"Enemy attack—"

The peaceful night was shattered.

The magical sound of trumpets spread throughout the shores of Lake Mälaren, awakening countless Muggles and wizards who had lived in seclusion for many years. But even louder than the trumpet was the black flames that poured down on the houses and streets of the lakeshore, and the howls that sounded like hell.

It was the figure of two devils descending from the sky, with scarlet narrow eyes, hard and sharp claws, and a body as black as ink.

One of them had wings on its back, a terrifying fangs like a demon in its mouth, and black flames appeared out of thin air in its palms; The other is strong, muscular, and three or four times the size of an ordinary person, and can knock down a building with a single punch.

However, their horrific images were not visible to everyone - at least not the average Muggle could really see where they were, and only the apocalyptic scene they created heralded their arrival to the Muggles on the shores of Lake Mälaren.

And just as the two "devils" landed on the surface of the lake without warning and began to wreak havoc on the shore, more and more wizards had gathered outside the three-story building on a hillside not far away.

These wizards, all dressed in black robes, were summoned by the sound of a trumpet.

"Miss Larson, did Miss say what the hell is going on? Those two monsters, what the hell are they? ”

You can see that when the door of the small building opened, and a woman who looked to be about forty or fifty years old came out, almost everyone outside immediately gathered around.

And listening to the middle-aged man who was crowded in front of him to speak first, this not too big house should be the home of Ursula and Safina.

As for Ms. Larson, who looked like a maid in her attire......

Mr. Anderson...... Also, Miss, please go and assist the Muggle Government in evacuating the Muggle crowd with Mr. Skarsdegar. And those two dark magic creatures, Miss will find a way to deal with it. ”

Hearing what the other party said, Anderson nodded first, and then hesitated:

"Ms. Larson, actually...... You should understand, what we care more about is that Miss didn't know about tonight's incident this time? ”

But in response to his inquiry, Ms. Larson simply shook her head calmly.

"I don't know about that, Miss didn't say."

Anderson and the rest of the group had to hesitate for a moment, then turned around and left to evacuate their Muggle neighbors as Ursula had instructed.

Seeing this, Ms. Larson turned back into the house, and closed the door again with some composure.

In fact, she was indeed the maid of the G'Ofein family, who had been working here since she was a young girl.

Because Ursula and Safina's parents died young, both girls grew up in her care.

But it is precisely because of this that she has never been married until now, so everyone calls her "Ms. Larson".

It wasn't long before Larsen, who had dealt with the men outside, went straight upstairs to the door of Ursula's room on the third floor.

Then she stretched out her hand and knocked on the door, and said softly:

"Miss, the evacuation of the Muggle residents has been explained."

Before he could finish speaking, Larson heard Ursula in the room say:

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you to help me down...... Gotta hurry. ”

"Miss, your body—"

"It's all right," Ursula said calmly, "this attack is extraordinary, and if we don't deal with it quickly, I'm afraid the blood will stain Lake Mälaren all over tonight." ”

Moments later, an old but delicate carriage drove out of the back of the house and galloped through the air toward the lake, towed by a Thestrals.

……

However, just as the middle-aged wizard surnamed Anderson had feared, Ursula had not been able to predict the disaster tonight.

Well, or rather, to be more precise, she didn't expect that the crisis she felt in the Norwegian palace would follow her home.

Obviously aware of the danger, he actively tried to avoid it, but in the end he couldn't avoid it. In Ursula's view, this was a huge mistake on his part.

At this time, as Ursula was hurrying to the scene of the attack, disaster had already struck.

"Boom-"

The large, stout "demon" swept its arms across the street, smashing a shop along the street as it struck four or five muggles away from the crowd. Unfortunately, they couldn't even see where the enemy who hurt them was, so they all died on the spot.

In mid-air, another "demon" was flapping its wings, and the black flames in its hands were thrown down one after another. Most Muggles who were smashed fell to the ground and wailed under the flames, their expressions of pain and hideousness, but they did not die immediately.

To be honest, it might be more refreshing to be killed by the "big man" in front of you with a punch than to be burned by the black flame, at least then you don't have to suffer such a big sin.

"Let's go, let's go...... This way! ”

Of course, wizards who had risked their lives to help Muggles flee had already arrived. They wielded their wands and waved them in their hands, holding up collapsed houses with levitation charms, signaling for more help, and even trying to attack the two monsters.

Some Muggles were even surprised that the neighbors they would see on a daily basis had now turned into heroes with "superpowers".

It's a pity that they are obviously not "heroes", they are just a group of inconspicuous wizards living in this era. They may be a little stronger than Muggles in terms of self-preservation, but they are just as vulnerable in front of those two "demons".

"Run! Don't look back...... Strand, I saved your life tonight, and I won't pay you back! ”

"Byrne, take my brother...... Leave me alone, I'm a wizard, so I don't die so easily......"

"Rebecca, forget about me! Find a better man—"

Similar shouts abound in the streets, most of them may be Dark wizards, but they have a closer relationship with Muggles than many wizards in the world who have never been exposed to dark magic.

"Boom!"

Another building collapsed suddenly, crushing many people under the rubble of bricks and rubble, and as the black flames scattered and splashed, the screams of surprise continued one after another.

Ursula's Thestrals' carriage sped through the air, and she looked down through the window, but instead of stopping to land, she sped straight up Lake Mälaren.

The disaster continues.