Chapter 1747

"Enemy attack -"

The quiet night was broken.

The sound of the Magic Horn spread all over the Bank of meralun lake, and countless Muggles and many wizards who have been living in seclusion for many years were awakened together. However, what is more powerful than the sound of the horn is the black flames splashed on the lakeside houses and streets, as well as a scream like from hell.

It was the shadow of two demons falling from the sky, with long scarlet eyes, hard and sharp claws, and a dark body.

One of them had wings on his back, and his mouth had fangs as terrible as ghosts. The black flames in his hands appeared out of thin air one after another; The other is strong and muscular, three or four times the size of an ordinary person, and can blow down a building with one punch.

However, not everyone can see their terrible images - at least ordinary Muggles can't really see where they are. Only the scenes like doomsday created by them announced their arrival to the Muggles by lake meraren.

When the two "demons" landed on the lake without warning and began to wreak havoc on the shore, more and more wizards had gathered outside a three-story building on a hillside not far away.

These wizards, all dressed in black, were summoned by the sound of the horn.

"Ms. Larson, did miss say what's going on? What are those two monsters?"

It can be seen that when the door of the small building opened and a woman who looked about 40 or 50 years old came out of it, almost everyone outside immediately surrounded it.

Listening to the question of the middle-aged man who crowded in front and spoke first, this small house should be the home of Ursula and Safina.

As for Ms. Larson, who looks like a maid

"Mr. Anderson... And you, Miss said, please help Mr. skasdega of the Muggle government evacuate the Muggle people first. And the two dark magic creatures, miss will find a way to deal with them."

When the other party said this, Anderson nodded first, then hesitated:

"Ms. Larson, actually... You should understand that what we care more is that miss, didn't you know about tonight this time?"

But for his inquiry, Ms. Larson just shook her head calmly.

"I don't know, Miss didn't say."

In this regard, Anderson and other members around him had to hesitate, turn around and move away, and start evacuating their Muggle neighbors according to Ursula's instructions.

When Ms. Larson saw this, she turned back to the room and closed the door again quite calmly.

In fact, she is the maid of the Geoffrey family. She has been working here since she was a young girl.

Because Ursula and Safina's parents died early, both girls grew up under her care.

However, it is precisely because of this that she has not been married until now, so everyone calls her "Ms. Larson".

Soon after dealing with the people outside, Larson went straight upstairs to the door of Ursula's room on the third floor.

She reached out and knocked on the door and whispered:

"Miss, the evacuation of Muggle residents has been explained."

Before he finished, Larson heard Ursula in the room:

"OK, then next, please help me down... Hurry up."

"Miss, your body -"

"It's all right," Ursula said calmly. "This attack is extraordinary. If we don't deal with it as soon as possible, I'm afraid the blood will dye the whole meralun Lake red tonight."

A moment later, an old but exquisite carriage drove out of the back of the house under the drag of a Vernon and sped straight from the air to the lake.

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However, as the middle-aged wizard surnamed Anderson worried before, Ursula did not predict the disaster tonight in advance.

Well, or rather - she didn't expect that the crisis she felt in the Norwegian palace would follow her home.

Clearly aware of the danger, he took the initiative to try to avoid it, but he couldn't avoid it in the end. In Ursula's view, it was a huge mistake.

At this time, when Ursula was rushing to the scene of the attack, disaster had already come.

"Boom -"

The big and strong "devil" swept his arms violently in the street. While smashing a shop along the street, four or five Muggles who ran blindly were instantly photographed by it. Pitifully, they couldn't even see where the enemy who hurt them was, so they all died on the spot.

In mid air, another "devil" was beating his wings and throwing down the black flame in his hand. The Muggles who were hit mostly fell to the ground and wailed under the package of fire, with painful and ferocious expressions, but they would not die immediately.

To be honest, it's easier to be punched and killed by the "big man" in front than to be burned by the black flame. At least you don't have to suffer such a big crime.

"Go, go... This way!"

Of course, wizards who risked their lives to help Muggles escape have come one after another. They kept waving wands, holding collapsed houses with floating spells, releasing signals to call for more help, and even trying to attack the two monsters.

Some Muggles are even surprised that their neighbors, whom they often see on weekdays, have become heroes with "super powers".

Unfortunately, they are obviously not "Heroes". They are just a group of insignificant wizards living in this era. Maybe they will be better than Muggles in self-protection ability, but they are equally vulnerable in front of the two "demons".

"Run away! Don't look back... Sterling, I saved your life tonight, and I won't pay back the money I owe you!"

"Bourne, take my brother... Leave me alone. I'm a wizard. It's not so easy to die..."

"Rebecca, forget me! Find a better man -"

Similar cries can be found everywhere in the streets. Most of them may be black wizards, but their relationship with Muggles is closer than many wizards who never touch black magic in the world.

"Boom!"

Another building collapsed suddenly, crushing many people under broken bricks and stones. When the black flames scattered and splashed, screams and screams came one after another.

Ursula's Thestral carriage sped by in mid air. She looked down in the window, but didn't stop to land. Instead, she sped straight towards the lake of meraren lake.

The disaster continues.