Chapter 1647 Draco's Theory of Sacrifice

"Hmph... Didn't Hai Erbo get seriously injured by that McLean guy? And it seems that his injury is too serious to recover easily, so he can only disappear for so long alone! And when he was in London for the sake of Judging by everything he did to 'create' that terribly strong body, what he needed to heal his injuries..."

"...Maybe it's also a large number of 'deaths', right?"

At this very moment, Malfoy was striding down the Muggle streets.

As he walked, he smiled and told Ens and others behind him his conjecture, and when he said the word "death", he even casually pointed at the passers-by around him.

To be honest, what he was expressing was indeed very clear - he wanted to use the death of a Muggle to lure Hai Erbo out!

But right now behind Malfoy, the expressions of the three of them, including Enns, are very complicated - Alexander is disbelieving and angry, and Pansy is always looking at each other's back with anxiety.

As for Erns, he was probably the calmest of the three, and he even seemed to agree with some of Malfoy's views.

However, even Ens, who also believed that Maca was often timid, disagreed with Malfoy's current plan.

Yes, if I had to say it, it might really be like the first sentence Pansy said when he showed up before - Malfoy, I'm afraid he's gone crazy after holding it in for too long!

However, having said that, they had to admit that Malfoy's speculation was quite likely to be correct.

Even so far, Maca is the only one who has really seen Haierbo's injuries. But thinking about it carefully according to Malfoy's thinking, isn't Haierbo's inexplicably powerful body now bought by slaughtering a large number of Muggles and wizards?

So... If it is only about whether Malfoy's plan is feasible, at least the three of Enns and the others cannot refute it.

It's just that a plan like this that flouts Muggle life is ridiculous from the very beginning, isn't it?

Leaving aside the fact that Alexander was born as a Muggle, even Pansy, a pure-blooded person like Enns who doesn't care about other people's feelings at all, can't stand Malfoy's devilish thoughts.

But to say that the most creepy thing now is Malfoy's calm and natural demeanor on the surface.

He still has a clear mind up to this moment, obviously fully understanding what he is doing, and it can even be said that he undoubtedly came up with this plan after a lot of deliberation.

Malfoy knew from the moment he left the Revolution with Enns and Alexander until now—even when Pansy sneaked away under the cover of Alexander just now to deliver a letter to the wizard at Castle Blois.

Because after Pansy came back, he directly made it clear that "notifying Maca of this matter" was also within the scope of his plan.

And when Pansy asked Malfoy why, he actually replied that he was very clear that he was not Hai Erbo's opponent, even though the opponent should still be seriously injured.

"...Oh, speaking of it...Parkinson, your magical strength seems to be much stronger than before, right? Just now, I was actually thinking before, with Wolfe, Taon and me alone, maybe There is no way to cause too many casualties in a short period of time! Since you are also here, please help me by the way!"

Just as the three of them followed each other silently with similar emotions, Malfoy in front suddenly stopped and turned around, and made the request to Pansy solemnly.

"Hey! Parkinson, don't you like me? Now that it's over, don't make any more fuss, just do what I say! I know, you'll help me, won't you?"

Pansy probably didn't even know how to answer. She opened her mouth several times in a row, but in the end she swallowed all the words that came to her lips.

In the end, she still didn't say anything after all, she just pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Why don't you talk?" Malfoy suddenly frowned when he saw this, "Is there something wrong with my plan? Think about it, that guy McLean is not cruel enough, so he became what he is now—— "

"He's bound by his so-called 'friends', by the girls he likes, and doesn't even seem to want to sacrifice every Muggle. A soft-hearted guy like him, with all his power, wants to When will we defeat the cold-blooded and ruthless Hai Erbo?"

"The more indecisive and indecisive he is, the more unwilling he is to see death and sacrifice, the more people will die in the end! Isn't it like this?"

Speaking of this, Malfoy couldn't help but sneered, and then he spread his hands and said:

"And I've already figured it out—to deal with a vicious black wizard like Hai Erbo, one should not be afraid of sacrifice! As long as he can be removed from this world, as long as the disaster can no longer continue, including you and me, Anyone can be a victim of victory! If I die, the Malfoy family will keep it; if you die, the Parkinson family will be proud of you... Isn't it?"

"So, tell me!" Suddenly, Malfoy looked at the three of them, raised his chin and said proudly, "I'm not afraid of death, how about you?"

Unknowingly, Malfoy, Pansy and the others, who were speaking with pride, didn't notice that the number of people on this Muggle street seemed to be becoming less and less following the former's speech.

Until Malfoy's "Where are you?" leisurely settled down, the street, which was still quite lively, was suddenly dead silent.

What about people? Where have they all gone?

Of course they won't be scared away by Malfoy's "passionate speech", because even if his remarks must sound strange and inexplicable to Muggles, it will not make uninformed Muggles feel like He left in a hurry as if under a banishing spell.

Then, there seems to be only one possibility—what force is guiding this scene to happen quietly.

"what happened?"

Regardless of whether it was due to magic or not, even the noise on the street suddenly disappeared, and it was naturally impossible for the four of them to fail to notice it.

At this moment, Enns was the first to speak. He ignored Malfoy, who was talking to himself, but quickly looked around for a week.

It's a pity that, apart from the Muggle shops that were open until just now, but are now completely empty, there is only this deserted street.

No pedestrians, no vehicles, nothing.

And at the next moment, a faint voice suddenly came from nowhere:

"Cough, I heard...you want to find me?"