harry potter book of crimes

Chapter 922 Warning signs! London crisis

What does it feel like when a whole swarm of monsters are flying towards you?

If you ask Maka this question, I think he might tell you - it's actually the same feeling as poking a hornet's nest!

Suddenly, countless black cloaks almost filled Maka's entire field of vision.

At the last moment, when the fastest monsters suddenly approached him, he could even clearly see the pair of scarlet eyes that were so close.

But at that second, a burst of extremely bright silver-white light mist suddenly burst out from the palm of Maka's right hand, forcing all the monsters around him to fly away.

And exactly the next second, a vivid silver eagle rushed out of the light mist silently, and began to circle quickly with him as the center.

Obviously, Maka summoned his patron saint during the battle after a long absence.

In fact, before he met Herbo, he had thought of using the Patronus Charm to try to deal with these monsters. At that time, when he was following the traces left by Herbo and breaking the window to enter the Muggle room, he

Used once.

The results at that time proved that the Patronus Charm was actually quite effective against these monsters.

It was only after leaving that room that he realized that Halbo had most likely created more monsters, so he simply did not use it again, but regarded the spell as the one left for Halbo this time.

surprise.

Looking at it now, this "surprise" was obviously quite good - at least the moment he called out the patron saint, Haierbo's red eyes suddenly lit up.

"boom--"

Seeing a large number of monsters being knocked away by his silver eagle, and some even having their necks choked by sharp claws, and being dragged a certain distance before being thrown away, Maka herself felt as if he was really

came to Azkaban.

Judging from the effectiveness of the Patronus Spell on these monsters, they not only look like Dementors, but may actually be "upgraded versions" of Dementors.

But it has to be said that compared to Dementors, their combat effectiveness is obviously much stronger. In this case, it is no wonder that Kingsley, who also summoned the Patronus on the other side, is still in a stalemate.

Maka looked at the knocked-up monsters around her, then turned her attention to Halbo who was still behind, and looked at each other calmly.

"...Patronus Charm?"

Of course, Haierbo also knew this magic, and he didn't learn it from the minds of modern wizards.

In fact, summoning a patron saint to fight was originally a type of ancient magic, and it was also a quite famous magic in their time.

"And he is also a patron saint summoned without a wand..." Haierbo's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became colder, "You know what? You remind me of that old guy Andros."

The wizard who was dubbed "Invincible" during the ancient Greek period was briefly introduced on the Chocolate Frog card, and Maka also knew a little bit about it.

"At least I haven't been able to summon a 'giant-sized Patronus' yet." Maka shrugged, "As for the wandless casting of the Patronus Charm, this technique is for you..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly raised his eyebrows:

"Oh! Sorry...I almost forgot, you seem to be unable to use the Patronus Charm."

"Because I don't need it!"

Before he finished speaking, Haierbo suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a gray flame that was much larger than an ordinary monster suddenly spurted out from his palm.

His target is not Maca, but his eagle patron saint.

Seeing the flames streaking through the air quickly, Maka had an idea, and Silver Eagle, who was still beating the monster, turned over and hid.

But the gray-black flame seemed to have no inertia, and it immediately changed its direction, spinning slightly before continuing to catch up.

Maka could sense that the flame energy emitted by Haierbo himself was particularly manic. If the patron saint was hit, it would inevitably have some mental impact on him.

Of course, this is actually nothing. The key is that now his patron saint is entangled.

Maka, who was watching the changes in the situation closely, suddenly clenched his left hand when he saw the monsters gathering towards him again, and the silver mist immediately appeared again, wrapping his fist and forearm together.

Even when there is no wind, it looks like it is flowing and swaying like a flame, forming a sharp contrast with the gray-black flames of Haierbo.

Both of these are flames that are directly bound by rules and transformed from magic power and will. Although they do not have the high temperature of normal flames, they have the effect of directly hitting the spirit and soul.

"Swift."

After muttering silently in his mind, Maka suddenly rushed out, so fast that even the two werewolves behind him couldn't react.

"Bang-bang-bang-"

The incredible speed pulled the silver-white light mist into ribbons, rushing left and right in the surrounding area. Each ribbon of light represented an impact from Maca.

In just a few seconds, dozens of monsters were scattered by his punch alone, not to mention those who were easily shot away.

During this period, the light mist condensed by Maca seemed to be increasing continuously, and the remaining silver-white light particles on the street were also splashed out in large areas.

When he suddenly stopped at the same place, his whole body was enveloped in the light mist of the patron saint curse, turning into a silver-white figure whose figure was difficult to distinguish.

"I suddenly began to feel that the potential of this magic is no less than the Death Curse..."

Maka looked at Haierbo's figure in the distance through the silver mist and said thoughtfully.

On the opposite side, Haierbo casually walked toward the "new subordinates" who were blasted into black mist by Maka with his fists. He paused for a moment before saying:

"Maybe!"

He said so, but his tone was obviously quite disapproving.

Yes, when used in the right place, the power of the Patronus Charm is indeed extraordinary. But when faced with a real wizard, the threat it poses is much smaller.

Unless Maka, like Andros, who was active in ancient Greece, had thoroughly studied the rules and runes corresponding to the Patronus Charm.

However, what would be another rule that does not compromise with the death rule in the Death Curse?

After glancing around and confirming that there were no more monsters around him, he casually waved away the silver mist lingering on his body - Judging from Haierbo's expression, it was time for the "surprise" of the Patronus Charm to end.

.

In this chase that started from the other side of the square, it can be said that Maka has the upper hand so far. Because for him, although there are still many monsters prepared by Haierpo, they are no longer going to continue.

It makes sense to use it.

"Helpo, next...are you planning to leave just like you did so many times before?"

Maka's question seemed to be provocative, but his tone and expression seemed very bland. After all, he knew very well that these little clever things would probably not have any effect on Haierbo.

And the facts proved that he was right.

"If I think I should retreat, escaping is naturally a necessary way to stop losses," Haierbo said, floating in the air and spreading his hands, "but I'm afraid it's not the time yet."

"Aren't you going? Why do you want to stay here?"

Haierbo couldn't help but sneered at Maka's unabashed questioning.

"Do you think that if you ask me, I have to answer?" He said, suddenly opening his arms, "Okay! In fact, there is nothing that I can't say... because that's what I want to do!"

As he said these words, the monsters still surrounding the neighborhood immediately dispersed and flew to various parts of London.

Maka saw this scene in her eyes and kept it in her heart...but she didn't move.

Because he knew that everything else might be easy to say, but only on this point, he really couldn't stop all those monsters in a short time.

Therefore, instead of rushing to eliminate those guys while Haierbo was still in front of him, he might as well keep an eye on Haierbo, the "mastermind" first.

He doesn't expect to be able to kill the other party at the moment, but there is still some possibility of leaving the other party's new body behind again.

Only by preventing Herbo from causing more harm for the time being can he safely resolve the crisis in London.

Otherwise, who knows what bad things Haierbo will do after he leaves?

"Oh? Aren't you going to leave this time?"

I don’t know if this is the fate of the damned. This time, it was Haierbo who asked this question.

I remember that last time in the underground black market in London, Maca was forced to walk by Haierbo, and now on the ground in London, almost the same incident happened again.

It's just that this time, Maka's choice was exactly the opposite of what it was then.

"I'm not leaving..." He sighed, "You, an uninvited 'guest', haven't left yet. I am considered half a 'master' here, so how can I leave first?"

Immediately afterwards, Maka stopped and continued:

"But it's almost time, I think it's time for you to go back!"

Having said that, he didn't want to say anything more. He raised his hand and saw another beam of cold light. At the same time, he himself rushed towards Haierbo.

The distance between the two people quickly shortened.

Midway, I saw Maka lightly stepping on the ground while running, and without any magic book as a support, she jumped directly into the air.

In mid-air, cold currents swirled around him, and ice crystals and snowflakes kept flying away.

When Haierbo saw this, he knew that Maka's blow must be extremely powerful, and even he could no longer calm down. When Maka came towards him, he quickly retreated.

Suddenly, another beam of light passed by Haierbo's location... Unfortunately, it failed. (To be continued)

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