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"Bang!"

A loud bang exploded on the street, like a huge stone hitting the ground.

The deafening sound echoed in the narrow Diagon Alley, and the stone slabs on the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

People on the street stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the sound with surprise.

Some people exclaimed in low voices, while others touched their wands warily. There was a tense atmosphere in the air.

The sand and dust dispersed in the sunlight, covering the sight like a layer of mist.

After a moment, a vague outline appeared in the dust - a humanoid figure.

However, that was no ordinary human being.

Everyone present held their breath and stared at the strange existence.

The figure looked like a child, short in stature and with slender limbs.

However, if you take a closer look, you will find that his body seems to be out of control. The surface is constantly twisting and undulating like water waves, sometimes swelling out of proportion, and sometimes returning to its original shape instantly.

What's even more creepy is that from time to time, the figure turns into a thick black mist, as if it is about to disperse with the wind, but is forcibly condensed back by some invisible force in the next second, and turns into a human form again.

His existence itself was like a contradictory body, as if there was a violent energy raging in his body, trying to break through this fragile body and break free.

Black professors Christiansen and Merlin stood closest to the impact point. The loud noise and flying dust made the two of them take a half step back involuntarily, with a trace of astonishment flashing in their eyes.

"What...what happened to this kid? He fell from the sky on a broomstick and almost gave someone a heart attack!"

The passers-by around were also startled by this sudden accident and started talking one after another.

A wizard wearing round glasses hugged his cat and backed away with fear written on his face.

Professor Christiansen quickly regained his composure after the initial shock.

He frowned slightly and took a few steps closer to the child, trying to see the situation clearly.

Merlinpu, on the other hand, stood there with a gloomy face and scanned the surroundings warily.

Her fingers were already tightly holding the wand, and her wrist was slightly tense, obviously ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

"The kid looks like he's taken some kind of forbidden potion and is out of control."

Christiansen whispered, his voice professionally calm but his eyes worried.

He knelt down and tried to get closer to the boy curled up on the ground.

The child looked to be only about ten years old, with a thin build, messy hair, and a face as pale as wax paper.

The boy was curled up next to a broomstick, his head in his hands, his body still shaking slightly.

There seemed to be some kind of dark light and shadow flowing on the surface of his skin, like tiny black snakes swimming in his blood vessels.

"His condition looks a little better than before, but it's not stable."

Christiansen took a few steps closer, observing the boy's breathing and movements.

Merlin Pu's eyes never left the surrounding environment.

There was no trace of relaxation on her face, but instead it became more solemn, as if she had sensed something more noteworthy than the boy in front of her.

His eyes swept across the shops on both sides of the street, and finally stopped at the end of the street on the north side.

For some reason, her brows wrinkled slightly.

"Isn't this Harry Potter?!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and the voice was full of incredible shock.

"Harry Potter?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd of people watching instantly exploded.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the crouched boy on the ground, and comments arose one after another.

"It's really him! Look at that scar!"

"How come he appears here? And he looks like this..."

Professor Christiansen and Merlin couldn't help being stunned when they heard this, and their eyes fell on the boy's face again.

Although the other person's face was pale and his expression was painful, the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead was obvious and there was no need to question it.

"It's indeed him."

Professor Christiansen raised his eyebrows, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that I would meet the 'Savior' as soon as I arrived in England."

He looked down at Harry on the ground, his eyes becoming more complicated.

The owner of that scar was once the hope of countless wizards, and now, this hope was lying on the ground, his body eroded by the black mist, curled up in pain.

The crowd of onlookers gathered more and more, and some even tried to get closer, but Merlin raised the wand in his hand with a cold face and scolded in a low voice.

"Don't come close! His condition is unstable."

Christiansen nodded, turned to Merlinp and said.

"Looks like we'll have to deal with this first. One of my colleagues at school has someone who specializes in this situation, and they're at the Society of Extraordinary Pharmacists' booth right now. I can take him over and see if we can find a solution. way."

As he spoke, he pulled out his wand from his waist and locked his eyes on Harry.

Professor Christiansen was about to step forward, but felt his shoulders sink.

Someone held him down gently.

He turned around in confusion, and what he saw was Dr. Merlinp's face.

The face that had always been calm and composed was now filled with panic, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable anxiety.

"Doctor, how did you-"

Before he finished speaking, Christiansen felt a roar in his head, and the world in front of him was instantly engulfed by darkness.

"Die!"

Merlin whispered a spell, and the light of the magic wand flashed, and Christiansen lost consciousness like a fallen stake.

Merlin quickly put the magic wand back into his waist, his face cold and his movements clean and neat.

She bent down, put her arms around Christiansen's waist, and suddenly lifted him onto her shoulders.

Others present would never believe that such a thin body could show such amazing power.

Merlin's movements were smooth and almost mechanical, without any drag.

"Sorry, professor,"

she whispered to herself, her tone full of urgency.

"There's no time to explain now!"

Just when the onlookers hadn't fully reacted, a strange black liquid suddenly appeared on Merlin's legs, like flowing ink, emitting an unsettling luster.

This black oil quickly spread all over her body, as if her skin began to change under the drive of some kind of force.

Then, her body suddenly turned, and she kicked hard with her feet, and the whole person rushed in the opposite direction of Gringotts like an arrow from a string.

The speed was so fast that it even exceeded the limit of ordinary flying brooms, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

"Are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"

A passerby who was attracted by Harry's fall to the ground was almost knocked down by Merlin, and shouted angrily at her back, but his voice was quickly swallowed by the whistling wind.

Merlin had no intention of stopping at all, her eyes were firm, as if the goal ahead was more important than anything else.

She directly left Harry and the onlookers where they were.

Then the people around looked at each other and gathered not far away from Harry, watching the two people who were just directing the scene to leave at a high speed and were a little confused.

"Back off! Stay away from this boy!"

At this time, a stern-looking wizard emerged from the crowd. He loudly commanded the crowd to disperse. He looked like an official wizard.

He drew out his wand and pointed it at several wizards who wanted to approach Harry, and scolded them harshly.

"Back off! This place has been taken over by the Ministry of Magic-what is that?!"

Boom!

The wizard's scolding was interrupted by a loud noise, and then everyone felt that the ground was shaking!

Not only that!

The ground was rising towards the north, that is, the direction of Gringotts!

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