”

Secretly lamenting in his heart, he kept walking and walked along the road towards the direction shrouded in fog.

…

To be honest, Ron's journey was actually quite smooth. Although he met a few strangers who were suspected of being dark wizards when he first came here, the two parties separated without any involvement.

However, Ron's luck has obviously never been very good.

No, after he walked straight ahead along the road in the suburbs for a while, as soon as he entered the edge of the foggy area, he saw another group of very suspicious guys blocking a road leading to downtown London.

on the only way.

Of course, it is said to be a "must pass", if he is willing to take a long detour, he can still enter the city. Unfortunately, he is in a hurry now, it would be good if he could find Maka a minute earlier.

Seeing the group of malicious-looking guys occupying the road inexplicably, he squatted behind the trees on the street for a while to observe the situation, and finally decided to pass by.

"There's no other way. It's too far to go by another route... Not to mention, it's impossible to apparate in this mist. Even if it is possible, at my level, it's best to use it sparingly!"

But, how should he pass? Those guys don't look like good friends!

"It's only a hundred or ten feet away, and there's an alley over there... How about trying to sneak over while distracting them from their sight?"

Ron suddenly thought of Neville's Lion Patronus. Although he couldn't summon such a powerful Patronus, an ordinary one would be fine. After all, he had practiced it before, right?

However, there were more than ten people wandering on the road there. It would be fine if all of their attention could be drawn away, but as long as one person saw his figure, the situation would take a turn for the worse.

Can he do it?

Thinking of this, Ron subconsciously touched the pocket in his arms.

"There is also a bottle of Immortal Hidden Potion..." After muttering like this silently, he immediately shook his head, "No, this is already the last resort to save one's life, we can't use it here."

Otherwise, just try the method you just thought of?

Although the risk is indeed not small, the key lies in the performance of the patron saint. Can he draw all the attention of those guys away?

After hesitating for a long time, Ron gritted his teeth and approached the road section as carefully as possible through the bushes. The wand in his hand was already pointed in the direction of the other side of the road where he was.

It must be said that there is only one chance, because the second time will definitely not be as good as the first time, so he has no chance to try.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Suddenly, Ron took a deep breath and muttered in a low voice.