Chapter 1200

This is the mirror space of London where Maka has been. Black, white and gray are still all here. It is now dark, and the sky has changed from white to gray, gradually merging with the black and gray city.

In this city without any color, the thick fog outside does not exist. Instead, it is a turbid breath that ordinary people can't see and feel.

But of course, this mysterious atmosphere that permeates the whole city and the whole space obviously also comes from the underground black market.

At this moment, Muriel, who had been taken away from Martin in front of halber, was still lying in that bed. She was just brought from the "surface" of the city to the "inner side" of the world, and even her position has not changed.

It can be seen that her chest is still rising and falling slightly, hard but tenacious to maintain her life. But every time she breathed, she would spit out that strange and inexplicable breath from her mouth and nose, and spread to the whole city bit by bit.

"Very good, very good... That's it. The first step will be completed soon."

From the beginning to the end, halbo didn't go anywhere. In fact, he was here all the time, staring at Muriel on the bed. Obviously, in his eyes, Muriel is no longer a "person", which has already become a very special magic material for him.

While halberdon was muttering to himself, suddenly, a sudden wave of magic spread from Muriel, which brightened halberdon's eyes.

However, the change does not seem to be over yet.

Almost at the next moment, in this mirror space of London, a white light suddenly cut through the darkness of the night and rushed straight into the dark sky from somewhere in the city.

"What an expectation!"

In the underground black market, although Haier Bo can't see the scene above the ground, he can clearly feel the majestic magic breath.

Only he, a genuine ancient wizard, would understand that even in the ancient Greek period, it was extremely difficult to implement demon summoning on such a scale.

Because the classification of summoning is also a taboo even in the original era.

"... perhaps, only in this era of gradual deterioration of magic can I get such a chance to try it."

After taking a comfortable deep breath, halber suddenly flashed and finally left the room where he had stayed for a long time.

……

Just looking at the situation in the Ministry of magic, we can know that the current situation in London is quite bad. In fact, it's not just the shortage of staff in the Ministry of magic. Even the order of Phoenix, which has had a great expansion in personnel, is now somewhat stretched.

Yes, because most members of the order of the Phoenix are not combat power. On weekdays, if it is only used for exploration and investigation, maybe many people are good hands, but they really want to participate in the battle. Obviously, people like Mundungus are not very reliable.

After all, Maka has only been concerned about the development of the intelligence network. In this case, only the old members originally gathered by Dumbledore can help.

At that moment, Lu Ping, who was in charge of Black's old house, was clearly aware that even if the Ministry of magic had dispatched most of the arrows and batters, it might not be able to sustain the support of the Federation.

"Dung, you are here to help me continue to receive the latest information in London. If there is anything unusual, write a ciphertext directly to Kingsley and Sirius... I have to go out."

In the reception hall of black's old house, Lupin pushed aside a pile of information stacked on the table, then stood up and said a word to montungus, who helped him send and receive information.

Seeing that lupin seemed to be leaving, Mundungus quickly stopped him.

"Wait!" he said hurriedly, "I can probably judge where to transfer from - that depends on the degree of danger! But I don't have a number in my mind if I can figure out how many people to transfer! You know, if I can understand the change of this situation, I'll still use you alone!"

"You don't have to take care of the specific deployment," lupin waved his hand immediately. "Just send out the information that may have problems directly. Kingsley naturally goes without saying that Sirius is actually a smart man. He just doesn't like to use his brain!"

"Well..." Mundungus said bitterly without confidence, "what are you going to do? Can't you let me go? I'm good at running errands!"

"Just looking for someone to help, which is really your strong point." lupin said, "unfortunately, you really can't go this time - think about it! Pig head bar, dare you go?"

Mundungus immediately grinned.

"Oh! Aberforth?" he shook his head again and again. "I see... I'll watch here. You go! Um... Remember to go and come back quickly!"

……

A moment later, in Hogsmeade village pig head bar.

It must be said that in this season when many members of the order of the Phoenix are as busy as ants on a hot pot, one person still lives slowly.

Needless to say, Professor Dumbledore's brother has always been such a maverick. Even if he has been stabbed outside, he probably won't be moved.

Because from the day his brother albus died, there were only goats left in his life.

Tonight, he still stood behind the bar as usual, quietly wiping the goblet that had almost never been changed. On his side, this thing is not cleaned for guests - it only needs a cleaning spell. This goblet is completely left to wipe and play by himself.

But, of course, there are no guests tonight.

To tell the truth, Albus didn't know the current situation in London. He just didn't want to get involved.

"Squeak --"

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door being pushed open sounded in the deserted shop, which was particularly harsh.

"Aberforth, why haven't you sent any news in the last two days... How are Hogsmeade these days?"

It was lupin who came in at this moment. He hurried in from the door, looked left and right, and hurried to the bar.

Aberforth raised his eyes only when he entered the door, but soon they fell down again.

"Sometimes, no news is the best news."

"Oh! Maybe so!" lupin sighed. "Since you are so confident, why don't you come to London? I sent you all the information that should be given to you. You should know that Kingsley and Sirius are not doing well."

"Is there any difference between one more and one less?" albus glanced. "Besides, you don't think about my age - you want me to risk my life and run to a place where black wizards run everywhere. Are you going to let me talk to my damn brother as soon as possible?"

"Aberforth..."

Lupin choked on his words.

Obviously, he has already come to each other several times. After all, it was Albus Dumbledore's brother, if not his brother.

Not to mention, Lupin remembered that albus had mentioned before that his younger brother often dueled with others when he was young.

In today's situation, they naturally need such a combat power that can not be underestimated.

"Aberforth," continued lupin after a gloomy pause on his face, "your brother said that if we need help, we can come to you -"

"Maybe!" aberforth snorted, "he may have said... But I never did anything for his words. The reason why I stayed in his so-called order of the Phoenix was that I promised a man to help him as much as possible."

Speaking of this, he glanced back at the inner room behind him, and then gave a heavy meal to the table with the wine cup in his hand, saying faintly:

"But now, my brother obviously doesn't need my help anymore, does he?"

"Uh --"

Lupin naturally did not know about his sister Ariana, because Professor Dumbledore could not tell him about it. So aberforth's words could only be half understood.

However, no matter what reason aberforth had, Lupin had to go on lobbying this time. Because at present, they really need several hidden combat forces, including aberforth, as a supplement, and aberforth is one of the most difficult to convince.

After racking his brains for a long time, Lu Ping finally said:

"I said, even if it's just for Marca's face, you see..."

"Maybe a lot of people think that McLean is excellent - including my brother," aberforth frowned and stared at him. "But do you think it's a big face for a silly child who is more stupid than me?"

"Silly boy?"

It was the first time that lupin heard of Marca, but aberforth shook and then said:

"Why, do you still think he's smart? If I say, he's a complete fool. No one is more stupid than him! Otherwise, how could he take over the order of the Phoenix from my brother? How could he work all day, but he didn't get any benefit?"

With that said, aberforth simply threw aside all the rags in his hand and waved back.

"Let's go! Get out of my bar!" he shouted. "You're not welcome anymore... Kingsley is in Diagon lane, right? I'll make it clear to him later. I'll quit the order of the Phoenix after tonight, and then you don't have to bother me again!"

After lupin was kicked out of the pig's head bar, he reacted - did aberforth promise?