harry potter book of crimes

When Harry saw that familiar figure on the beach, he immediately recognized who it was. He had been looking at that figure and chasing it for so long that he seemed to have lost track of the other person's original words.

appearance.

However, no matter how hard he tried to catch up with the figure in Harry's impression, reality gradually told him one thing. That is, no matter how powerful a person is, there will be times when he fails, and no one dares to say that he is the best in the world.

Voldemort can't do it, Grindelwald can't do it, Maka can't do it... and even that despicable Herbo probably can't do it either.

And when Harry gradually realized this, he suddenly felt relaxed for a while, as if he had inadvertently lifted an extremely heavy burden.

"Harry, you're here."

Maka didn't look at the sparkling sea. He just listened to the sound of the waves hitting the reef below and stood there quietly with his eyes slightly closed.

In this state, his perception of the surrounding magic fluctuations can reach a very high level. Not to mention the arrival of Harry's small team, even a fish under the sea in the distance flew past in mid-air.

Not a single bird can escape his touch.

Of course, Maka did not do this aimlessly, he was preparing for his next series of actions.

"Harry, I took a walk around the area, did you find anything?"

"Oh, no," Harry said casually as he walked towards Maka with his broom, "Uh, that's right! If I must tell you, I found a small group of people in the woods over there.

The ball escapes the bird, does this count?"

"Forget it! There aren't many wild ball escapers left now..."

Having said this, Maka finally recovered a little of her stretched spiritual power, turned around and said:

"Good morning, Harry! Ah, I suggest you go back as soon as possible...otherwise, Sirius and the others may destroy your breakfast too. What I brought is terrible

These are all good things that the chefs of the Blois family just made in the morning!”

"Oh, that sounds really good!"

Harry stood in front of Maka, scratched his head, and then waved to the team members behind him.

"Everyone has heard that our patrol mission has been completed anyway. You can go back first! I will be here in a moment."

As soon as he said this, the patrol members cheered and walked to the warehouse arm in arm. Harry watched their leaving figures until they were far away, then he turned to look at Maka.

road:

"You came here so early today...are you going to the 'opposite side'?"

Given Harry's temperament, he was able to notice this, which meant that he might have been aware of this possibility before meeting Maka this morning.

Yes, in fact, many people know that Maka will go to settle accounts with Haierbo sooner or later. And as far as the current situation is concerned, it is obvious that "the sooner the better."

But relatively speaking, the period of time when Haierbo was injured was actually an opportunity for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief. Not to mention others, Maka first had to adjust himself, because there were some things that he could only do alone at the moment.

To bear the burden.

"yes!"

Facing Harry's question, Maka answered very frankly, no longer feeling a little secretive like she did at Blois Castle.

"Besides, don't even think about it if I can only go alone."

When Harry heard this, he subconsciously touched the hilt of Gryffindor's sword hanging at his waist, obviously hesitating. But when he recalled that not long ago, he was casually thrown down by Hale, and he almost

After his son's life was "thrown away", he still lowered his right hand that was touching the hilt of the sword to his side.

"Well, I understand, I listen to you."

"Very good," Maka smiled at him, "Your mission is to keep an eye on the fog across the sea. That guy Haierbo always likes to choose options that others don't expect. The less we think he will choose now.

If he attacks across the sea, he may have to come over from the sea! Therefore, this place is also very important."

"No problem, leave it to me!" Harry nodded immediately, "Oh, of course, there are Sirius and the team members who are staying here."

After finishing the topic, Harry took a step back.

"Then...I'll go over and try the breakfast you brought..." He thought for a while and then added, "Be careful."

Before he finished speaking, Harry finally turned around and walked back. Maka looked at his figure and nodded slightly, then paused for a moment before speaking in a louder voice:

"I have to say 'be careful' back to you. Ginny asked me to convey it!"

This time, Harry did not look back, but just raised his hand and waved to show that he had heard. Then soon, his back disappeared around the corner of the building in the distance.

When Maka saw this, she immediately took a step back like Harry did just now, turned around, and took steps towards the sea. One step, two steps, three steps, and then suddenly disappeared along the way.

…

The gray fog has stayed in Kent, England for a long time. They seem to show no signs of moving anymore and are motionless as if they are still.

Around Kent County, many Muggle cities are gradually emptying out, and the Muggle residents in those towns have been evacuated to other places for temporary shelter under the joint actions of the military and police.

Of course, these Muggles who were forced to leave their home cities were not as lucky as the refugees led by Maca and Lupin. The large-scale migration of the population was, to put it bluntly, a problem for the city that had to accept them according to the order.

It's a burden.

For those people who have moved away in large numbers, there is actually a special term "refugee".

Great turmoil has occurred in the British Muggle society. The Muggle Prime Minister is so stressed that he can't sleep all night every day, and most of his hair has turned gray all of a sudden.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Maka failed to see the Prime Minister when she went to the manor where the royal family took refuge last night!

However, Maka's current focus is obviously not on those Muggle refugees. Because, his eyes have always been focused on the root of the problem, that is, the despicable Haierbo, and the large fog that he created.

above.

But when it comes to the Mist, we obviously have to first take a look at the team of family wizards sent by Mr. Blois to explore the Mist.

"It is indeed the undisputed number one wizarding family in France... Putting aside everything else, this number of people is already surprising enough."

In mid-air, Maka flew close to the edge of the fog for a week. Along the way, all he saw were camps with the flags of the Blois family. A rough calculation is that there must be at least several hundred people here.

Stationed.

It's a pity that even though Willy's father has sent so many people, including some of the elites of the family wizards, until now, no concrete information has been sent back to Blois Castle.

Is Herbo currently in Kent? No one knows yet.