Chapter 771 The Hulk Who Forgot to Paint

"...So, let me get what I want by myself!"

Seeing that the man in the Muggle coat didn't seem to want to say anything, Maca spread his hands and walked forward.

This man seemed to be the leader of the group, and from the recollections of the previous Mr. Smith, that seemed to be the case.

Maca thought that he might be able to get a more comprehensive answer from his head.

However, most likely, this man doesn't like being flipped through his memories at random... Yes! If anything, who would like such a thing?

After only two steps forward, Maca immediately saw the other party pointing the wand in his hand at him, and then a powerful spell ray shot towards him.

"Oh!"

As Maca stretched out his hand, the spell suddenly exploded in front of him as if it had hit an invisible wall.

In the next moment, Maca grabbed and pulled back his outstretched hand.

It can be seen that the magic wand pointed at him was suddenly pulled into his hand by Maca, as if bound by an invisible silk thread.

"To be honest, I don't want to hurt anyone at all, I just want to find out whether the organization behind you will affect my life." He took the opponent's wand and spread his hands, "If the answer is 'No Yeah', I don't care what nonsense you guys are doing..."

Just as he was talking, Maca suddenly waved his hand.

"Ah, I'm sorry! I've been a little upset recently, and this feeling always makes people simple-minded..." He sighed, "Yeah! How could the answer be 'no'? You are related to that alchemist, So from the second that bald head appeared in front of me, you will definitely set foot in my life."

At this point, Maca broke the wand in his hand with a "click" and threw it at his feet.

"Don't worry about it, let me take a look, where do you want to go after that—" He looked at the other party and said loudly, "Really, this makes me look like a villain in a movie!"

In fact, Maca really couldn't understand the actions of their group.

These people are well-trained and decisive, and the purpose of their actions is actually quite clear-to find a way to go to Azkaban through the door under the Ministry of Magic.

As for whether he wants to rob the prison or ask questions, it is still uncertain at the moment!

But what puzzled Maca the most was that apart from performing tasks, these guys never showed any violent tendencies like dark wizards from beginning to end.

It doesn't matter whether they are strictly disciplined or restricted by others, or even just because they don't want to cause more troubles in the British magic world.

But just as those fragments in Smith's memory showed Maca, these people were calm and self-disciplined in every detail like ordinary people, which made Maca doubtful.

"……come on!"

Maca walked in front of the other party, and was about to reach out to control him, but saw a flash of determination in the other party's eyes. And at the next moment, a violent wave of magic power spread from the opponent's body like magma boiling.

"Don't... get close... to me..."

"Well?"

Maca suddenly noticed that the body of the guy in front of him seemed to be undergoing some kind of change.

Under the overcoat, all the muscles in his body seemed to be shaking, and his shoulders, chest, arms, and thighs all began to swell.

"Animagus Transformation?"

After a few glances, Maca suddenly waved his hand, and an extremely powerful floating spell lifted the opponent's entire body off the ground.

Even if it was a particularly rare ability, he didn't have the habit of letting the enemy show it in front of him.

For Maca, this is a good time for Legilimency - because this guy's expression is very ferocious, and his eyes are also very wide!

The next moment, Yasa, who was forcibly lifted into the air, finally had no choice but to look at Maca.

Immediately, his body, which was still trembling, wriggling, and swelling, shook violently.

But just a few seconds later, Maca frowned and threw the guy back to the ground.

"what happened?"

In just a few seconds just now, what Maca saw was only a large area of ​​blurred memories. It was as if... this man was forcing himself to forget everything about the past.

But Maca knew that this was impossible—there was no sign of using the Oblivion Curse just now.

And when Maca was puzzled, still staring at the guy on the ground, he found that the guy was still expanding and getting bigger. Soon, the opponent's muscles, which had become more and more gnarled, tore through his clothes and were exposed to the air.

In fact, this scene will not make Maka feel weird, because some wizards with relatively large Animagus forms will always have this situation when they transform.

But Maca didn't think that this was a kind of Animagus transformation—this guy's transformation process was a bit long, and his size seemed...a bit too big?

"Roar--"

Suddenly, a roar sounded from the opponent's throat. At this time, Asaph had become a huge physique nearly three times that of ordinary people. If you want to say what he looks like now, you can only say that this is...

"The Hulk who forgot to paint himself?" Maca tilted his head and subconsciously said to himself.

But then, what responded to him was a violent punch!

"Oh!"

Maca's reaction was quick, and his speed was even faster. A huge fist suddenly passed quickly in front of him, bringing up a strong air current and plucking the hair on his forehead.

But other than that, the sudden attack didn't affect him any more.

"The fist is very heavy, and the strength is much greater... The speed of the shot is also very fast..."

Just thinking about it, Maca waved his right hand accordingly, and a powerful stun spell accurately hit the opponent's strong chest.

But after bearing the blow head-on, the man who suddenly became extremely strong didn't even take half a step back. No, not only that, that guy actually sprinted towards Maca!

"boom!"

This is the sound made by the opponent kicking the cracked floor, which is as heavy as a giant monster pounding the ground.

It's a pity that it is impossible to pose any threat to Maca with physical strength alone, because the speed that Maca can reach is much faster than him.

Maca shattered the window suddenly and jumped out, and the strong guy broke through the wall immediately, as easily as a child pushing away building blocks.

Not long after, the two sides started chasing each other on the wide grass outside the mansion.

"Oh, the owner of this house seems to be the head of the Portkey Office?"

While observing the other party, Maca also took the time to glance at the third floor of the house, there were obviously some spectators enjoying the farce behind some windows.

"I can only hope that he can get a signed document about the compensation from Scrimgeour..."

The reason why Maca is still so leisurely here is probably because he needs to distract himself a little bit. Because he felt that he seemed to have found some surprising doubts in the "big man" behind him.

In fact, it can be seen from the appearance of the other party that the guy still maintains a humanoid body structure. If it is only about body shape, an expansion spell can achieve a similar effect.

But judging from the overall strength of that guy, there is only one kind of creature Maca that is similar to it——a giant!

That's right, even the giant's close relative, the "giant", couldn't take the stun spell that Maca had cast just now without any damage.

And to complete such an astonishing transformation... Animagus, who can only transform into non-magic species, can almost be ruled out.

With such a step-by-step confirmation, there are fewer and fewer possibilities that Maca can think of. However, he just tried to guess something from this ability.

Maca still knows nothing about the mysterious organization behind the other party, so he must try his best to catch everything that may be a clue.

Fortunately, as the possibilities continued to decrease, his thinking also became clearer.

"...Could it be that wizards can really transform into giants?"

...

When Maca took a big guy for a pleasant "walk" on a certain grassland, a very ordinary civilian airliner was slowly slowing down and descending towards the runway of London City Airport.

It didn't take long for the plane to come to a steady stop, followed by a black car driving straight to a position not far from the plane.

Immediately, four men in suits opened the door and walked out of the car.

"You wait here, I will pick up the boss."

After one of them said that, the other three immediately nodded and leaned against the car to wait quietly.

As for the one who spoke, he immediately turned around and hurried towards the gangway of the plane.

At this moment, the passengers on the airliner were all going down, but the man in the suit shook his sleeves a little, and a magic wand slipped into his hand immediately.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it lightly, and saw those passengers rushed towards the airport's disembarkation gate in a hurry as if they suddenly remembered something.

On the contrary, the man walked back to the plane by stepping on the steps of the gangway.

After a while, the other three people who were leaning on the car suddenly stood up straight, turned their heads and looked at the plane in unison.

It turned out that the companion who boarded the plane just now had already come out, and in front of him, there was still an old man in black in a wheelchair floating.

"Heman...cough cough, Yasa over there..."

"Oh, actually, I don't know too well," the man replied before the old man finished speaking, "but I think... the situation is not very optimistic..."

"Is that so..." The old man nodded calmly and said, "Ahem...you should be pessimistic..."

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