harry potter book of crimes

"Let me tell you first, I have no interest in being the Minister of Magic..."

Who would have thought that a witch wandering around in the sky would actually be her fan?

Speaking of which, Maka himself has no idea about becoming famous. It is just because of what he is doing that he is bound to have a certain reputation to be able to survive.

Unexpectedly, he actually gained some supporters who had a favorable impression of him as the "outstanding young wizard of our time".

And the new secretary to the minister named "Frena" in front of him is one of them.

After hearing Maka casually express her disinterest, she immediately said:

"Hey, why don't you want to be the Minister of Magic? Our British wizarding community has just lost the great Mr. Dumbledore. We are in need of a new generation of strong men like you who are capable and responsible to suppress evil and resurrect those evil spirits.

The terrible dark wizard is being eliminated again!"

Can you say "As expected of the girl who joined the Ministry of Magic as the Minister's Secretary"? This sounds like the same thing, and it sounds reasonable at first glance.

Looking at this girl who, despite her plain appearance, was surprisingly high-minded, Maka couldn't help but blinked inexplicably.

"If I become the Minister of Magic, then I won't have time to do the things you said..." He spread his hands and then said, "Well, let's not talk about this for now... Mr. Scrimgeour asked

You came to me? What did he say?"

Obviously, the top priority right now is to deal with the matter in front of him first, and everything else has to be put aside. Therefore, he quickly put aside the words of this little fangirl...

Oh, okay! In terms of age, I'm afraid this is still a "fangirl".

"ah!"

After Maka reminded her, Frena remembered her own business and quickly handed a copy of the report sheet that Scrimgeour asked her to hand over to Maka.

"Mr. Scrimgeour didn't say anything...he just told me that if you have anything to say, I can tell it to you."

Maka reached out to take it, glanced at it hurriedly, but not long after, she stuffed the report sheet back into Frena's hand.

After all, the above just briefly described what happened here. Not only had a long time passed, but it was far less clear than what he saw at the scene.

Apparently, Scrimgeour thought he was still at Hogwarts!

"What, what's wrong? Why don't you accept it? Is it me...did I do something wrong?"

When Frena saw Maca being handed back, she thought she had done something wrong. Even though Maca had already been thrust into her hand, she still didn't dare to take it and pushed it back in a hurry.

When Maka saw this, she could only laugh or cry and said: "Have you not read what is written on this piece of paper? Then how did you come all the way here to find me?"

"Oh...I just heard from my colleagues..."

Frena hurriedly looked down again, and then she whispered in confusion.

"Okay... Anyway, you are already here, and you won't be able to leave for a while. You and this Muggle gentleman should hide here together for a while! Remember not to fly into the sky again, be careful to risk your life.

Fly away..."

At this point, Maka didn't say anything more. After reminding her, she looked back and forth again at the surrounding buildings, roads, alleys, etc.

Probably seeing that Maka seemed to be looking for something, Frena didn't dare to disturb him anymore, and finally set her sights on little Victor on the other side.

"You...you're a Muggle?"

"What melon?"

"Uh...it refers to people who don't know magic. We wizards call you..."

Maka just mentioned wizards, but did not mention "Muggles", a term for ordinary people who do not know magic. Of course, the term "Muggles" is not as discriminatory as "Mudblood".

He simply didn't mention it.

Maka couldn't help but be a little surprised when Frena, who was behind him, naturally explained some things about the magic world on his behalf.

As a wizard who works in the Ministry of Magic, it can be said that it is quite rare to be able to tell a Muggle about things in the magical world like this.

It seems that the future work path of this new secretary will not be smooth.

However, regardless of how bumpy Frena's career will be, Maka, who was searching everywhere, suddenly turned her head in a certain direction and her eyes became focused.

And at the next moment, his staff suddenly appeared in his hand, and a vague stream of magic power slowly floated straight towards the "Dementor" that was still hovering in the air.

"You stay here, don't run around! Wait until I come back -"

After casually saying a word, he stepped hard, and then jumped high from the edge of the roof. In the blink of an eye, he stepped on the magic book that was thrown out, and headed towards the place he was staring at.

He rushed out in that direction.

This sudden scene made the two people eating melons behind him immediately surprised. They even came to their senses after they couldn't even see his back.

"Oh... I said, you wizards fly so fast, won't you be scared?" Little Victor said in surprise, "I also experienced it just now, and I was so scared that I almost lost my soul..."

Beside him, Frena, who was also stunned, immediately shook her head.

"No, there are probably many wizards in the world who can take out a book and fly like Mr. McLean! Let alone fly so fast..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw that the "Dementor" near the tall building opposite suddenly stopped circling as if it had been stimulated by something, and suddenly lowered its head and swooped down to the ground.

But at the same time, the magic flow that Maka threw out at the beginning also arrived!

I only saw that wisp of invisible magic power, which quickly turned into ice crystals as soon as it touched the dementor. When a cooling rune faintly flashed past, large swaths of frost marks immediately began to spread from that point.

Come on.

Immediately afterwards, before it could speed up its descent a little more, the terrifying cold current spread all over its body. Even the black cloak on its body, which was still flowing before, was reduced to a piece by the erosion of the frost.

Covered with greyish crusts.

"Wow--"

The "Dementor", who was supposed to be born unfettered by gravity, finally fell hastily under the attraction of the earth, throwing out a piece of crystal ice.

"Did Mr. MacLean wave his cane over there just before he left?" Frena stood at the edge of the roof, cautiously looked over, and said subconsciously.

On the other side, although little Victor didn't dare to get as close to the edge as she did, he still stretched his neck and looked around.

"I compared that thing to a 'child' before, and my husband said that my comparison was wrong... Now it seems that it is really... maybe it is not even as good as a 'child'?"

However, it turns out that the "dementor" that looks quite special is definitely stronger than the "child".

Just as the Scotland Yard police officers under the tall building dodged and fell, and then slowly surrounded them, the "dementor" whose body was covered with frost spots and whose cloak fell to pieces suddenly suddenly

He struggled and twitched again.

Since they didn't know what it was, the police didn't dare to underestimate it - after all, it was a guy that could hover and fly at high altitudes in a way that violated the laws of physics.

Just looking at the soft and elegant black cloak it wore before, people who didn't know it might have thought it was swimming in the water!

Just when the police officers in riot gear surrounded it, and some of them planned to test it again, the nearest police officers suddenly felt a strange dizziness.

"Leave! Leave that guy! Stay away!"

Almost at the same time, a voice sounded from the surrounding crowd.

…

The things over there can actually be put aside for the time being. For Maka, what he gave him casually was just a way of doing it. But without that guy's existence, he would not have gained what he has now.

In fact, the reason why he left suddenly was because he caught a subtle wave of magic power coming from a distance under constant vigilance and observation.

And the target of that slight fluctuation is the so-called "Dementor".

There is no doubt that Maka was sure at that time that it must be an order sent by Halbo to that guy.

Therefore, after thinking of this, he immediately set off and quickly followed the location where the magic wave was released.

I remember Frena talking about wizard flying just now.

In fact, today's Maka can fly even if she is willing to do so without using books as a carrier.

Just like Haierbo, even his subordinates created through soul transformation can fly off the ground without the help of external objects, and Maka is naturally no problem.

But doing that would require more attention and waste a lot of magic power, so he would rather continue flying on a book.

At this moment, he was stepping on the magic book and flying rapidly towards a certain Muggle building. The strong air flow was blocked by an invisible arc-shaped shield, pouring out around him and being left behind.

And right in front of him, there was magic looming in a window - that was his destination this time.

Based on many of Halpo's behaviors to this day, Maka is almost certain that it was not Halpo himself in that room. Maybe he was there just now, but now... it was probably a trap.

It's a pity that Maka is not worried about any traps now, he is worried that he is not fast enough!

"Clang!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering glass, Maka didn't even hesitate and ran straight into the room.

The next second, a dazzling light erupted from the room, illuminating all the windows in that room.

The next second, Maka flew out of the broken window again, holding another "Special Edition Dementor" with a slightly different appearance in her hand. (To be continued)