Chapter 868 Melee in Haifa City

confusion!

I think it would be difficult to find another word to describe the current scene in Haifa except for the word "chaos".

The light of the curse flickered here and there, from among various street buildings, into the dim night, flickering like silent lightning piercing the darkness.

However, in Haifa City at this moment, not only wizard groups belonging to two parties are active.

Israel is a country that has experienced a lot of wars, and its port city Haifa has also changed hands several times, so this Muggle city is particularly sensitive to wars.

Speaking of which, before the establishment of Israel, she was once ruled by the United Kingdom and became a British enclave dedicated to oil refining.

But tonight, when Haierbo's manpower spread out, it didn't take long for a helicopter to observe the situation.

Although the three helicopters before and after were shot down without any effect, it can be seen from Haifa's reaction speed that she will not be killed as quickly as Haierbo imagined at first.

After that, the city of Haifa seemed to prove it, and the military force was pulled out at once. Even though the high-level officials in Haifa City must have not figured out what was going on, they still had to do everything they could to deal with it.

Hai Erbo stood on the top of a tall building, looking at the city in the dark with a blank expression.

He stood firmly on his feet, as if everything that happened in front of him didn't have much impact on him. Even if his actions tonight were completely forced to start, even if the power of Muggles was completely different from what he remembered, his attitude would be the same.

Yes, at least on the surface, he still dismisses all this.

However, Haierbo can remain unmoved by this, and let his temporarily transformed "subordinates" fight with their lives. But Aginbad, who was also observing the command at this time, was in a different mood.

"Go, immediately inform the members of the federation to urgently discuss the solution for Muggle Haifa City! Be sure to tell them that the Muggle Naval Base in Haifa City has been alarmed!"

He grabbed the arm of a certain reviewer and spoke hastily before letting go. Then he thought about it left and right, but once again grabbed the inspector who left in response.

"If any of them ask the question 'what is the naval base', explain it to them..." Aginbad gritted his teeth, "Then tell those people, I will propose to revoke their membership in the next meeting vote!"

Hearing this, the reviewer nodded repeatedly, and then Aginbad let go of his grip on the other party's clothes.

But when the guy was about to apparate back, Akinbad stretched out his hand to him for the third time, and because the force of the grab was too much, he staggered.

"and also--"

The president of the federation hesitated for a long time this time, and finally nodded as if he had made an important decision.

"Send another letter to Mr. Maca McLean from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... No, you go there yourself and ask him to come here for emergency! This matter should be put before the two things I just said do it."

Akinbad originally wanted to go by himself, but at present he really can't leave.

After all, the "legendary Haierbo" hasn't shown up until now. As the president who personally led everyone here, he must hold the line here.

"I understand." The reviewer responded honestly, but soon hesitated and said, "President, do you...do you have anything else to say?"

Akinbad, who was upset, naturally didn't give him a good look, and glared at him at that time.

"Go!"

...

Today is the day when Maca rarely gets to bed to sleep recently. And, it was also one of the rare days when he planned to sleep through the night.

It's just...Of course, since he received Akinbad's letter during the day and afternoon, he didn't expect to be able to really sleep until dawn.

But now, when Maca was still sleeping soundly in bed, a faint sound coming in from the window easily disturbed his dream.

"...Mr. McLean...Mr. McLean? McLean..."

Maca's breathing stopped suddenly, and a few seconds later, his eyelids rolled a few times with the eyeballs inside, and then he let out a long breath.

"...have pity on my Peking Duck, it's still hanging in the duck oven!"

He murmured, struggling to open his eyelids.

"But again...it's just a dream, do you want it to be so real? It actually started from buying ducks in the vegetable market...Is it me who opened Quan ○ De?"

From coming to this world until now, the chances of him dreaming about that period of his past life are getting lower and lower... Okay! This may also be the relationship between him not sleeping well all the time.

Without thinking too much, Maca put aside the dream just now, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

It didn't take long, he packed himself up as he was already prepared, and hurried all the way to the layman.

"Professor McGonagall," he met McGonagall who was also going down the stairs, "Oh, professor, go back to sleep! I know who is looking for me outside... I'll just deal with it."

Maca noticed at a glance that Mag came down in a hurry.

I saw that the button of the other party's jacket was neatly buttoned, but there was still a touch of light blue that seemed to be out of place inside the collar - I'm afraid he was still wearing a nightgown inside!

But compared to the messy clothes, Mag's thinking was quite clear. She didn't care about Maca's persuasion, but frowned slightly and said:

"Is it something about Akinbad? Something went wrong in the Israeli magic world?"

In fact, Maca really didn't want to worry about the principal who was busy at Hogwarts all day long. But he also knew that even if he didn't say anything, McGonagall would soon learn about some of the latest situations.

So after thinking for a while, he had no choice but to smile frankly.

"I think...there's probably a fight over there right now," he said, "you know, it's Haierbo and the Union's people—"

Just as he was speaking, he heard another call from outside the castle, and he couldn't help but shrugged again.

"Looking at how anxious they are, maybe Muggle's war power is also... Well, in short, Mr. President Akinbad should be anxious at this time."

"Then they want you to go over..."

Mag looked at Maca, first looked up and down, and then even stretched out his hand to tidy up his clothes. It wasn't until she straightened the collar of Maca's robe that she patted his arm and nodded in satisfaction.

"Go! Be careful, and come back if you're in danger—don't be careless."

Maca could understand that Professor McGonagall's actions did not represent her identity as the headmaster of Hogwarts, but her care as an ordinary elder.

If it was the former, she wouldn't be able to say "come back if you are in danger".

Maca understood better that the fundamental reason why Professor McGonagall showed such an attitude to him was a topic he had discussed with McGonagall some time ago.

"Ok, I know."

He nodded slightly, and then he didn't say anything, and quickly turned around and continued downstairs.

...

"...Mr. McLean! You finally came out...Ah! I mean, Mr. Akimbard is expecting you to come to the rescue! Please do help—"

At the school gate, while Maca turned around and closed the iron gate, he was also listening to the earnest pleading of the councilor behind him.

As for the people who came out of the federation, it would certainly be impossible to be so shy and ask for help on weekdays - it's too late for others to ask them!

But once there is a big problem, they have to turn to ask some real capable and powerful wizards.

The magic world has been a place of strength since ancient times, even if the situation in the modern magic world seems to be continuously moving closer to the concept of Muggle society.

"Stop it!" Maca turned around and said after reattaching the defensive magic to the school gate, "Tell me briefly, what's the situation over there? Especially the Muggle side level of involvement."

After Maka interrupted, the thin-looking inspector finally stopped talking and recalled a bit.

To say that this person is really honest enough, no matter how chaotic Haifa City is tonight, he is still right, and he is not afraid that Maca will not want to go at all after hearing about it.

You know, Maca directly rejected the invitation of their president this afternoon.

After hearing the scene described by the other party, Maca couldn't help being a little surprised.

What surprised him wasn't the quick response of the Muggles in Haifa City, but that Haierbo actually managed to recruit so many men to make trouble during the time gap when the Federation was urgently organizing manpower!

"Okay," Maca thought for a while, and then immediately said, "You should still have tasks, so go ahead! I'll go over and see the situation..."

Naturally, he couldn't understand some of the more critical elements of this matter based on the reviewer's words alone. However, there are some things that can be predicted in advance - even if he does not have the blood of a prophet, let alone any inexplicable astrology.

After standing still for a while, Maca raised his head and whistled, then took out a pen and paper, and wrote a letter with the Levitation Charm.

And when he finished writing the letter, the owl Mafa just flew over from the Forbidden Forest and took the initiative to pick up the rolled parchment.

Maca raised his arm halfway, and whispered a few words to Mafa standing on his arm. Following him, he raised his hand and watched Mafa flapping his wings and disappearing into the night.

After completing the necessary preparations, not long after, his figure standing at the school gate also disappeared with a burst of space distortion.

But when he appeared from another place, he only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and his whole body was suddenly wrapped in a chill...

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