Chapter 1204 Suspicious Retreat

"Aberforth, that's fine, come in quickly!"

Hearing Kingsley's shout from the door of the Leaky Cauldron, Aberforth did not hesitate, and retreated towards them as he said.

Just now, the lunatic who was knocked down by his explosive spell suffered another blow from a rock. Although the opponent still forcibly rolled over to avoid it when he fell to the ground, his arm was still broken. Now, that guy finally knows to retreat.

However, although one mad wizard retreated, more ordinary dark wizards were attracted by the sound of the battle. No matter how good Aberforth was at fighting, he knew that he couldn't defeat so many people by himself.

After retreating into the bar door, watching the magic barrier rise again after a short period of time, he twisted his shoulders and casually said to Kingsley and the others:

"It seems that even if that bastard is really crazy, he can only be said to be 'limitedly crazy'... A real crazy person will not choose to retreat just because he has a broken arm."

But beside Aberforth, Kingsley shook his head accordingly.

"No," he said, "When I led people to fight them outside, I also encountered a lunatic who was similar to the one just now... Do you know? Even if our entire leg was blown off by our joint efforts, that guy They are still frantically grabbing the ground with their hands and crawling towards us!"

Speaking of this, Kingsley couldn't help but said cautiously:

"So in my opinion, there may be other reasons why the lunatic outside retreated suddenly... You see, there are many black wizards outside now, but none of them are thickened with outstanding fighting ability like him .So I think, maybe someone is summoning the leader past in a way that we can't detect!"

Before the words fell, Sirius raised his brows immediately.

"You mean... Hai Erbo?"

"Hmph," Aberforth frowned, and snorted, "Who else is there besides that old man?"

Even though he seldom leaves the Pig's Head Bar on weekdays, he obviously has a lot of information and information very clearly. Not to mention knowing it well, at least it may not be too far behind Kingsley and Sirius.

And this is all because he not only has the ciphertext of the materials delivered by Lu Ping every day, but also has accumulated many sources of information for his own reference over the years.

To know,

In the early years of the Order of the Phoenix, Aberforth would often help his brother Albus to collect all kinds of gossip.

Not long after, the three people who finally met in this bar had a casual conversation about Hai Erbo, and they put aside these clueless guesses for the time being.

And I heard Sirius suddenly turn around and say:

"Aberforth, why did you come here? Have you finally figured it out today and decided to come to help?"

Aberforth has always been reluctant to take part in actual struggles, and unless a dark wizard has come to his Hog's Head to make trouble, he has always been quite low-key.

And in the final analysis, it was also because he had never really thought about joining the Order of the Phoenix and working hard to contribute his strength for some common goal.

What drove him to join the Order of the Phoenix was just the last wish of his younger sister Ariana during her lifetime.

To be honest, although Aberforth has a good heart, he is just a man who is much more selfish than his brother Albus from the beginning to the end. He has no great ambition and dedication.

"It's just that Lupine insisted that I come over to help you guys," he waved his hands casually, "I'll say it first, after this time, no matter what happens again, I won't come to meddle in it—I will I don't know how many more years I can live, and rather than die outside, I wish I could die in that crappy bar of mine!"

"Oh." Looking at his incomparably strong body, Sirius couldn't help grinning, "Why do I feel that if we die, we must die first?"

"Okay," Kingsley hurriedly said after listening to the two talking further and further away, "In short, I think that guy's retreat is very suspicious, it's better to send a few people to chase him secretly to see what's going on... What do you think?"

...

Although the situation in the Diagon Alley defense line is not good, but fortunately, it cannot be said to be the epitome of the entire London city. After all, the number of black wizards there is increasing, just because they are all attracted by a series of battles.

As a matter of fact, the battles in London at this moment are constantly decreasing because of the gathering effect at the Leaky Cauldron.

So it can even be said that the current chaotic situation in London has a faint tendency to calm down and improve.

But, of course, the premise is that there will be no major changes in the next time.

At this moment, Maca was in the hall downstairs of St. Mungo's, waiting for the relevant situation information after comprehensive screening by Black's old house.

As long as he found someone wandering outside, he had to check to see if it was his own, and then decide whether to unblock St. Mungo's and let them in.

But it is worth mentioning that even though it is late at night, he is not lonely.

"...So, I decided to go back and take another trip to the American wizarding world. The Muggle film and television industry there is more developed. I'm sure I can learn a lot from the Yankees this time! Hey, yes, Mike Ryan... Speaking of American movies, do you know? In the second half of next year, China and the United States will co-produce a movie, I heard it is called "Summer Love"..."

Hearing Lockhart rambling in his ear, although Maca didn't say anything, she was somewhat annoyed.

But he didn't expect that this guy really likes Muggle filming and performances now, and sometimes he would rather go to the Muggle theater to eat fast food than hang out in it for a few days.

Maca is quite envious of a life like this where she can do what she likes.

"Okay, okay, if you really like acting with Muggles so much, then don't waste time chatting with me. If you have the time, you might as well find some scripts to memorize the lines, which is not as good as being in How much more meaningful is it to show off in front of me?"

After driving Lockhart aside, he got a little peace, sat down on the bench at the entrance of the hall, and continued to ponder those questions.

But at this moment, two figures suddenly came down from upstairs, bypassing the refugees sleeping on the floor in the hall, and came to Maca's side.

"Maka, why don't you go up and take a rest? You can tell us something, and we can keep an eye on you here—"

"Oh, it's you?"

Maca raised her head slightly, looked at Neville and Hannah in front of her and smiled.

"It's okay, it's so late, you go to sleep!" He said, "I'm still waiting for someone here, I can only do this by myself."

As he spoke, he pointed to the wall beside him—since the real situation outside could not be seen from the windows of St. Mungo's, this matter really couldn't be entrusted to others.

"Ah...really?" Neville nodded suddenly, "Okay then...but we got down because we couldn't sleep. You know, many people probably won't be able to sleep well tonight."

While talking, both Neville and Hannah subconsciously glanced into the hall. It can be seen that in the waiting hall where the lights have long been turned off, many people turn over from time to time, and it is true that most of them cannot sleep.

"Then sit down for a while!" Maca shrugged, "But I have to say, it's best for you to rest as much as possible for a while... well, including myself. I'm going to say it straight now—not today Later or tomorrow, anyway, starting from today, I am afraid there will be no peace in the following period of time."

"Is it really... so serious?"

Hannah asked in a low voice beside Neville, looking a little uneasy. Seeing this, Neville quickly put his arms around her shoulders and comforted her gently.

As for Maca, when she heard her question, she could only squeeze a smile again, and then turned around and said:

"Don't worry, I'll find a way."

"If there is a need, we can all help!" Neville said, "Since I was a child, my grandma has always hoped that I can live fearlessly like my parents... I may not be able to do this in the past, But now I think I'm ready."

"I'll help too," Hannah immediately followed suit. "I've been learning how to be a therapist this school year. I believe I can also provide strength for everyone."

"Oh, that's really great," Maca nodded slightly, but he sighed slightly in his heart, and heard him continue to say, "But, you really don't consider taking your family, going to the Burrow, or anything else. Is there somewhere to avoid it?"

In fact, Maca had also been to Neville's ward after coming to St. Mungo's. But I never thought that Neville's willingness to stay was even stronger than Hermione and the others.

Perhaps this is indeed what Neville said, because his family and the inheritance of the family's will gradually extended to himself.

But in fact, after talking with Neville and Hannah today, Neville went to find Maca alone afterwards.

Obviously, although he wanted to stay, he didn't want Hannah to stay with him in this dangerous place.

He and his father are always two different people. Back then, his parents would both devote themselves to perilous resistance missions against Voldemort, but he didn't seem willing to follow his parents' example.

It has to be said that under the circumstances that almost all of Hermione and the others wanted to stay, Maca really didn't know whether to agree to Neville's request and only send Hannah away from London.

After all, he was not qualified to make decisions for Hannah anyway.

Seeing Neville and Hannah sitting opposite each other, leaning close together, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly that the emotions between people are sometimes really complicated and embarrassing.

At this moment, Makalu turned his head to the side, as if he suddenly felt something.

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