Chapter 913

"The second..."

After a hairy freezing sound, Maka threw the frozen monster back and directly threw it back into the room.

Just listen to the movement like a stone falling on the floor, which is much worse than the previous "partner" flying in the sky!

After that, Maka hung in the air outside the window, closed her eyes and carefully felt the magic flow around her. Then he chose a direction and rushed out again decisively.

Just now in that room, he had confirmed the sign that halbo had just stopped. Judging from the scattered magic residue, halbo did not choose to leave with space magic, and... It seems that he is still active in London.

To be honest, if halbo runs away, it's hard for Maka to find a way to track. But if he wants to do something else, Marca can follow suit.

Not long after, the residual traces of magic extended all the way to an unknown path.

This is a corridor sandwiched between two rows of small apartment buildings - the kind that cars can barely pass. Marca stepped on the magic book and found that the magic wave suddenly sank down, so she also fell to the middle of the corridor.

As both sides are blocked by apartment buildings, the view here becomes narrow.

Maka knew that at first glance, this road was the kind of place that was very conducive to ambush. Once you enter here, I'm afraid many people will have a feeling of "maybe someone will come out at the next intersection".

But he knew better that if a wise man chose to ambush here, he would most likely arrange it at the moment when he finally walked out of this narrow road.

Because in the whole process, people walking in the middle often only subconsciously relax at that time.

Therefore, Maka almost didn't slow down when passing through this path, and even made her flying speed a little faster on the way.

Sure enough, halbo didn't disappoint him - the guy prepared a "gift" for him here, and the gift was really placed on both sides of the exit of the path.

Two Dementors this time!

However, they did not expect Maka's speed to be so fast. The two monsters even flew out from both sides in advance, but they still couldn't keep up with Maka's high speed. They could only watch him pass by.

What they didn't expect was that when they couldn't dodge and collided with each other. Maka, who had flown past, waved the staff with her backhand, and a dazzling light suddenly lit up from the top of the staff.

However, in that second, Maka's eyes suddenly flashed a look of thinking.

Immediately, the brilliance suddenly stopped, followed by a blue and white beam of light.

"Bang!"

How could the two monsters like Dementors resist the light beam formed by the force of rules? In the twinkling of an eye, they turned into two frozen ice sculptures and hit the road heavily.

After glancing back at the path, Maka dropped a small-scale Muggle expulsion curse near the ice sculpture, then hurried away and flew on.

Speaking of it, if he hadn't been too far away, it would be difficult to know the rare magic residue. He probably didn't have to go down the path at all.

"... it seems that halbo is going to lead me somewhere?" as she flies with the magic wave, Maka secretly thinks, "well, or... Is this a special 'invitation'?"

On the current several exchanges with helbo, he is almost sure that the other party will not underestimate himself. Therefore, the ambush like this is not so much an attack as a series of "small surprises".

Of course, another possibility is that halber didn't find out that he was chasing Marca McLean behind him.

Unfortunately, this possibility is unlikely.

"In short, you'll know when you go!"

After murmuring softly, Maka suddenly bent his knees slightly. While his body leaned forward, his speed soared again in an instant.

……

If Maka solves those monsters that look like "Dementors", it's like running clouds and flowing water at one go;

Well, on the other side... It's the same kind of monster. The scene of the stalemate shows us how the monster is different from ordinary Dementors.

"Roar -"

A hollow roar sounded in the middle of the square under the tall building, making almost everyone look sluggish.

The monster roared several times when he was in the air, but none of them was as terrible as it is now. The roar seemed to be mixed with some unknown force, which made the listener despair that he would be taken away in the next second.

To say, the most affected by the roar is naturally the ordinary Muggle who is at the periphery at the moment.

Although they can only see a translucent gray for the monster squatting in the square, the illusion of being swallowed is the strongest.

When people come back to their senses one after another in a common illusion, more than half of the people on the spot don't dare to watch the excitement anymore.

But now even if they want to leave, they can't.

"Pay attention and cheer up! It has been seriously injured. We just have to be careful. It's not difficult to take it down."

In the square, Kingsley is directing the scene. On both sides of him, many Aurors and batters lined up, each holding a magic wand and cautiously staring at the monster.

They are obviously much better than the Muggles outside. Although they are closer, their strong willpower makes most of them able to resist the strange influence of the roar.

However, in actual combat, even a blink of an eye pause is easy to lose their lives. Wizards like them who have experienced many battles can understand the dangers.

Therefore, they can only temporarily maintain a motionless posture and launch an attack.

And to ask those Muggles who watched why they couldn't leave, it was directly caused by them.

In fact, slinger is smarter than Maka thought.

He didn't wait long after he asked a few questions from Crocker, the silent man in the Department of mystery, but he couldn't get any answers.

Because he waited and figured it out. Just asking Mr. bode, who was good at magical biology, didn't seem to bring him much benefit.

And after that.

Perhaps no one expected that Mr. schlinger, who has never been good at communicating with people, decided to take the initiative to consult the Muggle prime minister.

But when several ministers and secretaries were particularly surprised, Scrimgeour could only smile bitterly and shake his head in his heart.

Of course, he is not willing to discuss and cooperate with the Muggle prime minister who "doesn't know anything", but I'm afraid it will eventually fall on him. It's better to communicate early than late!

So, after a trip to the prime minister's office by scrimgeor, he finally got through the joints quickly with a magic spell, so that the Auror and batter under his hand reached cooperation with the 1st Battalion of the Irish guard in London.

While Auror and the batter tried to solve the root cause of the problem for the monster, the Muggle soldiers cooperated with the police force of Scotland Yard to control the Muggle at the scene within a certain range.

To tell the truth, this is the most appropriate solution that scrimger can think of. Not only can Muggle military and police help at the same time, but also Muggles nearby get together afterwards, which is also convenient for unified elimination of memory.

But the key is whether the Aurors can successfully deal with the monster and whether the British royal family can fool it together.

You know, the most difficult thing in the magic world is still the pure blood family, and they are also behind the Muggle royal family.

"Anyway, it's up to Mr. McLean..."

Slinger had been busy for a long time, and now he finally returned to his office. Now he is holding the newly delivered report, but he can only mutter to himself.

All he knew was that he had done what he could do, and the rest could only depend on what heaven did.

"Oh! Please, this can't be delayed any more... Merlin bless! Do it anyway!"

After shaking off the list in his hand, he threw it aside, and then leaned back weakly.

……

Maybe Merlin really heard schlinger's prayer. Auror and the batters at the scene finally stopped maintaining the deadlock and raised their magic wands one after another.

But in fact, they were forced.

At that time, the monster seemed to have been watched by such a large group of people for too long, so he was in a bad mood. Therefore, when the Aurors were still frightened by the roar, they did not dare to come forward, but he did it first!

"Roar -"

With another angry roar, Maka's body, which had been frozen by the cold current, barely floated.

At this time, it can be seen that its intact black cloak has become more broken than ordinary Dementors. There is also a large piece of ice crystal debris hanging on it, which will shake off a lot of ice residue.

Because it was already naked, its body was prominently exposed in front of the Aurors. Although the strong body that is not like a Dementor is as old as a puppet, it can still feel strong power from the muscles of the cardia.

As for its face... Because the cold did not spread to its head, the hood it was wearing was still not damaged, only its red eyes were still clearly visible.

In short, this decision is not a simple dark magic creature like Dementors

Oh, perhaps it should be said that even a Dementor who can easily despair and take people's lives is far from comparable.

Even if there are too many similarities between them.

"Be careful!" Kingsley suddenly shouted.