Chapter 1207 No Miracle Tonight

"Ho... um... Muriel..."

At this moment, Martin didn't even know whether he was dead or alive.

When he was shrouded in the darkness transformed by Hai Erbo just now, he felt as if everything was far away from him... including the chirping of insects nearby at night, including those mad wizards who watched indifferently around him, and including the city of London under his feet. ...and even his own body.

Yes, it was as if my entire soul was locked in a small black room, and I couldn't feel anything except my own consciousness.

And after that, just for a moment, even his remaining self-awareness slowly faded... Is that what it feels like to die? Obviously, he never died, so doesn't know.

However, just when he thought he was about to leave the world full of loneliness and reluctance, suddenly a very strange and inexplicably familiar force rushed into his body from around him.

And, at the same time, a voice that he will never forget in his life suddenly rang out in his consciousness...

To be honest, that voice was actually more like murmuring in his ear, and he couldn't understand a single word of the vague words. But he knew that it was definitely Muriel's voice.

"Mu... Lier..."

It was complicated to say, but in fact it was only for a short while. Martin only felt that he felt the existence of his body again.

His tongue is still not very sharp, and his throat is rattling. But he still struggled to call out the name that was always filling his heart, as if doing so would bring him more strength.

But the facts seemed to be true, because soon, he was seen getting up stiffly and slowly like a puppet on a string.

"It's like—living, having self-will?"

Because the mist in the sky above here was revealing a vision, Hai Erbo, who was standing not far from him, only looked up at the vortex formed by the gray mist, as if he hadn't noticed that he had awakened at all.

No, maybe, this old guy already thought he must be dead?

this is a good chance!

Martin raised his right hand with difficulty—his wand, even when he was nearly unconscious just now, was still firmly in his hand. And now, he was finally able to use it to aim at that damn Hai Erbo again!

"Avada—" "Boom!"

The green light appears and then disappears,

Martin flew upside down without warning, and then fell heavily on the hard stone floor. Because the remaining strength was still there, he even rolled a certain distance without any resistance, and then he lay powerlessly on his side in front of those mad wizards as if his whole body fell apart.

"interesting……"

During the whole process, Haierbo didn't even lower his head. After flipping Martin away with a backhand swing, he still looked up at the sky with his neck up, mumbling to himself as if everything just had nothing to do with him.

"...The little girl who was the introduction of the summoning technique can actually integrate her will into these escaping energies? Hmph...It's really interesting."

On the other side, Lupine narrowed his eyes slightly, recalling Martin's short shot and the counterattack he suffered just now.

In fact, although he couldn't hear what Hai Erbo said at this time, he didn't know what kind of state Martin was in right now. But from his careful observation, he noticed an inconspicuous fact.

He saw just now that Martin's unfinished Killing Curse was definitely far stronger than before. If it was cast by him, maybe even Hai Erbo would not be able to please him.

Coupled with the abnormal changes in the current fog and the fact that Martin can still get up after undergoing Helbo's weird magic, Lupine realized that something must have happened before that he didn't understand.

However, no matter whether Martin had become stronger at that moment or not, and no matter where he got his strength from, he was far from Hai Erbo's opponent after all. Not to mention hurting Hai Erbo, he couldn't even finish reciting a spell in front of the other party.

However, Martin is still unwilling to give up... No, maybe as long as he doesn't die, he will definitely point the tip of his wand in the direction of Haierbo again.

Martin, who saw multiple fractures and contusions all over his body, tried his best to turn over. This time he really couldn't stand up, but he managed to lift his right hand that was holding his wand tightly.

"I said I admire your willpower, but my child...don't you see that I'm busy right now?"

Hai Erbo finally temporarily withdrew his gaze from the air, and turned his head to look in Martin's direction. Only this time, he didn't even give Martin the chance to chant the spell.

Suddenly, a group of blazing flames appeared out of nowhere directly above Martin, and as Haierbo raised his hand and pressed down, the terribly hot flame immediately fell on Martin.

But it was also in that instant that the surrounding mist quickly shrank towards the space between Martin and the flame, forming a circular ash plate to support the flame.

"Oh, can you still control it to this extent?"

Haierbo was obviously very surprised by this change, but not so surprised. After trying to understand the reasons before, he seemed to have expected these further changes.

"It's a pity that although this power is powerful in nature, it is still a part that escapes from the ceremony!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hai Erbo suddenly pressed his hand down again. Immediately afterwards, the flame suddenly intensified several times, causing the disk formed by the condensed gray mist to be overwhelmed for a while, almost collapsing on the spot.

It was foreseeable that as long as the ash tray was completely dispersed, Martin, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, would definitely be burned to ashes by the frighteningly high flame immediately.

No, in fact, the flames that were already very close to him had scorched him almost to death.

Suddenly, the vortex of mist in the sky condensed again, causing Haierbo to raise his head and look up to the sky.

"Well?"

He saw that the gray mist in the air had formed a huge human face at this time, and it was extremely depressing and quickly settled down towards the open space.

At the same time, a howling sound mixed with strange noises suddenly came from high in the sky:

"stop--"

The voice was indistinct, but since it was just a word, almost everyone, including Lupine, could understand it.

However, there may be many people who can hear the roar—maybe even the Muggles who live nearby have heard it, but there are obviously only a handful of people who can detect the magic changes in London at the same time. indivual.

For example, Maca who was far away in St. Mungo's Magic Hospital at this time; and for example, Hai Erbo who was standing right under the face made of gray fog.

"Little girl... are you trying to order me?"

"Awa... Da... Suo..."

Under the huge face that kept falling, at the moment when Hai Erbo was faintly angry, Martin, who was dying, stubbornly recited the incantation of the Killing Curse silently again.

But unfortunately, here today, maybe it is doomed that no miracle will happen.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a dull explosion, the fireball immediately broke through the blockage of the fog, engulfing Martin and a piece of ground underneath.

Even because several apprentices were too close, they were also swallowed by the blasted flames.

"what--"

A shriek sounded from the giant gray face in the air, much clearer than before. Even Lupine could hear the anxiety and anger in that voice.

But Haierbo just kept his face cold, and suddenly raised his hand and waved towards the sky, an invisible shock from the rules of the soul suddenly crossed the sky, and scattered the face that was accelerating down in one fell swoop.

And almost at the same time, Muli, who was still lying in the mirror space, trembled suddenly, and finally fell into an unconscious coma.

After a pause for a few seconds, Haierbo turned his head abruptly, glanced at the roof of the building across the street, and then snorted coldly.

Then, he whispered to himself softly:

"Forget it, it's just a little mouse running away... After all, these things are not a big deal now."

...

That's right, when he saw Haierbo's fireball hit the ground, Lupine knew that the changes here probably came to an end.

Seeing this, he, who has always been cautious, immediately turned around and ran away without staying any longer.

And to be honest, if Hai Erbo really wanted to chase him, he would actually be unable to escape even if he wanted to. But fortunately, Haierbo seems to have more important things to do right now, and he doesn't care much about whether he witnessed what happened just now.

After leaving the vicinity of Big Ben in a hurry, Lupine did not return to Black's old house, after all, he had already delayed a lot of time. What's more, compared with the information at "home", the incident he just saw is obviously more important, and going directly to St. Mungo's is the most correct choice.

Not long after, in front of the window glass of the red brick department store, Lupine stretched out his wand and tapped it. But he immediately discovered that neither the dummy inside nor the glass itself reacted at all.

"Huh? Oh... this entrance should have been closed by Maca."

But, of course, Maca, who was currently at the entrance of the hall, wouldn't keep him waiting for too long. While Lupine was thinking clearly, he saw the glass ripple silently, and then a figure stepped out of it.

When he saw it, he quickly took two steps back to give Maca a little space.

"Lupine," Maca looked at him immediately after appearing in front of him, "how is it? You don't seem to be injured... Did you encounter any accidents?"

"Oh, yes!" Lupine nodded slightly, "Sorry, I'm afraid it will take a while for today's information to be sent to you."

"It's okay," Maca waved his hand, "Dunge has sent Dedalus over... well, I mean, 'all'!"

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