Chapter 912 Temptation or Invitation?

"The second..."

There was a chilling freezing sound, and Maca casually threw the completely frozen monster back into the room.

Just listening to the sound like a stone hitting the floor, this can only be much worse than the "partner" flying in the sky before!

After that, Maca hung in mid-air outside the window, closed his eyes again and carefully sensed the flow of magic power around him. Immediately, he chose a direction and rushed out again decisively.

In that room just now, he had already confirmed the signs that Hai Erbo had stayed just now. And judging from the sporadic residual magic power, Haierbo didn't choose to use space magic to leave, and... it seemed that he was still active in London.

To be honest, if Haierbo ran away, it would be very difficult for Maca to find a way to track him down. But if he still wants to do something, then Maca can follow the clues.

Not long after, the remaining traces of magic power extended all the way to an unknown path.

It was a passage between two rows of small apartment buildings—the kind a car could barely drive through. Maca stepped on the magic book, and after noticing that the fluctuation of magic power suddenly sank downward, he also descended to the middle of this aisle.

Since both sides are blocked by apartment buildings, the view here becomes narrower.

Maca knew that at first glance, this road was the kind of place that was very conducive to ambush. Once you walk in here, I am afraid that many people will have a feeling of "maybe someone will come out from the side at the next intersection".

But he also knew that if a smart person chooses to lay an ambush here, it is very likely that he will arrange it at the moment when he finally walks out of this narrow road.

Because in the whole process, people who walk in the middle often only subconsciously relax at that time.

Therefore, Maca hardly slowed down when passing this path, and even accelerated his flying speed by a few points on the way.

Sure enough, Haierbo did not disappoint him—the guy really prepared a "gift" for him here, and the gift was really placed on both sides of the exit of this path.

This time it's two "dementors"!

However, they never expected Maca to be so fast. The two monsters even swooped out from both sides in advance, but they still couldn't keep up with Maca's high speed, and could only watch him pass by in the middle.

And what they didn't expect was the moment when they couldn't dodge and collided with each other. Maca, who had already flown over, waved his staff with his backhand, and a ball of dazzling light suddenly lit up from the top of the staff.

However, at that second, Maca's eyes suddenly flashed a thoughtful look.

Immediately, the brilliance stopped abruptly, and then it turned into a blue-white beam that shot out suddenly.

"Boom!"

How could those two dementor-like monsters be able to resist the light beams formed by the power of rules? In a blink of an eye, they turned into two lumps of ice sculptures that were frozen together, and smashed heavily on the road.

After glancing back at the path, Maca casually dropped a small-area Muggle Repelling Curse near the ice sculpture, then left in a hurry and continued to fly forward.

Speaking of which,

If it wasn't too far away, it would be difficult to feel the scarce magic power left, and he probably didn't need to go down that path at all.

"...It seems that Haierbo is planning to lead me somewhere?" Maca thought secretly while flying along the magic wave, "Well, or...is this a special 'invitation'?"

As far as the few confrontations with Haierbo are concerned, he is almost sure that the other party will not underestimate him casually. Therefore, the current ambushes, which are good or bad, are not bad... It's more like a series of "little surprises" than an attack.

Of course, another possibility is that Haierbo didn't realize that it was Maca McLean who was chasing after him.

Unfortunately, the possibility of this is unlikely.

"Anyway, you'll know when you go!"

After muttering softly, Maca suddenly bent his knees slightly, and while leaning forward even more, his speed also increased sharply in an instant.

...

If it is said that when Maca solves those monsters that look like "dementors", it is like flowing clouds and water in one go;

Then, on the other side... the same monster was dealt with, but the stalemate showed everyone how different that monster was from ordinary dementors.

"Roar--"

A hollow roar resounded in the center of the square under the tall building, causing almost everyone to freeze.

When it was high in the sky before, the monster roared several times, but none of them were as terrifying as it is now. There seemed to be some kind of inexplicable power mixed in that roar, which made the listener feel hopeless that his life would be taken away in the next second.

To say that the ones most affected by that roar were the ordinary Muggles who were at the outermost edge at the moment.

Although for the monster squatting in the square, they could only see a touch of translucent gray, but the illusion of being swallowed was the strongest.

When people came to their senses one after another in a common hallucination, more than half of the people on the spot no longer dared to watch the fun anymore.

But even if they want to leave now, they can't do it anymore.

"Attention everyone, cheer up! It has been seriously injured, we just need to be careful, it will not be difficult to take it down."

In the square, it was Kingsley who was directing the scene. And on both sides of him, many Aurors and strikers lined up, each with a wand in his hand, and watched the monster cautiously.

They are obviously much better than the Muggles outside. Although they are closer, their strong willpower makes them mostly able to resist the strange influence of the roar.

However, in actual combat, even a pause in the blink of an eye can easily cost lives. Wizards like them who have seen many battles understand the dangers involved.

Therefore, they can only temporarily maintain a posture of standing still, looking for a gap to launch an attack.

And if you want to ask why the Muggles onlookers couldn't leave, it was directly caused by them.

In fact, Scrimgeour is smarter than Maca imagined.

He didn't wait there for too long after he had asked a few words from Crocker, the silent man of the Department of Mysteries, but failed to get any answers.

Because he waited and waited to figure it out, and just asking Mr. Bird who was good at miraculous biology didn't seem to bring him much benefit.

And after that.

Perhaps no one expected that Mr. Scrimgeour, who has never been good at communicating with people, decided to take the initiative to negotiate with the Muggle Prime Minister.

But when several ministers and secretaries were extremely surprised, Scrimgeour could only smile wryly in his heart and shake his head.

Of course he was unwilling to discuss cooperation with the Muggle Prime Minister who "knew nothing", but thinking that this shitty matter might still fall on his head in the end, it would be much better to communicate earlier than later!

So, after Scrimgeour's trip to the Prime Minister's office, he finally managed to open up the joints quickly with a bluff and a spell, allowing the Aurors and strikers under him to cooperate with the 1st Battalion of the Irish Guards in London.

While the Aurors and strikers were trying to solve the root cause of the problem against the monster, the Muggle soldiers cooperated with the Scotland Yard police to keep the Muggles at the scene within a certain range.

To be honest, this was the most appropriate solution Scrimgeour could think of. Not only can the Muggle military and police help at the same time, but the nearby Muggles get together afterwards, which is also convenient for the unified erasure of memories.

The only key is whether the Aurors can successfully deal with the monster, and whether the British royal family can fool it together.

You must know that the most difficult thing to deal with in the wizarding world is still the gang of pure-blood families, and they are also behind the Muggle royal family.

"In short, it will be up to Mr. McLean when the time comes..."

Scrimgeour had been busy for a long time, and now he finally returned to his office. Now he is holding the newly delivered report, but he can only mutter to himself.

He only knows that he has already done everything he can do, and he can only depend on the sky for the rest.

"Oh! Please, this can't be delayed any longer...Merlin bless you! No matter what, let's do it!"

Shaking the list in his hand, he threw it aside casually, then leaned back powerlessly on the chair.

...

It might be that Merlin really heard Scrimgeour's prayer. The Aurors and strikers at the scene finally stopped maintaining the stalemate and raised their wands one after another.

But in reality, they are forced.

At that time, the monster seemed to be in a bad mood because it had been watched by such a large crowd for too long. So, when the Aurors were still a little scared to go forward by the roar, it took the first step!

"Roar--"

Accompanied by another angry roar, the body that had been frozen by Maka's cold current barely floated up.

At this moment, it can be seen that its original black cloak, which was intact at the beginning, has become more dilapidated than ordinary dementors, and there are still a large piece of ice crystal debris hanging on it, and many ice shards will be shaken off when it moves.

And because it was already naked, its body was exposed in front of all the Aurors. Although the muscular physique that didn't look like a dementor was ashamed like an old puppet, he could still feel the powerful strength from the bulging muscles.

As for its face... because the cold current did not spread to its head, the hood it was wearing was still intact, only the red pupils were still clearly visible.

All in all, this is definitely not a simple dark magical creature like a dementor...

Oh, and perhaps it should be said - even the Dementors, who can easily despair and kill, are nowhere near the same.

Even if there are too many similarities between them.

"Be careful!" Kingsley shouted suddenly.

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