harry potter book of crimes

"boom!"

Behind Maka, who was running at high speed, a partition wall was shattered by the two masses of black mist. Broken pieces of red bricks were mixed with cement debris, spraying across the entire street behind the wall.

Among the raised dust, the black mist rushed out as if unaware, still chasing Maka straight away.

"...Interesting," Maka returned his gaze to the front, but the curiosity in his heart made him eager to try. He wished he could immediately catch the two Obscurials and study them carefully. "Grindelwald has really studied some interesting things.

.”

When he passed through the alley again, smoothly climbed over the wall, and came to another street, he quickly took a step to the side and easily completed the sudden turn at high speed.

The entrance to Jackson Commerce Plaza is over there, so it's very close.

Maka bypassed a bus stop sign, jumped over the green belt without stopping, and stood firmly in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass display window of a watch shop.

Immediately, he calmly turned around and stood up, placing his right hand lightly on the glass of the display window.

Just a few seconds later, the two groups of black mist that followed crossed the roof, carrying the flying rubble and drawing an arc in the air, dragging a long tail like soot towards him.

"Yes, that's right - it's right here." Maka's eyes were fixed on the two masses of black mist, and she stretched out her left hand as if calling, "Come on!"

There was no need for him to greet him at all, the black mist shot straight at him without hesitation, and the speed even slightly accelerated.

At the moment when the black mist was approaching him like an ink-colored meteor, the window glass on which his right hand was resting suddenly looked like a piece of water with stones thrown into it, and several circles of ripples quietly spread out.

The next moment, Maka fell into the glass, and the two black fogs that attacked him were also swallowed up by the piece of glass one after another.

After a while, the translucent water patterns gradually calmed down and turned into hard glass again.

…

The window glass is connected to a jagged brick wall.

Outside the brick wall, there is a straight alley with almost nothing. Looking forward from here, you can immediately see what seems to be a square outside.

The Jackson Commerce Plaza late at night was just like the Muggle street outside, with only the hanging lamps for lighting silently emitting a deep dim glow.

Wizards' nights are lonely and quiet. Compared with Muggles, who have a rich and colorful night life, wizards who have a slightly poor entertainment concept usually go to bed earlier.

This is true in London, and it seems to be the same in the United States.

The only places that can become lively at night are places like the wizard bar that Maka just left, right?

The really small number of wizards live too scattered, and most of them live relatively freely. Unless there is a highly organized event like the Quidditch World Cup, it can only gather a decent number of participants.

At this moment, in this deserted alley, a figure suddenly appeared in the brick wall that definitely did not look solid, and rushed towards the square outside the alley without any delay.

Immediately following, there were two groups of black fog with long tails, with sparks lingering in the middle, which looked particularly eye-catching in this dim night.

"...Huh? Is there someone?"

Although most wizards go to bed early, no matter what, there are always some exceptions. This is the land shared by wizards, and no one can force others not to take a walk at night, right?

As soon as Maka ran out of the alley, she immediately caught a glimpse of a witch wearing a thick shawl.

This lady looks to be very old, her face eroded by time is full of wrinkles. Her snow-white hair is permed into a curly style, but it shows her disobedience to aging.

It can be seen to some extent that this old witch must have been a rare beauty when she was young.

But after all, he is no longer young, and he doesn't know what he is doing out here so late at night.

"Leave immediately...ma'am!"

Maka whizzed past her, scaring her so much that she took a step back, staggered, and was about to fall.

"Oh, I'm sorry -" Maka made a mistake in her steps, suddenly changed direction, turned around and supported her, "But this is really not the time... the air at night is a bit damp, I think it may not be suitable for you.

For a walk.”

He held the old witch's back with one hand, pointed the staff forward in the other hand, and cast two obstacle spells without any gaps.

The black mist that followed the impact seemed to hit two invisible walls in succession, and its speed suddenly slowed down greatly, but it was still squeezing towards him.

"The effect is not ideal..."

Maka muttered in her mouth, but her hands did not stop. However, she saw him flicking his sleeves decisively, and the two shrunken Acromantulas landed on the ground inconspicuously, and then immediately swelled up.

In just the blink of an eye, the black spider that was originally the size of a thumb turned into a terrifying monster that was taller than a human.

"...Give them a look." Maka immediately ordered.

The black mist moving forward in mid-air was quickly coated with a hazy gray-white layer as soon as it came into contact with the sight of the two Acromantulas, and quickly spread.

Not long after, the black mist that was still flowing gradually stopped and completely turned into two white mist balls floating quietly in the air.

If I have to describe it, it's like a super-large marshmallow made of two balls of white sugar.

"Oh, madam..." Maka turned her head and said politely, "Stand still."

He helped the old witch, who was quite frightened, to stand against the wall. Then he waved his staff and cast the shrinking spell on the two Acromantulas behind him - Xiao Ba and Xiao Ten.

"Are you okay, ma'am?" Maka said with a smile, "Do you need a bottle of 'calming potion'? It can help you relax..."

"Ah... no, no need..." The old witch tugged on the thick shawl on her body, her eyes paused on the two large marshmallows in mid-air, and then shook her head slightly, "Thank you, young man

people……"

The old witch looked at Maka's face as if out of habit, but she immediately showed some doubts.

"...Well, probably because I have practiced Occlumency," Maka raised a brow and looked at the old witch who looked quite hesitantly, "Madam, your Legilimency

The technique is quite powerful, isn’t it?”

"I'm sorry, young man..." the old witch slowly blinked her eyes and said, "I couldn't control myself when I was about the same age as you. I didn't do it because I liked it..."

"I can feel it," Maka nodded. "It's a bit messy, very intense, but not focused - ah! What happened to me tonight, can you keep it a secret for me? It's just a coincidence,

Just passing by——"

"Well, of course..."

The old witch answered casually, and then as if she didn't care about the chaotic scene that just happened, she turned to ask an unrelated question——

"Young man, are you from England?"

"Oh, did you hear it?" Maka smiled, "I thought I had covered it up well..."

"No, you said it very well. I'm just familiar with the London accent..." the old witch said with some nostalgia, "My sister lives in England now. She married a handsome British man when she was young.

.”

"That sounds good," Maka shrugged, "but I think I should go, there are still things I have to do that need to be done as soon as possible! Goodbye, ma'am!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his staff and waved into the air, and the two gray-white mist balls immediately floated towards him.

But just when he was about to open the bag at his waist and try to stuff the two marshmallows inside, the old witch's voice suddenly sounded behind him again.

“Are there…actually there are Obscurials in the United States?”

"Hmm?" Maka stopped forcing her and turned back to look at her in surprise, "Madam, have you seen them too?"

The old witch tightened her shawl again and showed an expression of reminiscence. After a while, she slowly nodded with an old smile.

"Destiny is so ingenious..." she said quietly, "I saw it once many years ago, and it was quite thrilling to say the least - but I don't hate that excitement."

As she was talking, she suddenly thought of something, frowned and said, "But, this thing has appeared again... isn't this very bad?"

Maka did not answer this question. He just looked at the old witch in front of him again, and something in his heart was vaguely touched.

He felt that he should know this old lady, but for a while he couldn't remember it.

"……young people?"

The call of the old witch interrupted Maka's thinking. He shook his head slightly and put the matter aside for the time being - since he couldn't remember it, it shouldn't be something too important. It would be okay to think about it later.

OK.

"Oh, ma'am..." Maka said casually, "It's not good, but I'm dealing with it right now! It would be serious if they caused trouble in the Muggle neighborhood, so I led them to the square.

.”

"You are right," the old witch murmured, "We can't let them make trouble outside..."

"Then, I'll leave first," Maka packed up everything and then waved her hand and said, "Go home early! It just rained and the humidity outside is too heavy for you to go out for a walk...

…”

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the street next to the square, while quickly observing the surroundings. If his guess was correct, Sirius was probably hiding somewhere in this wizarding building.

Behind him, the old witch looked at Maka's leaving figure from a distance and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's been a while since I've been to England, and I don't know how my sister, brother-in-law, and their family are doing lately. Let's go and have a look some other time..." She said to herself with some nostalgia, "I'll bake some marmalade bread later.

Bar……"