Chapter 1347

"Neville, why are you here? Where's Harry?"

Maka's remark is actually a question, because there are far more people in the church than Neville at this time - in order to ensure the safety of the Muggle queen, the old bishop specially asked kingsledo to arrange several black wizard beaters to accompany him.

At present, a total of eight wizards who look very capable are guarding her Majesty the Muggle queen who is still sleeping in this church!

Of course, Maka must have no time to care about others at the moment.

At the other end, Neville, who was sitting next to the queen, was surprised when he saw the door open, but he immediately found that it was Maka.

"Marca!" he immediately stood up and put down the wand he had just raised. "Are you looking for Harry? He's with Ginny at Hermione's side! We met their team on the way... Er, 'by chance', and then he and I sent her majesty here first and then went there to help!"

"Happened to meet them? If I remember correctly, your evacuation route and St. Mungo's team can't touch at all?"

Just then, Maka shook her head again. Before Neville answered, she turned and said:

"Forget it! As long as nothing happens... Anyway, Harry is in St. Mungo's team now, isn't he? I see... You're here to protect the queen. The Muggle prime minister will send someone to pick her up later. Just go with two people then!"

After casually telling her, Maka quickly waved her hand, turned and walked outside the door.

"I'm leaving... By the way, separate people to take the Vernon carriage elsewhere! Are you afraid that the enemy doesn't know you're here?"

Before leaving, he also make complaints about it.

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Because Maka knew the route of all the evacuees except the Muggle army, coupled with a simple time estimate, he easily found the San Mungo evacuee, which is now close to the suburbs.

Perhaps it is because the patients in the hospital are inconvenient, and the whole team has gradually elongated unconsciously. Many patients who can't be carried on a stretcher with the floating curse can only go their own way with the help of others.

When Maka was close to the end of the team, he even saw a patient whose body was inflated by the curse, tied with two legs, floating forward like a balloon

At this time, Hermione and others are mostly helping those patients who are difficult to walk by themselves, trying to catch the road.

"Marca?"

Harry happened to be the first to find Marca among the small partners, because he was responsible for the safety of the patients who fell at the end of the line.

"Harry."

Maka jumped down from the air and landed gently on the ground. Then she reached out and caught the magic book for him to trample on and fly.

"Oh, and Ginny... Well, is everything going well here? Aren't you in any danger?"

Originally, Marca wanted to talk directly about something, but he couldn't help hesitating when he saw Ginny, who was next to Harry with a little boy throwing his hands around on his back.

In fact, he knew that Harry must have come here not only to help escort, but Ginny was undoubtedly one of the reasons why he ran nonstop.

"Ah! Smooth, very smooth..." Harry nodded. "At present, the enemy in downtown London has been almost cleaned up, haven't they? In fact, many people are surprised by this emergency retreat!"

"Really?" Marca nodded slightly. "Well, I'm not unable to understand your confusion, just -"

"... Maka!"

Suddenly Ginny, who was with Harry, spoke.

"Marca, I think... What's the matter with you? Did you come to Harry?"

"Well?"

Maka was not too surprised that Ginny suddenly broke her mind, because Ginny has always been a smart girl. However, he was more or less stunned because he hadn't figured out how to answer for a moment.

But soon, Marca saw Ginny turn and look at herself.

"Maka, if I'm right... Just say it! If you're worried about my mood, I don't think it's necessary."

At this point, she paused briefly and then said:

"Although there are many things you won't tell us, we always see your busyness. Seriously, you've done too much to protect us... If Harry can help you this time, just let him go with you! I'm sure I'll worry, but... But I know that some things are more serious than my worries Yes! "

Listening to Ginny's words, Marca didn't say anything, but Harry was suddenly stunned.

"Marca," he said suspiciously, "is it really what Ginny said? Did you come to me?"

"Well, actually --"

Maka hesitated, but finally nodded.

"OK! Yes... I have something to do with you this time."

"Then hurry up!" Harry hurriedly said. "Just like Ginny said, if I can help anywhere, just say it! Besides, we all saw the black pillar before... You must be in a hurry when you suddenly came at this time?"

When Harry asked, Marca could only nod again with a bitter smile.

"Yes, you're right..." he shrugged. "Then, come with me now! We'll talk about what you want to do on the way..."

On the way, Maka suddenly turned her head and glanced at Hermione and Luna in front. Then she said to Ginny not far away:

"There is a Vernon carriage outside the church where the Muggle queen is hiding. I just asked them to send it to another place. You should find someone now and get the carriage in time - there is a lot of space in the carriage. It's absolutely no problem to carry some patients who can't walk."

"Oh! That's really good news," Ginny said happily. "We've walked so far, even we healthy people are tired, not to mention the patients... Well, I'll find two people to pick up the car!"

"Do you know where the church is?"

Seeing Marca asking, Ginny immediately replied:

"Yes, Harry told me before... Oh, by the way, Marca, do you want me to call Hermione and them?"

"No, no! Harry and I are leaving now. Be careful and get out of London as soon as possible!"

Marca waved her hand and then turned her head at Harry.

"Come on, ride on the broom and follow me."

After that, he stopped worrying about Ginny, Hermione, Luna and others, threw out the magic book in his hand, stepped on it and flew to the still foggy sky.

When Harry saw this, he immediately opened his arms and gave Ginny a hug, but unexpectedly, the child Ginny was carrying couldn't control his waving hands and slapped his face red.

"Oh... Big brother, I'm sorry..."

Not long after, Marca looked at Harry coming up from behind and couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Harry, how did you... Annoy Ginny?"

"No! I didn't upset Ginny, and it wasn't her... Well, it was my own carelessness."

Maybe he didn't think it was the child's fault. After all, he was also injured, so Harry had to admit it. But when he heard this in Makar, it seemed that he was a little trying to cover it up.

"All right!"

In any case, it was obvious that it was not time to make fun of Harry, so Marca soon exposed it.

"Well, let's put it aside - let's concentrate first. To be honest, what you need to face in a moment is very dangerous! And I think you only have one chance to try at most..."

Seeing that Marca suddenly made the matter quite serious, Harry also hurried to cheer up and immediately left behind the embarrassment.

Then I listened to him directly:

"Maka, just tell me what you want me to do. I'll do what you want me to do. I'll fully cooperate with your plan and won't mess around."

"Well, that's good," Maka nodded seriously while flying. "First of all, I have to say that there is a very big trouble in the city center - it's a kind of magic creature summoned by Haier bo... Er, you think it's a very powerful ancient magical creature! Its body strength is terrible, both speed and power..."

Although some places... Such as the origin and identity of the "devil", even Marca himself didn't know much, he first told Harry about the guy in general.

Especially the almost incredible strength of the other party, he took the trouble to say it several times, and even compared his strength.

When Harry heard that Marca admitted that he was inferior to the other party and said that he could only use the ancient magic text to control the other party temporarily, Harry couldn't help taking a breath.

An enemy that makes Maka feel powerless? What kind of existence is that?

At this point, Harry found it difficult to understand even how detailed Marca said. Not to mention, it is difficult for Maka to describe each other's abilities without leakage.

After all, even Maka himself didn't know whether the dark devil had any terrible power that had never been used.

"... so be careful then! As long as he's still lying on the ground and can't move, go and cut off his head with the Gryffindor treasure sword... Remember, it only takes one blow! It can only swing that one blow, and then no matter what the result is, you have to turn your head and run away from the battlefield at once! Understand?"

Marca's repeated instructions made Harry nervous involuntarily - with Marca's character, every time he kept repeating something like this, any mistake would be fatal!