Chapter 1189

Although the black market often looks a bit gloomy and cold, it is located underground, so it is obviously impossible for an ice storm to suddenly blow up.

Of course, even if the wizards of the Werther family were all out of their minds, they wouldn't take this burst of cold air as a natural phenomenon.

"Who!"

Such a fierce cold wind forced all of them to stop attacking Hermione and the others. And even the head of the Werther family, who seemed to have spare power all the time, could only ask hastily at this moment, and then he could only hastily cast a protective spell to resist.

And until everyone on the other side was forced to withdraw their hands, Maca paused his staff, stopping the biting cold current.

However, even though the cold wind stopped, there were still ice crystals and snowflakes falling leisurely in the alley, which just made this corner of the underground world feel like a cold winter.

"Okay, I think everyone has calmed down, so..."

Maca stood between the four of Hermione and the wizards of the Werther family, leaning on the staff and looking at the group of wizards and wizards opposite. Although his tone seemed to be moderate, the expression on his face was in harmony with the ice crystals floating around - they were all equally chilling.

After a short pause, he continued:

"Then, regarding the incident of attacking our school's students in the black market... I think you need to give me an explanation... Ah! Sorry, I seem to have forgotten to say one thing—"

Before the words were finished, a thin piece of ice suddenly condensed on the ground in the alley, and spread rapidly along the alleyway. In just a few seconds, all the wizards on the opposite side were unable to dodge, and the soles of their shoes were frozen.

And at that moment, the wizard at the back who was secretly retreating suddenly couldn't lift his feet. With his center of gravity out of balance, he fell on his back on the ice-covered ground with a "bang".

"... I hope everyone will remember, don't move around when I'm talking."

"what--"

Since the wizard had subconsciously propped his hands on the ground when he fell, the cooldown rules obviously wouldn't be merciful to anyone. The ice that was enough to freeze the soles of a person's shoes in an instant, even the palms holding him on the ground were also frozen.

Hearing the miserable wailing echoing in the alley, none of the other wizards dared to move.

Because when they heard Maca's last sentence, they had already realized that the young wizard standing in front of them at the moment was undoubtedly Maca McClain from Hogwarts.

"Oh, I seem to have forgotten to say again—don't touch the frost on the ground with your hands," Maca said calmly, looking directly at the other wizards, "It's the same as not licking the metal railings with your tongue in winter. While that may indeed be a little sweet, it will stick!"

"...Who would be so boring? Uh...is it really sweet?"

Suddenly, Ron behind Maca couldn't help muttering something, but only got Hermione's usual fierce stare.

Maca turned her head and rolled her eyes at him.

"You can try it some other day."

However, at the moment when he turned his head slightly, two horrific green lights suddenly shot out from the crowd of the Werther family, flying straight towards him.

"Avada Kedavra--"

Apparently, although the two of them were still unable to use the technique of silent spells on the Killing Curse, they had already made the voice of the spell chanting extremely soft. And looking at the flying speed of the two green magic beams, it can be seen that the opponent's strength is really good.

But unfortunately, even in this thick fog with strange effects, it is not something they can do to successfully attack Maca.

I only saw that the green light had just passed the way, and the two ice crystals suddenly condensed and formed out of thin air. In the next second, accompanied by two crisp cracking sounds, pale green light particles mixed with a large amount of crushed ice splashed away.

It wasn't until he blocked the two killing curses that Maca turned his head back blankly, and looked coldly at the two guys who dared to sneak attack behind him.

"Why, your Werther family...are you planning to declare war on me?"

"Both of them aren't—"

"Shut up."

Before the two attackers could speak, Maca heard two urgent and short voices in succession, and their short conversation also caught his attention a little bit.

"Huh?" There was a trace of hesitation in Maca's eyes, "'No' what? Oh, could it be that..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his staff and pulled it back.

It was just a simple levitation spell, but in his hands it exerted the power of a control spell, restraining the two wizards who had sneaked up on him before, and dragging them out suddenly.

"I think you want to say...these two are not actually members of the Werther family?"

The wizard who was stopped by the family steward still didn't answer this time after all, but his expression of pursing his lips and trying to endure it made his thoughts fully revealed.

Beside him, the steward of Werther's house knew that there was no point in concealing it any longer, but he still didn't intend to explain. He just looked away slightly without saying a word.

At this moment, it was one of the two wizards who were pulled to the front by Maca and both fell to the ground, but he couldn't help saying loudly:

"The Werther family? It's ridiculous... We are Mr. Haierbo's apprentices! How could we be members of such an ancient wizard family that doesn't deserve the name?" The man was talking, and suddenly said harshly, "McLean, maybe I have skills now. Not as good as a human, but if you don't kill me today, I will definitely let you know who is the real strong in the future!"

However, before Maca could react, another of them didn't even look at the still arrogant companion, and suddenly rushed to say:

"Mr. McLean, don't listen to this idiot's stupid words... what'we', I have nothing to do with him, I just... I was only killed by Hai Erbo, and I had to obey his orders as a last resort!"

"What did you say? Damn it, you cowardly fellow, why did the teacher accept you as a bastard who has no bottom line..."

Hearing the sudden quarrel between the two before him, Maca couldn't help shaking his head.

"It seems that Hai Erbo is really unscrupulous, and anyone can be taken under his hands!" He was a little bit dumbfounded, "Could it be that the shortage of manpower is like this?"

It can be said that, but this is a doubt in Maca's heart - as a true ancient wizard who pursues the pinnacle of magic, could he be so hasty in selecting apprentices?

No, after all, this guy seems to have taken too many apprentices. Think about how many witches and wizards Maca has seen calling Hai Erbo "teacher" during this period of time?

What's even more suspicious is that none of these self-proclaimed "apprentices" seem to have actually received guidance on self-improvement. Although each of them has good talent, and their strength can be called the more outstanding one among ordinary wizards, they really don't match Haierbo's name.

Although most of the apprentice wizards in ancient times had to go through a long period of doing odd jobs, but now it is in modern times. Why doesn't Hai Erbo, who is short of manpower, give them some guidance before releasing them to do things?

Maybe... It's not that Haierbo didn't take any real apprentices, but those students who are worthy enough to accept his magic theory are still undergoing more training?

Thinking of this, he suddenly waved his hand, swept the two of them to the base of the wall beside the alley, and sent each of them a body-binding spell.

It doesn't matter whether these guys are "covers" released by Hai Erbo, or they actually have other uses. Anyway, in Maca's opinion, it's enough to take them all back for interrogation and research, and then send them all to prison in the end.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head again and said to the wizards of the Werther family:

"You people... To be honest, it's useless for me to keep you here. Go back! Tell your old Patriarch for me that I will 'visit' your Werther's mansion as soon as possible... In addition, Those carriages wandering around in the black market, call me back every single one left! Don’t think about making any small moves.”

After finishing speaking, Maca waved his hand, and the ice on the ground subsided instantly. It's just that the guy who was trying to sneak away before, probably can't use his hands now, and whether he can be cured is a problem.

The wizards didn't say anything more, they hurriedly lifted the wounded up, leaving behind two Haierbo's apprentices and left without looking back.

"Maka, this... just let them go back like this? Isn't it too cheap for them?"

Hearing Ron's complaint behind him, Maca turned around and was about to say something, but Hermione suddenly came over and whispered:

"What do you know! That family's attack on us this time is very suspicious - don't you feel it? They obviously showed mercy to us at the beginning! Until these two guys came later..."

Speaking of which, she turned her head to look at the two wizards who fell by the wall, and couldn't help but gouged each other out angrily.

"As soon as they came, they immediately dealt with cruelty - if it weren't for Luna, some of us might have been hit by the death curse! You know, the magic shield can't stop the death curse at all harm……"

Hearing what Hermione said, Maca couldn't help turning his head away, and glanced at them coldly again. Then, he looked at Hermione and the others again, frowning slightly.

"You too... I've read that letter, and I understand your eagerness." He said, "But, after looking for me carefully, can't you think about running out to find someone by yourself?"

"What's more, you guys have already gone to Sirius, why don't you discuss with them before making a decision? Don't tell me, you are just afraid of causing trouble for him?"

.. Vertex m.