Chapter 869

Chaos!

I think apart from the word "chaos", I'm afraid it's hard to find another word to describe the scene in Haifa city.

The light of the spell flickered from here to the ground, from various streets and buildings to the dark night, as if a silent lightning cut through the darkness.

However, at the moment, the wizard groups belonging to both sides are not only active in Haifa city.

Israel is a country that has been baptized by a lot of war, and its port city Haifa has also changed hands several times, so this Muggle city is particularly sensitive to war.

In other words, before the establishment of Israel, she was once ruled by Britain and became a British enclave for oil refining.

Tonight, when Haier Bo's staff spread out, a helicopter soon went to observe the situation.

Although the three helicopters were shot down without any effect, it can be seen from Haifa's reaction speed that she would not lead her neck to kill as Haibo initially imagined.

After that, Haifa city seemed to prove this, and the military forces were pulled out at once. Even if the high-level officials in Haifa certainly haven't figured out what's going on, there's nothing less to do.

Halber stood at the top of a tall building and looked at the city in the dark without expression.

His feet stood steady, as if all this had not had much impact on him. Even if his action tonight is completely forced to start, even if the power of Muggle is very different from his impression, his attitude is the same.

Yes, at least on the surface, he still despises all this.

However, Haier Bo can remain unmoved and let his temporarily transformed "men" fight with their lives. But at this time, aginbad, who was also observing and commanding, was in another mood.

"Go and immediately inform the major members of the Federation to urgently discuss the solution of Muggle Haifa city! Be sure to tell them that the Muggle naval base in Haifa city has been disturbed here!"

He grabbed one of the reviewers by the arm and spoke hurriedly before he let go. Then he thought about it, but once again grabbed the reviewer who left.

"If one of them asks the question 'what is a naval base', explain it to them..." aginbad gnashed his teeth and said, "then tell those people that I will initiate a vote to cancel their parliamentary status at the next meeting!"

The reviewer heard the speech and nodded again and again. Aginbad released his hand holding each other's clothes again.

But when the guy was ready to move back from the phantom, aginbad reached out to him for the third time, and because this grasping force was used too much, he pulled the others staggered.

"And --"

The president of the Federation hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded as if he had made an important decision.

"Send another letter to Mr. Marca McLean of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry... No, go yourself and ask him to come here for emergency! This should be done before the two things I just said."

Aginbad wanted to go by himself, but now he can't go away.

After all, until now, the "legendary Haier Bo" has not appeared. As the president who personally led the people, he must hold the battle here.

"I see." the reviewer answered honestly, but soon hesitated, "president, do you... Have anything else to say?"

Aginbad, who was upset, naturally didn't give him a good face. He stared at him at that time.

"Go!"

……

Today is a rare day for Maka to go to bed recently. And it was also a rare day when he planned to sleep well all night.

Just... Of course, after receiving aginbad's letter in the afternoon, he didn't expect to really sleep until dawn.

Now, while Maka was still sleeping in the quilt, a faint sound from the window easily disturbed his dream.

"... Mr. McLean... Mr. McLean? McLean..."

Maka breathed suddenly. A few seconds later, his eyelids rolled with the eyes inside, and then he breathed out a long breath.

"... pity my Beijing roast duck. It's still hanging in the duck stove!"

He murmured as he struggled to open his eyelids.

"But then again... It's just a dream. Should it be so real? It just started by buying ducks from the vegetable market... Am I the driver of quanshide?"

From coming to this world until now, he dreamed that the probability of life in the past was getting lower and lower... Okay! This may also be the reason why he doesn't sleep well all the time.

No more thinking, Maka put the dream behind her, lifted the quilt and rolled out of bed.

Before long, he packed himself up and hurried all the way to the layman.

"Professor McGonagall," he met McGonagall, who was also walking down the stairs, "Oh, Professor, go back to bed! I know who's looking for me outside... I'll just deal with it."

At a glance, Marca found that Meg was obviously in a hurry.

I saw that the buttons of the other party's coat were neatly buttoned, but I could still see a slightly inconsistent light blue in the collar - I'm afraid I'm still wearing a nightgown!

But compared with the messy clothes, Meg's thinking was quite clear. She didn't care about Maka's persuasion, but frowned slightly:

"Is it about aginbad? Something's wrong with the Israeli magic world?"

Marca really didn't want to worry about the headmaster who was busy at Hogwarts all day. But he also knew that even if he didn't say it, McGonagall himself would soon learn some of the latest information.

So after a little thought, he had to smile calmly.

"I think... There's probably a fight over there by now," he said. "You know, it's the hands of Haier Bo and the Federation -"

Just then, he heard another call outside the castle and shrugged again.

"Seeing that they are so worried, maybe Muggle's war forces are also... Well, in short, Mr. aginbad, President, he should be worried at this time."

"Then they want you to go over..."

MEG looked at Marca, looked up and down, and then stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes. Until she pulled the collar of Marca's robe flat, she patted his arm and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go! Be careful and come back immediately if there is danger - don't be careless."

Maka can understand that Professor McGonagall's move does not represent her identity as president Hogwarts, but her care as an ordinary elder.

If she had changed the former, she would not have been able to say "come back in danger".

Maka knew better that the fundamental reason why Professor McGonagall showed this attitude to him was that he talked to McGonagall about a topic some time ago.

"Well, I know."

He nodded slightly, then said nothing more, and soon turned and continued downstairs.

……

"... Mr. McLean! You're finally out... Ah! I mean, Mr. aginbad is looking forward to your help! Please help -"

At the school gate, while turning back and closing the iron fence door, Maka listened to the sincere request of the union reviewer behind her.

If people from the Federation come out, they can't be so shy and ask people to do things on weekdays - it's too late for others to ask them!

But once there is a big problem, they have to turn around and ask some really capable and powerful wizards.

The magic world has always been a place of strength since ancient times, even if the situation in the modern magic world seems to be constantly moving closer to the concept of Muggle society.

"Stop!" Maka turned around after re attaching defensive magic to the school gate. "Tell me briefly what's going on there, especially the degree of involvement of the Muggle side."

After Maka's interruption, the seemingly thin reviewer finally stopped talking and recalled more or less.

He is honest enough to say that no matter how chaotic Haifa city is tonight, he is still right, and he is not afraid that Maka doesn't want to go after hearing it.

You know, Marca directly refused the invitation of their president this afternoon.

After listening to the scene described by the other party, Maka was also a little surprised.

He was not surprised that the Muggle side of Haifa City responded quickly, but that Haier Bo made so many hands down to make trouble during the time difference when the Federation urgently organized people!

"OK," Maka said immediately after thinking about it for a while, "you should still have a task. Go ahead first! I'll go and see the situation..."

With the words of the reviewer alone, he naturally could not understand some of the more critical elements of the matter. However, some things can be predicted in advance - even if he has no blood of the prophet, he will not have any inexplicable astrology.

After standing still for a moment, Maka looked up and whistled. Then she took out a paper and pen and wrote a letter with the floating spell.

When he finished writing the letter, the owl MafA just flew over from the Forbidden Forest and took the initiative to pick up the rolled parchment.

Maka half raised her arm and whispered a few words with MafA standing on his arm. Then he raised his hand and watched MafA flapping his wings and disappearing into the night.

After completing the necessary preparations, not long after, his figure standing at the school gate also disappeared with a burst of space distortion.

But when he appeared from another place, he only felt a stagnation of breath, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in a cold