Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Aberforth, that's all right, come in now!"

Hearing Kingsley's shout from the door of the broken cauldron bar, Aberforth didn't hesitate, and then retreated to them.

Just now, the lunatic who was blown down by his explosion curse has suffered another smash by a stone. Although the other party still forcibly rolled and dodged when he fell to the ground, he still broke an arm. Right now, the guy finally knew he was going to retreat.

However, although a crazy wizard retreated, more ordinary black wizards were attracted by the sound of fighting. No matter how good he was, Aberforth realized that he could not fight so many people on his own.

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

"It seems that even if the **** is really crazy, it can only be said to be 'crazy limited' ... The real lunatic will not choose to retreat because of a broken arm."

But beside Aberforth, Kingsley shook his head.

"No," he said. "When I took someone outside to fight with them, I also encountered a lunatic who was similar to the one just now ... Do you know? Even if we broke a whole leg with us, that guy They also frantically crawled towards us with their hands on the ground! "

Speaking of which, Kingsley could not help but cautiously said:

"So let me see, there may be other reasons why the madman suddenly retreated outside ... You see, there are many black wizards outside now, but none of them is as thick as the fighting ability that is extremely outstanding. ... so I think it may be that somebody is calling the lead past in ways we can't detect! "

Sirius didn't fall, and Sirius frowned.

"You mean ... Halebo?"

"Huh," Aberforth frowned, and snorted. "Anyone else besides the immortal?"

Even though he hardly leaves the pig's head bar on weekdays, he clearly knows a lot of information. If you don't know it well, at least it may not be much worse than Kingsley and Sirius.

And this is because he not only has the ciphertext of Lupin's daily data, but he has accumulated so many years of information sources to choose from.

You know, in the early years of the Order of the Phoenix, Aberforth often used to help his brother Albus to collect all kinds of bright or dark gossip.

After a while, the three people who finally met their heads in this bar talked a few words about Haierbo casually, and they set aside these uninformed guesses for the time being.

And heard Sirius suddenly turn:

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

Aberforth has always been unwilling to participate in actual struggles, unless the black wizard has run into trouble in his pig's head bar, otherwise he has always been quite low-key.

In the final analysis, this is also because he never really thought about participating in the Order of the Phoenix and contributing to his own strength for the common goal.

The only thing that drove him to join the Order of the Phoenix was his sister Arianna's last wish.

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

"It's just that Lu Ping asked me to come and help you," he waved his hands freely. "I can say it first. After this time, no matter what happens, I won't come here to blend in-I will I don't know how many years I can live in. Instead of dying outside, I wish I could die in my broken bar! "

"Oh," Sirius looked at his sturdy body and grinned. "How come I think that if we die, we must die first?"

"Okay," Kingsley said as the two talked further and further, and hurriedly said, "In short, I think that guy's retreat is suspicious. It's better to send a few people to chase it in secret to see what the situation is ... What do you think? "

...

The situation on the diagonal lane is not good, but fortunately, it cannot be said to be the epitome of the entire city of London. After all, there were more and more black wizards there, just because they were all attracted to the past by a series of battles.

In fact, at this moment, there are many battles in the city of London, but they are constantly decreasing because of the gathering effect over the broken cauldron bar.

So it can even be said that the current chaotic situation in London is still fading slightly.

But, of course, the premise is that there will not be much change in the next time.

At this moment, Maca was in the hall downstairs from St. Mungo, waiting for information on the situation after comprehensive screening through the old Black House.

As soon as he noticed that someone was swaying outside, he had to check whether he was his own person, and then decided whether or not to unblock Saint Mungo and let him in.

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

"... So, I decided to go back and run again in the American magic world. The Muggle film and television industry there is more developed. I definitely can learn a lot from 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 called "Summer Love" ... "

Listening to what Lohat was talking about in his ears, although Maca didn't say anything, she was a little annoyed.

However, he also did not expect that this guy really likes Muggle's filming and performing activities now, and sometimes he would rather go to Muggle Theater for fast food and hang around for a few days.

Life like this that can do what you like, to be honest, Maca is kind of envious.

"Okay, if you really like to play with Muggles so much, then don't just chat and waste time with me. With this skill, you might as well find some scripts to memorize the lines, which is better than Does it make more sense to show off in front of me? "

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

But at this moment, two figures suddenly walked downstairs, bypassing the asylum-savers sleeping in the hall, and came to Maca's side.

"Maca, don't you go up for a break? What can you tell us, we two can stare at you here-"

"Oh, are you guys?"

Makar raised his head slightly, and smiled at Neville and Hannah in front of him.

"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 myself."

He pointed and pointed at the wall next to him-because St. Mungo's window couldn't see the real situation outside, it was really impossible for someone else to do it.

"Ah ... isn't it?" Neville nodded suddenly, "That's okay ... but we just couldn't sleep until we got down. You know, many people can't sleep well tonight."

While talking, Neville and Hannah glanced subconsciously into the hall. It can be seen that many people in the waiting hall, whose lights have been turned off, turn from time to time, it is indeed difficult for most people to fall asleep.

"Sit down for a while!" Maca shrugged. "But I have to say, you'd better take a break as soon as possible ... well, including myself. I've talked about it till now-don't say today Late or tomorrow, anyway, starting today, I'm afraid there will be no peace in this period of time. "

"Really ... so serious?"

Hannah whispered beside Neville, looking a little upset. When Neville saw this, he quickly reached out and rubbed her shoulders, comforting her gently.

And when Maca heard her ask this, she could only squeeze a smile again, and then turned:

"Rest assured, I will find a way."

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

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

"Oh, that's great," Maca nodded slightly, but sighed slightly in her heart, and then listened to him, then said, "But you really don't consider taking your family to a burrow, or something else Where to avoid it? "

In fact, Maca had been to Neville's ward long after arriving at San Mungo. Never thought that Neville's willingness to stay was even stronger than Hermione's.

Perhaps this is indeed what Neville said, because the will and inheritance of his family and family members has continued to him.

In fact, after talking with Neville and Hannah today, Neville still went to Maca to visit him alone.

Obviously ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Although he wants to stay, he doesn't want Hannah to stay with him in this dangerous place.

He and his father are always two different people. At that time, his parents would both devote themselves to the crisis-like resistance task in order to oppose Voldemort, but he seemed unwilling to learn what his parents did.

It must be said that under the circumstances that almost all of Hermione wanted to stay, Maca really didn't know whether she should agree to Neville's request and only sent Hannah out of London.

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

Seeing Neville and Hannah sitting opposite each other and leaning intimately together, he couldn't help but lament that the emotions of people are sometimes complicated enough to make people difficult.

Just then, when Macallo turned his head, he seemed to feel something suddenly.

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