harry potter book of crimes

"Click——"

Maka raised her right foot and moved the corpse of a mouse to the side.

Since entering this neighborhood in a corner of London, this is already the third skinny rat that Maka has trampled to death.

Judging from the size of these three mice, we can tell that their life here is also very difficult.

I remember in the past, people often said that if you want to know whether the people in a certain area are rich or not, you can get a rough idea by taking a look at whether the rats there are fat or not.

Feeling the slippery feeling that the wet mouse gave him just now, Maka shook her head.

Of course, he had no idea of ​​getting rid of the Four Pests. The reason why he stepped on mice while walking was entirely because these three mice all had some kind of suspicious magic power fluctuations faintly exuding from them.

But to be honest, he was not disgusted with these methods, because as soon as he came to this street, he released many "cute" little spiders as soon as possible.

After glancing left and right, Maka continued to walk along this old street that was covered with snow but no one had cleaned it up, absorbing any movement around her.

Speaking of which, the environment in this old neighborhood may be regarded as the worst in London.

As you can see, there are blackened brick apartments on the left and right sides of this street.

Logically speaking, since they are all built four stories high, they should at least look neat.

But in fact, their wooden doors and windows have become slightly swollen and distorted due to years of wind and rain.

Nowadays, coupled with the gray-black wall tiles and the appearance of some walls that were once painted by the owner of the house but are now mottled and peeling off, it is far from being called "neat".

Until now, who would have thought that these houses were once built with clean red bricks?

And it was in this old neighborhood of China that had been preserved from the early years that the clues that Maka had been pursuing were finally completely interrupted. Instead, it was the first of the three mice that he trampled to death.

"Is this where Haierbo wants to 'invite' me to come?"

He had actually known for a long time that there was such a small area in the East End of London.

In fact, he knew about this poor place in the heart of London as early as when he was still in Torpoint.

At that time, I heard that this place was much bigger than it had been in the past two years, and there seemed to be more poor people staying here - at least it wouldn't be as empty as it is now.

But because London has been clearing out slums, this place is shrinking almost every year. It is conceivable that in a few years, this place will be completely transformed into a new neighborhood.

However, it is not necessarily clear where the poor people who originally lived here and eked out a living ended up going...

Suddenly, Maka paused, turned around, and headed towards a gloomier-looking alley on the side of the street.

In the past, as a gray member of the population in the port city of Torpoint, he had only heard about this slum neighborhood in London. But now, as a wizard with many intelligence channels, he knew that there were also people here.

Some guys at the bottom of the magic world are secretly hiding it.

As soon as we entered this alley, the surrounding area suddenly became narrow. The brick walls on both sides looked damp and dirty, with black mud stains accumulated in the cracks of the bricks, and some unknown stains that were darker than the wall bricks.

Moss clings silently.

Walking in this alley, although there is pure white snow under my feet - it seems to be much cleaner. But when I actually walk, I can feel something hitting my feet almost every step, and few steps are solid.

On the ground.

Maka didn't feel uncomfortable with this rotten environment. He walked as leisurely as before. His destination was somewhere behind the corner in front of him.

But suddenly, his progress suddenly stopped, and then he raised his foot and stomped down on a certain spot full of snow.

"Crack!"

"There are quite a few. Is this the fourth one?"

After muttering calmly, he took steps and continued walking forward, then turned a corner not far ahead.

This is undoubtedly a dirtier and messier alley than the outside, and the aisles between the walls are obviously narrower, the kind where you can get stains on your hands just by waving your hand to the side.

But it was in the middle of this alley that there was only one back door open, and it was a shabby metal gate that even Muggles could see.

Peering in through the rusty gray fence, there was nothing but a dim corridor filled with waste bricks.

But Maka just turned a blind eye to what he saw, opened the unlocked fence door and walked in. And just when he was about to hit the pile of bricks that almost blocked the corridor, he suddenly

Just wore it.

This is not the wall in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron that leads to Diagon Alley, nor is it a shop window that leads into St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.

If anything, everything here is real, except that the pile of bricks is an inconspicuous illusion.

The purpose of setting it up like this is to prevent Muggles from accidentally entering this apartment building while avoiding the Auror's alchemy detection items as much as possible.

Passing through the phantom pile of bricks, Maka soon saw an upward staircase. He saw that he had no intention of going upstairs. Instead, he bypassed the staircase and came to the back of it.

"Click——"

With a soft sound, Maka lifted a piece of floorboard, revealing a downward staircase.

Looking at the darkness below, he knew that Haierbo would definitely not be here. However, the guy himself may not be here, but some of the other party's subordinates are probably indispensable.

As for the small group of "grey residents" who originally gathered here... Maka can only hope that Haierbo hasn't discovered this poor little place yet.

After a moment's pause, he no longer thought too much, leaned down and went down the passage.

…

"Click——"

Don't worry, you won't be stepping on a mouse this time.

Maka found a door at the end of the dark descending passage, and the sound just now was the sound of him reaching out to turn the doorknob.

And the next moment, when he pushed open the wooden door with a creak, dim yellow light poured out.

"oh?"

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw dozens of pairs of eyes facing him, and the expressions on the faces of those men and women were as different as their gazes.

"Who are you?"

One of the strong men closest to the door had a sharp gaze. He stared at Maka's face, as if he wanted to carve out a piece of flesh from Maka's face.

But Maka didn't pay much attention to the gazes of these people. He turned around and closed the door first, and then turned back to face everyone.

"If I say that I'm just passing by, you won't believe me," he shrugged, "Okay! Actually, I came to see if you are still alive -"

He actually hadn't finished speaking yet, but just this sentence seemed to have angered the big man in front of him.

At that moment, the other party grabbed him by the collar, with a slightly ferocious look on both of them.

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Okay," Maka casually patted the strong man's strong arm and said, "I'm not talking nonsense... Maybe you don't know that a powerful dark wizard has just arrived in this neighborhood. To be honest,

You can actually survive until now, which actually surprises me..."

"wait!"

The strong man was about to punch Maka in the stomach to stop him from talking nonsense, but he didn't expect that a deep voice suddenly sounded from the innermost part of the small, cramped room.

"Kelu, let go of Mr. MacLean!"

"Brother?"

"I said, let him go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Maka loosened her front shirt and followed him, turning her head to look inside the room.

"Logan," he said with a casual smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

At this time, at the door of the innermost room, a man taller and stronger than the strong man named "Keru" next to Maka appeared.

"Yes! I thought we would never see each other again soon..." Then the man with his bare upper body exposed and his tendons walked across the room and walked to Maka. He just said hello and then asked

He said, "Are they... okay?"

"Except for the fact that it's not suitable to run around yet, everything else is fine," Maka nodded. "I'm eating well, sleeping soundly, and having fun. That older sister always spoils my younger sister... or you can finally listen to me.

With just a few words, the roof might have been lifted off!"

"Oh, that sounds a bit bad!" The other party laughed and said, "A girl has reached school age, so she can't be as...well, as 'naughty' as she was when she was a child."

"Who says it's not?" Maka spread her hands, feeling helpless.

In fact, it can be seen from these conversations that this sturdy man named "Logan" was the man who was determined to give the werewolf group a place in the magical world.

Unfortunately, as far as the current situation is concerned, although he is obviously trying hard, the future is still bleak.

"Speaking of which, what did you say just now?" Logan thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "A dark wizard has entered the neighborhood above? Who is he?"

"Brother, who is this? Do you believe what he said?" Kelu on the side finally couldn't hold it in anymore. When Logan asked this, he couldn't help but interrupt.

But Logan immediately glared at him.

Just kidding, Maka was already so powerful back then that when he raised his hand, the house was full of giant spiders crawling around. Now, even his small shabby house can be filled with one!

To be honest, even though Logan was talking and laughing with Maka now, he was secretly vigilant all the time. In the final analysis, he never really understood Maka's thoughts from the beginning to the end.

"Shut up! Go aside -" (To be continued)