Chapter 1281 Invitation

What's happening here? What is the black mist in front of you? How can I become such a ghost again?

For this series of questions, Thomas has almost no time to think about it now. All he knew was that right now he seemed to have obtained a powerful force that he had never seen before, and the fear and panic when he was facing death just now had also turned into a long-preserved desire to vent.

I saw him slapping away or dodging those black thorns several times, but his hands didn't stop at all, just hitting the big black ball in front of him one after another.

No matter where the black-eyed wizard came from, and no matter who the other party was, Thomas was no longer in the mood to care about it.

Yes, it was as if he wanted to turn the depression he had accumulated for half a lifetime into this sudden powerful force, to smash the guy hiding in the black ball in front of him to pieces!

Who made this bastard want to kill him without saying a word just now? No... To be precise, he almost died at the opponent's hands.

However, with these violent blows again and again, Thomas' mood gradually calmed down as he vented to his heart's content.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Thomas, who had finally calmed down a bit, finally stopped, and looked down at his hands——in the black mist, he sighed somewhat inexplicably.

To be honest, this change is obviously good for him at present, not bad. Such a powerful force, on the contrary, gave him a confidence that he could say he had never had before.

But in the magic world, wizards have been quite insensitive to this kind of unknown power since ancient times. Before they fully figure it out, no one knows whether there is any terrible black magic or curse hidden in it.

So now, in Thomas, who just came back to his senses after venting, it's really a surprise mixed with a bit of worry.

However, this is obviously not the time for these.

Just when Thomas saw that a black thorn suddenly appeared on the surface of the black ball that he had smashed halfway into the ground, he quickly slapped the black thorn away again, and then backed away very cautiously.

"Little brother, won't you... come and help me?"

He smashed it hard for a long time, but the black ball was still not damaged at all, which made Thomas subconsciously turn his head to look at Harry who was standing by the street and watching the changes.

Just now he discovered that this young wizard was able to chase the black-eyed guy around,

That must be something to rely on. Compared to him, perhaps the opponent is more capable of dealing with this guy who is hiding in the black ball and can't get out no matter how hard he hits.

On the other hand, when Harry saw the wizard covered in black mist and who looked very similar to the Black Death asking for help from him, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

This person can speak, has a will of his own, and sounds quite normal - there is no doubt that under the current situation, the fewer powerful enemies, the better.

"Oh, of course—" Harry paused, and then said, "Because I saw that you were having fun just now, so I didn't bother you."

As he spoke, he carried the sword and walked forward.

"This... um, sir? In short, help keep an eye on him, and don't let him escape again!"

Having said that, Harry immediately accelerated, rushing straight towards the black ball stuck in the ground. The speed was so fast that Thomas, who had gained new strength and amazing physical fitness, couldn't help being taken aback.

"Clang—"

The extremely sharp Gryffindor sword cut into the inside of the black ball shield in an instant, and then forcibly cut a gap as Harry moved.

Perhaps it was Harry who reminded him first, or maybe Thomas's reaction ability became much stronger with the stimulation of the soul rule. He soon discovered that the black-eyed wizard really escaped from the other side of the black ball. Going out, I really want to run away.

At that moment, Thomas also exerted force on his feet. While the huge force crushed the road under his feet, he also quickly caught up with the opponent who decisively chose to escape.

"Boom!"

When he swung his arms sideways at the opponent's waist, which was the most inconvenient to dodge, the black-eyed wizard reacted very quickly, and almost at the same time, he gathered an arc-shaped shield to block his side.

However, Thomas' strength was too great, and he was sent flying horizontally by people and shields.

And in the next second, Harry, who was following closely behind him, swung his sword again, cutting off the not-so-large black shield and the people behind him.

Obviously, if the characteristics of the two of them cooperate with each other, the partner effect they can achieve is even stronger than the temporary combination of Harry and Charlie riding a fire dragon.

"Oh, happy cooperation!"

Harry glanced at the black-eyed wizard who had a huge gash between his chest and abdomen and fell to the ground bleeding profusely, and then nodded happily at Thomas.

"By the way... sir, what kind of magic is this black energy in your body?"

"Uh..." Thomas couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words, "If I say... I don't know, can you believe me?"

"Eh?"

Although Harry didn't let go of his guard from the beginning to the end, because Thomas's black mist was exactly the same as the Black Death, but he didn't expect that he would get such an answer to his question.

And just when neither of them knew what to say next, Thomas only heard a gust of wind whistling above his head. Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling sound behind him.

When he hurriedly turned his head to wait and see, he saw that it was actually a living Norwegian Ridgeback falling from the sky to the ground!

"Fire dragon? Why is there a fire dragon here?"

Even with great power, Thomas was still the same Thomas—at least, his temperament remained largely unchanged until he was cornered.

When he found a huge fire dragon descending from behind him, he ran aside in a hurry, and even hid behind the young man, Harry, in a very embarrassing manner.

To be honest, seeing such a guy covered in black mist running behind him, Harry secretly clenched the hilt of his sword at first. But when he realized that the people in the black mist seemed to be afraid, he froze immediately.

Is this the same person who showed his supernatural power and smashed the black-eyed wizard "with the ball" into the ground?

"Hey!" Harry reassured subconsciously, "It's all right, sir! That's my companion——Charlie Weasley from the Romanian Dragon Farm."

"what?"

When Thomas heard this, he thought of taking a look at the back of the Norwegian Ridgeback. Sure enough, there was actually a person sitting there, and even waved in this direction when he found himself looking over.

"Fire and fire dragons can also be completely tamed? This...Norwegian Ridgeback is a dragon species that is as violent as the Hungarian Horntail. How is this possible?"

Thomas, who felt that his knowledge of magical animals was still sufficient, was completely dumbfounded—no wonder he could only be a small owl breeder. Was the knowledge he had learned outdated?

"Hmm..." Seeing that this guy really didn't seem like an enemy, Harry thought for a while and said, "Sir, let me introduce myself first. I'm Harry Potter. Then, may I ask who you are?" Who, what's your name?"

"Harry... oh, Harry Potter?"

Thomas only felt that the accidents he encountered today were too many.

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"Tap...tap...tap...tap..."

There are actually quite a few disadvantages of using a time converter—in addition to having to worry about it all the time, listening to the "tick" sound that echoes in your ears as if it never stops will also be a frustrating thing. upsetting things.

But now, Maca doesn't care much about it, not to mention that he also knows that this voice that has been lingering in his ears will soon disappear.

A total of five hours of backtracking time is coming to an end, and the world will soon "turn" back to the "position" where I used the time converter.

And his test of the time rules, although he has not really reached the most ideal level in that plan, he has indeed gained a lot.

Especially this Thomas in front of him. In fact, he just randomly found a relatively suitable candidate, but he didn't expect that he really picked the right person.

At least, although this man seems to have no responsibility most of the time, let alone a tenacious will. But after a little guidance, it can also show some eye-catching potential at certain critical moments.

From this point of view, it was not in vain that Maca saved him and gave him a rare opportunity.

Seeing that Harry seemed to be trying to win over Thomas, and Charlie on Norberta's back also came down to say a few words, Maca didn't leave here immediately.

He was still waiting, waiting for the erratic "tick" sound in his ears to stop suddenly, before he suddenly took a step forward.

"Good evening, Harry, Charlie..."

"Maca?"

Hearing the familiar voice that suddenly sounded nearby, Harry hurriedly looked back, and saw Maca walking slowly towards them.

"Take this gentleman!" he said. "Oh, by the way...Mr. Thomas, I think this might be a good opportunity if you really want to do something different. "

"Of course, we won't force you, because London is indeed quite dangerous today."

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