Chapter 1283

Through this five hour retrospective trip, Maka gradually learned a lot about the rules of time.

Among them, he has long speculated that it only needs to be confirmed with the help of stone balls; Of course, there are some that you can't know as long as you don't test it yourself.

As for the biggest gain of his trip, it is undoubtedly the so-called "safety limit" that he tried out step by step with the help of Thomas.

Obviously, as long as Maka makes more efforts on this basis afterwards... Not to mention the way to save Luna's life, at least he can always use the reaction of stone ball to judge the risk of changing something, so as to avoid the recurrence of the serious injury in Delphi's mouth.

"Marca, let's take this lady to St. Mungo first with Mr. Thomas?"

Listening to Harry, he gently nodded his head after glancing at the woman saved by Thomas.

"Well, OK."

Just now, Marca's words hit Thomas' heart. In addition, he promised to let the order of the Phoenix send someone to protect his family. Soon, Thomas made up his mind to stay and help.

Thomas's next task is to fight with more soul collectors in the city after sending the Muggle woman to St. Mungo with Harry and Charlie.

There was no doubt that Thomas was actually afraid, as he could see when he ran behind Harry when he saw norbeta. But it is also obvious that he is really eager to change from the bottom of his heart.

This time, Maka took advantage of him without his knowledge, but he also gave him a great opportunity with danger.

"Oh, by the way, Marca, won't you go to San Mungo with us?"

Seeing Harry take a few steps and suddenly turn around, Marca shrugged, smiled and shook her head.

"I just got out of there."

……

The night in London always comes a little early. From midnight to five hours later, the whole night is only half past.

But this half night alone has changed the situation in the city.

Facts have proved that whenever there is a good time, there will always be a bad time, even if it is Haier Bo, who has been premeditated for a long time and has been resourceful, it seems to be the same.

Due to the large number of wizards led by Sirius and the Muggle army borrowed by Kingsley from the queen, the orderly large-scale battle made those crazy wizards very uncomfortable. In these five hours, several battlefields have sent good news to the Leaky Cauldron bar.

And because of the joint attack of Harry and Charlie, the number of black pupil wizards who seem to be executioners in the city is decreasing one by one.

This is clearly becoming a big problem for these soul collectors who are not very many. Therefore, it can be imagined that Haier Bo is certainly not in a good mood at present.

Therefore, when Lu Ping, who was in charge of the central support, was sorting out many intelligence, he suddenly found that there was a lot less news about those black pupil wizards from when.

"Are Harry and Charlie so efficient?"

"Certainly not."

When lupin was looking at the statistics, he heard a rough voice around him. The voice was so distinctive that he didn't even need to turn his head to know that aberforth was back.

"How do you know?" lupin said subconsciously, "you went to help them both?"

"No."

Aberforth sat down on the chair beside lupin, then took Lupin's cup and drank the already cool black tea.

"However, I followed them for a while because I was on my way - the two little guys were really amazing. One was nimbly waving the Gryffindor sword, the other was riding a Norwegian backbone dragon, and the cooperation was quite good."

Just then, he snatched the statistical report from Lupin's hand and looked at it carefully. Then he added:

"However, they can't remove more than half of the black eye beads that kill people all over the city so soon... You see, there's not even a piece of eyewitness information in the last hour. How can it be so fast?"

With that said, aberforth patted the document on the table, then raised his hand and scratched his messy white hair.

"So let me see, it must be Haier Bo who suddenly called those guys back!"

"Really?" lupin hesitated. "But Maka told me before. He said that halbo didn't seem to control the actions of those black eyed wizards - those guys weren't obedient at all?"

"Oh?" asked aberforth. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but then he waved his hand lazily, "then I don't know. Do it yourself!"

"Hey!"

Lupin choked on his irresponsible words - if you don't know the truth, don't talk like it's true! And finally he threw the problem away carelessly.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes. Anyway, I really don't have any ideas." aberforth shook his head and said, "well, I have to go to Sirius later. I can help you run by the way... By the way, where is it? Behind Big Ben, right?"

"Hey," said lupin hurriedly, "don't! You want to go to Haier Bo? Isn't that death? Although someone in the intelligence said that there was no one there, what if Haier Bo hid and our spies didn't find it?"

But when aberforth heard this, he turned his lips on the spot and said:

"Isn't it just a life? If I lose it, I'll lose it... I've lived long enough, and to be honest, I don't have much meaning to live any longer. So for me, either I won't allow you to come from the beginning, or I'll go out and have a few fights!"

"What are you talking about!" Lu Ping held his forehead silently, with a helpless face. "The main people don't have enough hands. There are still many places that need you!"

"Long winded!"

Aberforth glanced at him impatiently, and then bowed his head reluctantly. After all, Lupin was right.

What's more, when he thought of his "selfish" brother, aberforth felt that he must not die like that.

"OK, I know!" soon he stood up and said, "let me have a rest first - I didn't eat much at night. I'm hungry for such an activity."

After hearing aberforth say this, Lupin was relieved, and then said:

"If you want something to eat, go to the refugee camp! Mr. swift of Longxi bakery made a lot of sweet bread and said that eating some sweet bread can calm everyone's mood... There should be a lot left!"

The Longxi bakery he mentioned is in Diagon lane. On weekdays, because the taste has not changed for nearly a century, it is not very popular. However, the swift family has been making bread generation by generation, and has been struggling until now.

But this time, when the whole London was caught in the fog and Diagon Lane became a place of refuge, old Mr. swift took the initiative to provide free food for the asylum seekers.

What is more worth mentioning is that the ancestors of the swift family built this bakery in order to provide food for the refugees in the magic war... Although even Diagon Alley did not exist at that time!

Hearing Lupin's words, aberforth smiled and said:

"It seems that if we can successfully survive this crisis, there should be many new customers in old Swift's bakery."

As he spoke, he turned and came out of the bar and walked towards the backyard.

"Who said it wasn't?" lupin looked at albus's back and couldn't help but say, "moreover, the swift family is worthy of being a wartime supplier. As soon as they saw that the momentum in the magic world was wrong, they immediately hoarded a lot of food materials. Seriously, if it took a long time this time, the Longxi bakery would have made a great contribution!"

At least in a certain period of time, they will no longer have to send special people to collect food at risk.

After thinking about it casually, Lupin quickly put these things aside for the time being, bowed his head and began to write a letter - he had to tell Maka as soon as possible that the witnesses of the black pupil wizard were decreasing abnormally.

……

As lupin said earlier, halbo really has no way to control the soul collectors transformed by the calling ceremony itself.

However, although he could not control the actions of those black pupil wizards, he could prevent them from appearing in London for the time being.

Yes, just after Maka and Delphi left the mirror space, the head was naturally empty. While secretly annoyed, Haier Bo simply took those "apprentices" who had not yet been transformed into that space.

So, even though they are still in the small square behind Big Ben, aberforth will not see halebo even if he goes there.

"McLean... It's up to you to mess with my plan this time!"

On the black-and-white square, halber watched the apprentices being transformed into collectors one by one, and then wandering blankly around the monotonous mirror city. I saw a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, and that little girl," he seemed to suddenly think of Delphi, and then snorted, "when all these collectors have been transformed, I'll see what tricks you can play with me."

Needless to say, Haier Bo is going to release the collector at once. In that case, with the combat effectiveness of those black pupil wizards, Harry alone may be difficult for them to cope with.