harry potter book of crimes

In recent days, the weather has been sunny and sunny, and life has been calm and leisurely.

There is no more destruction caused by Haierbo, and the group of living corpses are still waiting in the center of the fog. Both wizards and Muggles in Europe and the United States are watching silently.

Of course, at least on the surface, this is true.

It's a pity that many people actually know in their hearts that such days will not last long.

The wizards are worried about Helbo's comeback, and are even more worried that Maca McLean will not be able to stop him; the Muggle leaders are paying attention to the evolution of the situation, and there are turbulent undercurrents under the water.

As for Maka himself... Obviously, he also feels that the situation will not be optimistic in the near future. When Haierbo regains his strength... or even really masters the rules of death, this local-scale battle may become a reality.

Out of control.

The preparation he made for this was the ongoing research on the activation of Muggle magic.

For him, perhaps when he expected that he might not be able to find Hai Erbo's whereabouts, he was already preparing to welcome the era of continuous war in the future.

"……Next person."

Maka sat on the sofa and gently waved her hand towards the waiting guard.

As the duration of each experiment continues to increase, each experimental process becomes more and more dangerous. Now, the location where the reagents are tested in the Manor of the British Royal Family has been replaced by a heavily guarded basement.

However, in the past few days, none of the people who were here with him to observe the test results have changed.

The Queen and Prince were still sitting next to him, Kingsley and Delphi were still standing behind him, and even the old Bishop Davidson, who had been excluded by Maca, stayed outside the door every night with the guards.

With.

At this moment, after Maka greeted him, he saw the guard with beads of sweat on his forehead hesitantly walking over.

His name is Barbray, a Muggle guard who serves the British royal family.

To be honest, in the eyes of others, he may be a lucky man who works for the royal family and has very high benefits and treatment. Outside of work, his life is pretty good.

He has a wife who is the envy of his sisters, and three children who can attend high-end schools donated by the royal family. His parents are even more famous among the neighbors and have an unparalleled reputation.

As for Barbre himself... To be honest, what kind of era is this now? The so-called "service", in his opinion, is just a way of saying something with a sense of historical honor.

Don’t believe it? Look at those seniors! Work in the royal family for a few years to gain qualifications, and then transfer to a local position to take a moderate position. If you are lucky, you can continue to climb two more steps. If you are not lucky, then

Just retire in peace.

What kind of "service" is this? It's just work. It's the same as opening a bakery to make bread and sell it to others every day. It's not much different.

But he never expected that when the time came for him to "serve" the royal family one day, he realized that the decision he signed was not a piece of paper!

Yes, his wife lives happily at home, but his home is assigned by the royal family; the children enjoy complete facilities and teaching in a high-end school, but the school also belongs to the royal family... Even his parents, each

Yue is also receiving a fairly high amount of family allowance.

When he suddenly woke up at this moment, he realized that everything in his life had already been wrapped up by the power of the royal family, and there was no room for him to escape from it and make a new choice.

"The third branch."

At Maka's signal, he took out the middle one from the leather test tube bag on the table, but after pulling out the oak stopper, he stopped there stiffly.

The huge psychological pressure is oppressing Barbre's nerves. Although the previous experiments were directly blocked by the queen within a very small area, he is not the first user of this test.

As he watched the two companions in front of him twitching their limbs and falling into coma, his scalp felt like being pricked with needles, with waves of tingling and numbness.

Fortunately, perhaps the Queen was already used to this situation, so she did not urge her, but waited silently with Maka for a moment.

Not long after, when the guard couldn't help but glance at the expressionless queen and prince, he finally gritted his teeth and poured the strange-looking liquid in the test tube into his mouth.

It was a messy smell, a bit like rust, but mixed with more other strange smells, which was really hard to describe.

It was just "fine". Soon, he found that he no longer had to think about the taste of this liquid.

"Uh...ah..."

Under Maca's careful mixing, the effects of this batch of reagents are actually much milder than those at the beginning. However, due to the fundamental contradiction, the experimenter felt the pain due to the dispersion of the drug's effect.

situation is still inevitable.

"No! My my head"

Increasing the intensity of mental power by stimulating the spirit, and using the strengthened mental power to activate the dead magic power in the Muggle body, this is a general direction that Maka is currently optimistic about.

Of course, in this way, it is almost inevitable to feel a severe headache during the stimulation process. Unless the user himself has a strong enough and tenacious will, then maybe he will not be in severe pain like Barbre now.

"Still not working?"

Seeing that the other party was in such pain that it was hard to breathe, Maka frowned slightly and hurriedly wrote a few words in his note. Then, he seemed to make the other party faint directly, so as not to continue to bear the increasingly intense pain.

In Maka's judgment, he believed that the potency of this dose was still too low, not enough to awaken the magic power in the user's body.

After all, until now, there has never been a situation where the magic power went crazy like when the first test was conducted a few nights ago.

But just when Maka was about to stun the guard named Barbre, his hand suddenly stopped. And at the next moment, a very strong air flow suddenly blew up!

If it hadn't been for testing in this empty basement, everything in the whole room would have suffered again.

"Bang! Bang!"

Okay! It seems that this time it was not an object that was hit, but a person. I saw that the remaining two guards who were standing nearby were swept up by the strong wind, and then they were thrown to the side without any resistance.

a hard wall.

Here, Maka was only focused on protecting Delphi and the Queen, and didn't even have time to block them for a moment.

But in fact, what made him unable to react this time was mainly the accident that happened to the guard Barbre.

"The magic power has been successfully activated? And it is still increasing?" Maka narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Barbray at the center of the storm. "Is this...could it be said that the dose is actually correct?"