Chapter 773 Meeting Azkaban

"What's the matter with her? It's all here, don't you want to get in?"

Outside Azkaban, Maca followed the two of them for a short while on the edge of the deserted island—he thought that the woman would try to enter the prison, but soon he discovered that the other party was still some distance away from the prison. It stopped at a distance.

Maca didn't believe that she would suddenly regret something... You know, before this, this group of people almost risked their lives to rush forward!

"So... are you thinking about how to get through the guard's line of defense?"

After continuing to observe for a while, Maca immediately shook his head.

"It doesn't look like it."

At this time, not far from Maca's hiding place, Miriam sat on a rock very casually.

Instead of caring about the young assistant minister beside her, she rubbed her face vigorously. From Maka's angle, she could only see her side face, but even so, Maka could detect a trace of fatigue gradually emerging from the other's expression.

She should be tired. She has encountered so many things in just one afternoon. While being exhausted, he had to avoid Maca's pursuit, and no one would be able to go anywhere easily.

In fact, even Maca, who has always had an advantage, is somewhat tired now.

"You can't just want to take a break to refresh your mind, right?" Maca leaned against a certain rock, looked sideways, and secretly said, "Or...are you actually waiting for someone to meet here? "

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to take a look in the direction of the fort prison at all, such a thought flashed through his mind, and then he immediately turned his head and glanced at the place where he came and went.

The only door leading to Azkaban did not move at all. Obviously, there were only him and the other two on the island outside the prison.

But at this moment, Maca's ears moved slightly, and a slight voice was faintly coming from the distant sky.

It's almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

It stands to reason that you can still see wonderful sunshine, soft sandy beaches, and bright sea horizons on the island at this time, but in Azkaban, these natural landscapes full of positive energy may not be seen a few times a year. back.

On this island, the sky is often dark, and the air always seems to be covered with a thick or thin layer of gray gauze. That seems to tell everyone that this place is simply a real dead place that refuses guests to visit.

Yes, this is actually a "dead place" - at least for those Muggles.

In fact, this sea area is equivalent to another Bermuda Triangle in the North Sea in the perception of Muggles. Shipwrecks and plane crashes used to happen frequently, but they wanted to investigate but found nothing.

But in fact, they have never been to Azkaban at all, and even the wreckage on the bottom of the sea is distributed in another sea area not far from this small island.

"The sound of a helicopter...?"

Maca believes that he should have heard correctly, but is it possible to hear the sound of helicopter rotors here?

Suddenly, Maca turned his head, frowned towards the direction of the sound, and actually saw a small black spot gradually enlarging in the distant sky.

And at the moment when Maca was staring into the distance, another voice suddenly sounded from not far away from him.

"coming!"

That voice was not loud, but outside this barren prison, no matter how small the voice was, it would not be easily missed by Maca's ears.

It was the woman who spoke.

"Oh, are you really waiting for someone..." Maca asked suspiciously, "It's understandable, but...why did you come by helicopter?"

Like Hogwarts, near Azkaban, the vast majority of Muggle equipment fails. As a wizard, the woman should know something about this, right?

Sure enough, when Maca looked at the black spot in the sky again, he saw that the helicopter shook suddenly, and the speed of the rotor dropped a lot.

Soon, the helicopter began to fall with a very obvious loss of control, and it seemed that it was about to go directly to the sea to take a bath.

But at this very moment, the helicopter whose rotor seemed to have stopped running suddenly stopped falling, and then moved straight towards the island as if it was supported by a big hand.

"It seems that someone who can't be underestimated has come?"

Maca looked at the "iron bump" that was getting closer, and couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant.

The helicopter is really not light. The weight of several tons is not something that ordinary wizards can lift up with a levitation spell-not to mention that it was still falling out of control just now!

While thinking this way, Maca took out another bottle of Immortal Hidden Elixir to supplement the invisibility effect for himself.

The helicopter came very quickly, and it landed steadily not far from Miriam, and two men in suits came out of the cabin.

And behind those two people, Seaman, who was also wearing a black suit, also came out pushing the wheelchair the old man was sitting on.

"Go to the fortress and take a look at the situation first...cough..." The old man gently raised his finger on the armrest, "Go! Just put me here."

"Well, I see."

Seaman nodded, and walked straight towards the prison, winking at Miriam frivolously as he passed by.

"boss."

Seeing this, Miriam, who had already stood up from the rock, rushed to the old man's side immediately, and consciously walked behind him to hold the handle of the wheelchair.

"Millie..." the old man looked up at the Black Rock Fortress, and said calmly, "You are the only one left?"

"I'm sorry, boss..." Miriam couldn't help pursing her lips when she heard this, "Yes, I'm the only one left...Probably."

"No, you don't have to apologize for that," the old man smiled lightly, and the wrinkles on his face deepened, "It's me who should apologize... cough cough cough... it's all because of my own selfishness. Make you all have to..."

"No!" Millian put her hand on the old man's skinny shoulder immediately, and said in a low voice, "There is no 'have to', it never happened...you picked up the lives of us children, no One would not want to."

As she spoke, she paused for a moment, then looked at the obscure sky and said, "To be honest, before closing your eyes, you can take a look at the city that you remember when you were young. That's enough to say."

"...Really?" The old man blinked and said calmly.

Miriam nodded again immediately - she knew that even though she was standing behind the old man, her every move was under the old man's control.

While the two were talking quietly, the other two men in suits didn't speak. They just stood around the old man and listened silently.

After no one spoke, in this desolate and drowsy wasteland, only the sound of distant waves beating against the reef continued.

However, Seaman, who went to the prison to inquire first, didn't give them too much time to be silent. After a while, the guy trotted back.

"Boss, there are a total of eighteen wizards guarding the guard towers at the four corners of the prison and inside and outside the gate. The strength is average, but it can't be solved casually..."

While waving his hands, he said with a smile: "Of course, if I have to go and solve everything, it's not impossible!"

"No...cough cough...there's no need for that..."

As the old man said, he took out a small test tube from the pocket of his coat, and motioned slightly towards Seaman.

"Thank you for your hard work, go fly around!"

"Oh, look at what you said! No hard work, no hard work—"

Seaman nodded immediately, took the glass test tube from the old man's hand, and put it in his mouth. And after that, he actually just started taking off his clothes.

"Can't you prepare a few more sets to take with you?" Miriam immediately reprimanded coldly, "Even if we just go to the Muggle mall to buy some, we don't need that little money!"

"Hi!" Ximan smiled irrationally with his upper body bare, and said vaguely with a test tube in his mouth, "What a waste!"

Just as he was talking, he took off his pants, then suddenly trotted a few steps, raised his hand and stuffed the pants to Miriam's hand.

"You don't want to live now?" Miriam shrank her hand, but then she swung it back and hit Seaman's face, "Be careful, I'll tie you up and throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

"Oh, all right, all right!"

Seeing that she seemed to be really angry, Ximan hastily took a few steps back holding his trousers. He knew that if he really annoyed the lady, he would suffer.

After saying that with a playful smile, Ximan leaned over to pick up all the clothes, folded them and put them aside, then took a deep breath suddenly.

And at the next moment, the frivolous smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a surprisingly serious and dignified expression.

"drink--"

After a low growl, the skin all over his body immediately swelled and changed color, and the outline of his whole body distorted and grew bigger.

Maca saw that his mouth began to protrude, his eyes became narrow and long, his arms retracted to his sides, and his legs gradually turned back. This is obviously a deformation, but it is not a giant like Asaph.

Only the body size is extraordinarily huge, even if compared with giants, it may not be too inferior.

Seaman's transformation speed may be faster than Biasa's. Not long after, Maca watched a giant bird in the sky that he had seen once - the thunderbird soared into the sky and flew straight to the sky.

The airflow caused by the kick off the ground made Maca narrow his eyes slightly, and he followed Miriam and the others to raise his head, already knowing what the other party was going to do.

In the next moment, as if to confirm what Maca wanted in his heart, clouds as black as ink began to gather over Azkaban.

A thunderstorm is imminent.

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