Chapter 915: The Kind Frena

"Shut up and go away!"

Logan's words are not so much blaming Kelu, but as wanting to protect Kelu.

After all, he himself is not sure whether Kelu's repeated rudeness will be exchanged for Maca's impatience. If Maca felt uncomfortable, the sentence "Long time no see" just now might really turn into "See you again".

But Logan didn't know that Maca didn't care about these trivial matters!

"Don't worry! He doesn't know about me..."

After casually speaking a few words with Logan, Maca strolled around the room under the hesitant gaze, and took a rough tour of the place.

Logan probably saw that Maca seemed to be looking for something, so he didn't continue to talk to him, but let him dangle in his small foothold.

As for the strong man Kelu who always didn't trust Maca, although he didn't say anything more under the warning of his elder brother Logan, he would definitely stare at Maca wherever he went, with a displeased expression on his face.

While Maca was inspecting the room, Logan slowed down a few steps, came to Kelu and reminded softly:

"If you don't want to die too soon, just watch your mouth! Also, put away your expression!"

"Brother, who is he...?"

Even though Kelu still refused to accept it, he still believed what Logan said.

I remember that not long ago, when Kelu was a wandering werewolf with no fixed place, he had a conflict with a group of black wizards somewhere.

And when he was about to be besieged to death by a black wizard,

It was Logan who rescued him with the other two werewolf brothers.

For this benefactor who saved his life, Kelu has already sworn to recognize him as his brother, and assist him to continue to extend a helping hand to other werewolf compatriots.

In Kelu's heart, Logan is such a leader who has great ambitions, but is sympathetic to the "wolves". And like such an outstanding person, naturally every word is worthy of trust.

But he just wasn't angry—for that little dwarf, Brother Logan, who was usually kind and amiable to everyone, actually yelled at himself!

Oh! Back when my father was still around, even he never yelled at me... Although my childhood toy was a woodcutter...

"How long have you been coming to London with me, and you still don't know the name 'Maka Maclean'?" Logan said, glaring at Kelu again, "Anyway, please be quiet and read the newspaper more often ——Starting tomorrow, I will order a whole year's "Daily Prophet" for you to read!"

He was warning Kelu in a low voice, but Maca who was still on the other side of the room suddenly turned around.

"I think so! You guys are already exhausted enough to live in this place, so don't bother you guys by subscribing to the Daily Prophet..." He waved his hands and said, "I must order some reading material I'd recommend The Quibbler instead - at least it doesn't have the 'lie that looks a lot like the truth'."

Speaking of this, he paused casually, and then said: "By the way, I will not kill people just because your brother is not polite... I am not one of those damn dark wizards!"

After finishing speaking, Macafu went into Logan's small room at the far end to take a look, and then quickly backed out.

"Well, it seems that nothing strange has been mixed in here for the time being..." He shrugged at Logan, "But I still suggest that you leave here first--as I said just now, there is a very powerful black man The wizard has hidden somewhere in this block. If you don't go, you can only bet your life that he won't find you..."

Speaking up to this point, the explanation is actually quite clear—at least Logan must have preliminarily understood the seriousness of the matter through Maca's attitude.

So, Maca immediately took out a portkey from the pocket at his waist, and placed it on the bar next to him.

"It can send you to Knockturn Alley, I believe you know how to use it," he said to Logan, "As for whether to go or not, you can decide for yourself!"

Maca didn't come here to save people. In fact, he hadn't expected that Logan and his group of werewolves were still alive and kicking.

"Well, I've got to go first—the guy's still waiting for me to find him!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the door he came in, and when he passed Logan, he stopped for a while.

"Whenever you want to visit Leni and Lena, you can write to me anytime—"

"wait!"

After Maca finished the last sentence, she was about to go out again, but Logan suddenly called out to stop herself.

"What's wrong?" He turned around, wondering.

"Hmm..." Seeing Maca looking towards him, Logan hesitated for a few seconds, "I want to say, although I may be the only one, but... can I help?"

"Oh?"

Of course, Maca didn't need their werewolf helpers at all, but he didn't immediately refuse.

It's just that he didn't follow the trend and agreed to the other party, but just looked at Logan calmly. Because he knew that Logan, who had a good understanding of his own strength, would definitely not easily say "help".

Sure enough, after Logan hesitated for a while, he suddenly said in a deep voice:

"Mr. McLean, can I have a chat with you alone?"

...

Just when Maca went all the way to the "werewolf lair" in the basement of the apartment, and was about to talk to Logan, the current werewolf leader, the Aurors and strikers headed by Kingsley had a conversation with the wolf wolf. The monsters are in full swing.

On the other side of the roof of another building, Muggle uncle Victor Jr. and trainee secretary Frena watched silently with different expressions.

The expressions on the faces of these two people were one stunned and the other admiring. Who would have thought that they were watching the same "big show"?

"Oh! That's a magic shackle made of alchemy—they're about to grab it!"

Suddenly, Frena stretched out her hand and pointed straight at the center of the square. Fortunately, this time, even little Victor could see the chains, so he showed a rare expression of surprise.

However, as I said just now, this is really a "big show". And drama, there are always some surprising changes.

"Get down!"

It was Frena who suddenly sensed something was wrong, but she saw that while she was yelling, she dragged the little Victor beside her to the ground.

Poor little Victor was pulled so violently by her that he almost fell off the edge of the roof, but luckily he shrank his head back at the last moment.

And then, with a soft "hula", a shadow suddenly flew past the two of them.

After the thing flew past, little Victor was able to raise his head and take a look.

"Oh my God!"

The monster on the bottom that was half-frozen by Maca had already made the Aurors have to work so hard, and now another one flew out from nowhere-is this still killing people?

That's right, what just flew over the two of them was another black-cloaked monster with a slightly different appearance, but overall very similar to a dementor!

"May Merlin bless them..." Frena couldn't help muttering to herself.

It's a pity that they were still worrying or praying for Kingsley downstairs, but they couldn't expect that the monster would turn around and rush towards their position after flying over their heads. come over!

"What, what's going on?" "Shut up!"

Little Victor and Frena spoke at almost the same time.

Obviously, from Frena's words, it can be seen that she has realized that the exclamation should have caught the monster's attention.

But she knew that Gui knew, didn't the phrase "don't talk" come out again?

Seeing that the monster turned around too quickly, Frena realized that she might not have time to take care of little Victor, a Muggle. If she tried to help the other person, she might get caught.

But even so, she did not give up on each other.

She quickly drew out her wand, trying to throw out a spell, and she also hurriedly rolled to the side to avoid it.

"Flying sand and rolling stones!"

The target of Frena's spell is not that monster—she has discovered the powerlessness of ordinary spells from the attacks of the Aurors downstairs just now, so her spell with the effect of blowing away is a direct attack. For little Victor.

"Oh!"

When the curse came to him, Little Victor suddenly felt a dull pain in his ribs, and then he was knocked and flew a long way. When he stopped rolling on his side, he only felt a burning pain where the curse hit, probably his ribs were broken.

But anyway, he successfully avoided the monster's attack.

As for Fleena, it was obviously much more unlucky.

Because she didn't have time to leave too far, when the monster flew past, she was grabbed by the arm accurately and pulled up by the monster.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had been taken into the air by the monster.

In a hurry, Frena didn't cry out out of fear. Because of the cold aura originating from the monster, her thinking became a little dull, and she couldn't think fully for a while.

"Roar--"

The monster seemed to be unsatisfied, and suddenly roared loudly again. The roar mixed with the impact of soul seemed to explode in Fleina's ears, and finally shocked her into a complete loss of consciousness.

"damn it!"

On the roof, little Victor clutched his ribs, anxiously watching the little girl being caught by the monster and flying higher and higher, but he was completely helpless.

As an ordinary Muggle new to the wizarding world, he had the idea of ​​becoming a wizard for the first time.

"Damn it, damn it... what should I do?"

He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, enduring the pain and pacing back and forth, his eyes always staying on the monster in the air.

Unknowingly, Little Victor suddenly became stunned.

"What, what's going on?" He murmured to himself in some astonishment.

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