Chapter 912

"First of all, I'm not interested in being the Minister of magic..."

Who could have thought that a witch wandering in the sky was still her own fan?

Speaking of, Maka herself has no idea of fame. It is only because of what he is doing that he must and must have a certain reputation to hold the bottom.

But unexpectedly, he actually got a vote of supporters who liked him as a "contemporary outstanding young wizard".

The new secretary of the minister named "freina" is one of them.

After hearing Maka's casual expression that she was not interested, she immediately added:

"Hey, why don't you want to be the Minister of magic? We have just lost the great Mr. Dumbledore in the British magic world. We need a new generation of powerful and responsible people like you to suppress adultery and eliminate those terrible black wizards who have revived!"

Can you say "she is worthy of being a secretary to the Minister of the Ministry of magic"? This is a set of words. At first glance, it makes sense.

Looking at the girl with plain appearance but surprisingly high ideological consciousness, Maka couldn't help blinking inexplicably.

"If I were the Minister of magic, I wouldn't have time to do what you said..." he spread his hands and then turned to say, "well, don't say that... Mr. scrimger asked you to come to me? What did he say?"

Obviously, the top priority now is to deal with the matter in front of us first, and others have to stand back. Therefore, he soon put aside the little fan's words

Oh, all right! In terms of age, I'm afraid this is still a "fan sister".

"Ah!"

After Marka's reminding, freina remembered her business and quickly handed over the copy of the report sheet that skrinje asked her to hand over to Marka.

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

Maka reached out and took it, glanced at it in a hurry, but before long she pushed the report back into freina's hand.

After all, the above is just a brief description of what happened here. Not only has the time passed for a while, but it is far from what he saw at the scene.

It seems that slinger thinks he's still at Hogwarts!

"Why, why? Why don't you take it? It's me... What's wrong with me?"

Freina thought she had done something wrong when she saw that Maka had returned it. Even though Marca had already put it into her hand, she still dared not take it, and hurriedly pushed it back.

Seeing this, Maka couldn't help laughing and crying: "haven't you seen what's written on this paper? How did you come all the way here to find me?"

"Oh... I just listen to my colleagues..."

Freina hurriedly looked down again, and then whispered shyly.

"OK... Anyway, you're here and can't leave for a while. You and the Muggle gentleman should hide here first! Remember not to fly into the sky again, and be careful to fly away..."

In this regard, Maka didn't say anything more. After reminding her, she glanced back and forth around the buildings, roads and alleys again.

It seems that Maka is looking for something. Freina doesn't dare to disturb him anymore. Finally, she looks at little Victor on the other side.

"You... Are you a Muggle?"

"What melon?"

"Er... It means people who can't do magic. We wizards call you..."

Maka just talked about wizards, but did not mention "Muggle", the name for ordinary people who can't do magic. Of course, the term "Muggle" is not as discriminatory as "mud seed", and he just didn't say it.

Hearing that freina behind her naturally explained some things about the magic world instead of him, Maka couldn't help but be a little surprised.

As a wizard in the Ministry of magic, it is quite rare to tell a Muggle about the magic world like this.

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

However, not to mention how rugged freina's career will be, she suddenly turns her head in a certain direction and her eyes freeze.

At the next moment, his staff suddenly appeared in his hand, and an obscure magic flow went straight to the "Dementor" who was still hovering in the air.

"Stay here and don't run around! When I get back -"

After dropping a word, he stepped on it and jumped out from the edge of the roof. In the twinkling of an eye, he stepped on the Magic Book thrown out together and rushed out in the direction he was staring at.

The sudden scene surprised the two melon eaters behind him. He even recovered after his back could not be seen.

"Oh... I said, you wizards fly so fast, won't you be afraid?" little Victor said in surprise. "I also experienced it just now, which scared me out of my soul..."

At his side, freina, who was also stunned, immediately shook her head.

"No, a wizard who can take out a book and fly like Mr. McLean, I'm afraid he can count all over the world! Let alone fly so fast..."

Before she finished, she saw the "Dementor" near the opposite high-rise as if she had been stimulated. She suddenly stopped circling and suddenly bowed her head to the ground.

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

Seeing only the invisible magic flow, as soon as he touched the Dementor, he quickly turned into ice crystals. When a cool Rune flashed faintly, large frost marks immediately spread from that point.

Then, before it could speed up its dive, the terrible cold current had spread all over its body. Even its previously elegant black cloak became a hard shell full of white under the erosion of frost.

"Wow -"

The "Dementors", who should not be bound by gravity, finally fell hastily under the attraction of the earth and threw out a piece of crystal ice residue.

"Did Mr. McLean wave his cane over there just before he left?" freina stood on the edge of the roof, looked carefully, and said subconsciously.

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

"Before, I compared that thing to a 'child', and my husband said my analogy was wrong... Now it seems that it really is... I'm afraid it's not even as good as a 'child'?"

However, facts have proved that the "Dementor", which looks quite special, must be better than "children".

Just as the Scotland Yard police officers under the tall building dodged the fall one after another, and then slowly surrounded it, the "Dementor" who was covered with frost spots and whose cloak fell to pieces suddenly struggled and twitched again.

Because they didn't know what it was, the police didn't dare to underestimate it - after all, it was a guy who could hover at high altitude in violation of the laws of physics.

Just looking at the soft and elegant black cloak before it, people who don't know probably thought it was swimming in the water!

When the police officers dressed in anti riot equipment 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 crowd outside.

……

In fact, things over there can be put aside for the time being. For Maka, what he gave was just by the way. But without that guy's existence, he wouldn't have gained what he has now.

In fact, the reason why he left suddenly was that under continuous vigilance and wait-and-see, he caught a subtle magic wave from a distance.

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

There was no doubt that Maka was convinced that it must be an order from halbo to the guy.

Therefore, after thinking of this, he set off immediately and quickly tracked the location of the magic wave.

I remember freina talking about wizard flying just now.

In fact, today's Maka can fly without books as a carrier as long as she likes.

Just like halbo, even his men who were transformed through soul can fly off the ground without the help of foreign objects, so does Maka.

But doing so not only requires more attention, but also wastes a lot of magic, so he would rather continue to fly on a book.

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

Right in front of him, magic loomed in a window - that was his destination this time.

According to many behaviors of Haier Bo today, Maka is almost sure that Haier Bo himself is not in that room. Maybe he was there just now, but if you want to say now... It's probably already a trap.

Unfortunately, Maka is not worried about any traps now. What he is worried about is that he is not fast enough!

"Clang!"

Accompanied by a burst of brittle sound of broken glass, Maka didn't even hesitate and crashed directly into the room.

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

The next second, Maka flew out of the broken window again, holding another "special Dementor" with a slightly different appearance.