Chapter 1621 No One Knows

When Harry saw that familiar figure at the beach, he immediately recognized who it was—no way, he had been chasing after that figure for so long that he seemed to have lost his memory The original appearance.

However, no matter how far behind the figure in Harry's memory, reality gradually told him one thing. That is, no matter how powerful a person is, there are times when they fail, and no one dares to say that they are number one in the world.

Not Voldemort, not Grinwald, not Maca...not even that despicable Helbo.

And after Harry gradually realized this, he suddenly felt a burst of relief all over his body, as if he had inadvertently unloaded an extremely heavy burden.

"Harry, here you come."

Maca didn't look at the sparkling sea, he just listened to the sound of the waves beating against the reef below, and stood there quietly with his eyelids slightly closed.

In this state, his perception of the surrounding magic fluctuations can reach a very high sensitivity. Not to mention the arrival of Harry's small group, even a fish under the sea in the distance, or a bird flying past in mid-air could not escape his senses.

Of course, Maca didn't do this aimlessly, he was preparing for his next series of actions.

"Harry, looking around, did you find anything?"

"Oh, no," Harry said casually as he walked towards Maca with the broom in his hand, "Uh, yes! If I have to say it——I found something in the woods over there." A small group of balls chasing birds, does that count?"

"Forget it! There aren't many wild ball-tunning birds now..."

Having said that, Maca finally withdrew the stretched spiritual power a little bit, turned around and said:

"Good morning, Harry! Ah, I suggest you go back as soon as possible... Otherwise, Sirius and the others may wipe out your breakfast together. I brought a terrible They are all good things cooked by the chef of the Blois family just this morning!"

"Oh, that sounds really good!"

Harry stood in front of Maca, scratched his head, and then waved to the players behind him.

"Everyone heard it too - anyway, our patrol mission has been completed, you go back first! I'll be over in a while.

"

As soon as this was said, the patrol members cheered and walked towards the warehouse with their shoulders crossed. Harry watched the back of them leaving, until they were far away, he turned his head to look at Maca and said:

"You came here so early today... are you going to the 'opposite side'?"

With Harry's temperament, he was able to notice this, which means that before he met Maca this morning, he might have realized this possibility in advance.

That's right, in fact, many people know that Maca will go to Haierbo to settle accounts sooner or later. And as far as the current situation is concerned, it is obvious that "the sooner the better".

But relatively speaking, the period when Hai Erbo was injured was actually a chance for everyone to breathe a sigh of relief. Not to mention others, Maca must first adjust himself, because there are some things that can only be borne by him alone.

"Yes!"

Facing Harry's question, Maca answered very frankly, without the slightly secretive feeling like in Castle Blois.

"Besides, I can only go alone—don't even think about it."

Hearing this, Harry subconsciously touched the hilt of the Gryffindor sword hanging on his waist, apparently hesitating for a moment. But when he recalled that he was thrown down by Hai Erbo not long ago, almost "throwing away" his life, he still hung his right hand that touched the hilt to his side again.

"Well, I see, I listen to you."

"Very good," Maca smiled at him, "Your task is to keep an eye on the fog across the sea—that Hai Erbo guy always likes to choose some unexpected options, the more we don't think he will now Just choose to attack across the sea, maybe he will come from the sea more! Therefore, this place is also very important."

"No problem, leave it to me!" Harry nodded immediately, "Oh, of course, as well as Sirius and the team members who stayed here."

It wasn't until the subject was finished that Harry took a step back.

"Then... I'll go over and taste the breakfast you brought..." He thought for a while, and then added, "Be careful."

Before he finished speaking, Harry finally turned around and walked back. Maca looked at his figure and nodded slightly, then paused for a while, then raised his voice and said:

"I have to return this sentence to you - 'be careful', Ginny asked me to convey it!"

This time, Harry didn't look back, but just waved his hand up to show that he had heard it. Soon after, his figure disappeared around the corner of a building in the distance.

Seeing this, Maca immediately took a step back, turned around, and walked towards the sea just like Harry did just now. One step, two steps, three steps, and then suddenly disappeared on the way.

...

The gray mist has stayed in Kent, England for a long time, and they don't seem to want to move any more, they seem to be still.

Around Kent, many Muggle cities gradually became empty, and the Muggle residents in those towns were evacuated to other places for temporary refuge under the joint action of the military and the police.

Of course, these Muggles who were forced to leave their home cities were not as lucky as the refugees led by Maca and Lupine. To put it bluntly, a large number of people who have migrated is a burden to the cities that must accept them according to the order.

And for those people who have moved away in large numbers, there is actually a special title-"refugees".

Great turmoil occurred in the Muggle society in the UK. The Muggle Prime Minister was so stressed that he couldn't sleep every night, and his hair suddenly turned more than half white.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Maca failed to see the Prime Minister when he went to the manor where the royal family took refuge last night!

However, Maca's attention is obviously not on those Muggle refugees at present. Because, his eyes have always focused on the root of the problem, that is, that despicable Hai Erbo, and the large fog that he created.

But when it comes to the fog, obviously one has to take a look at the team of family wizards sent by Mr. Blois to explore the fog.

"As expected, it is the undisputed number one wizard family in France... Leaving nothing else aside, the number of people is already surprising enough."

In mid-air, Maca flew for a week close to the edge of the fog. Along the way, all he saw were camps with the banner of the Bulova family flying there. After a rough calculation, there must be at least several hundred people stationed here.

It's a pity that even though Willie's father sent so many people, among them were the elite of the family's wizards. But until now, no real information has been sent back to Fort Blois.

Is Haierbo in Kent at the moment? No one knows yet.