This is the mirror space of London where Maca has been, and black, white, and gray are still all here. It was already night, and the sky was turning from white to gray, gradually merging with the black and gray city.

And in this city where there is no color at all, the dense fog of the outside world does not exist. Instead, there is a turbid breath that ordinary people can't see or feel.

But of course, this mysterious atmosphere that permeates the entire city and the entire space obviously originates from the underground black market.

At this moment, Muriel, who was snatched away from Martin by Helmpo in front of him, was actually still lying on that bed. She was only brought from the "surface" of the city to this "inside" world, and even her position has not changed.

It can be seen that her chest is still slightly lying together, difficult but tenacious to maintain her life. But with every breath, that strange and inexplicable breath will be spit out from her mouth and nose, spreading towards the entire city little by little.

"Very good, very good...... That's it, the first step is going to be done soon. ”

From the beginning to the end, Helbo hadn't gone anywhere, he had been there staring at Muriel on the bed. And it is obvious that in his eyes, Muriel is no longer a "person", and for him, it has long become a very special magical material.

Just as Helbo was muttering to himself, suddenly, a sudden wave of magic power suddenly spread from Muriel's body, making Helbo's eyes suddenly light up.

However, the change does not seem to be completely over.

Almost the next moment, a white light suddenly pierced through the darkness of the night in the mirrored space of London, and rushed from a certain location in the city straight into the dull sky.

"It's really exciting!"

Although Helbo, who was in the underground black market, could not see the scene above the ground, he could clearly sense the majestic magical aura.

Only he, a true ancient wizard, would have understood that even in the ancient Greek period, it was extremely difficult to perform a demon summoning spell of this scale.

Because this classification of summoning techniques was a taboo even in the original era.

“…… Perhaps, it is only in this era of deterioration that I can get such a chance to try it. ”

After taking a deep breath in a good mood, Helmo suddenly flashed and finally left the room where he had been staying for a long time.

……

Just by looking at the situation in the Ministry of Magic, the current situation in London can be said to be quite bad. In fact, it's not just the Ministry of Magic that is understaffed, even the Order of the Phoenix, which has expanded a lot compared to before, is now somewhat stretched.

Yes, since most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix are not combat-forced. On weekdays, if it is only used for exploration and investigation, many people may be good hands, but if they really want to participate in battles, such as the likes of Mundungus are obviously not very reliable.

After all, Maca has always only cared about developing an intelligence network, and in this case, only the old members who were originally gathered by Dumbledore are the ones who can help.

At this moment, Lupin, who was in charge of dispatching from Black's old mansion, had obviously realized that even if the Ministry of Magic had sent most of the Aurors and Strikers out, it might not be able to support the Federation's support.

"Donger, you are here to help me continue to receive the latest information in the city of London, and if there is anything unusual, write a cipher directly to Kingsley and Sirius...... I have to get out. ”

In the parlor of Black's old house, Lupin pushed aside a stack of materials piled on the table, then stood up and spoke to Mundungus, who was assisting him in sending and receiving information.

Seeing that Lupin seemed to be leaving, Mundungus hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait!" "I can probably tell where to get it from there—doesn't that just depend on the level of danger?" But when it comes to how many people are mobilized, I don't have a number in my heart! You know, if I can figure out this change in the big picture, then you are still going to have to do it alone! ”

"You don't have to worry about the specific deployment," Lupin immediately waved his hand when he heard this, "You just send the information that may go wrong." Kingsley, of course, needless to say, Sirius is actually a smart person, he just doesn't like to use his own brains very much! ”

"Then ......," said Mundungus, grimacing without confidence, "what are you going to do?" Can't you let me go? I'm good at running errands! ”

"It's just getting someone to come and help, that's really your forte." Lu Ping said, "Unfortunately, you really can't go this time - think about it!" Hog's Head Bar, do you dare to go? ”

When Mundungus heard this, he immediately grinned.

"Oh! Aberforth? He shook his head repeatedly, "I see...... I'll keep watch over here, you go! Well...... Remember to go back quickly! ”

……

Moments later, inside the Hogsmeade Pig's Head Bar.

It must be said that at a time when many members of the Order of the Phoenix are as busy as ants on a hot pot, there is one person who is still living slowly.

Needless to say, Professor Dumbledore's younger brother has always been this kind of person who does his own thing, and even if someone has already stabbed the sky outside, he will probably not be moved in the slightest.

Because, from the day his brother Albus died, there were only goats left in his life.

Tonight, he stood behind the bar as usual, silently wiping the goblet that had almost never been replaced. On his side, it wasn't meant to be wiped clean for the guests—it only needed a cleansing charm, and the goblet was entirely for him to keep and play with.

But, of course, there were no guests tonight.

To be honest, Aberforth wasn't unaware of the current situation in London, he just didn't want to get involved.

"Squeak-"

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door being pushed open sounded in the unmanned store, which was particularly harsh.

"Aberforth, why haven't you heard from your side in the last two days...... Is Hogsmeade okay these days? ”

It was Lupin who came in at this moment, and I saw him hurrying in through the door, looking left and right, and hurrying to the bar.

Aberforth only raised his eyes as he entered, but soon fell back down.

"Sometimes, no news is the best news."

"Oh! Maybe so! Lupin sighed and said, "Since you are so confident, why don't you come to London to help?" I've sent you all the information I need to give you, and you should know that things aren't going well on Kingsley and Sirius. ”

"Is there a difference between one more and one less me?" Aberforth pouted, "Besides, you don't even think about my age—if you want me to risk my life as a bad old man and run to one of those dark wizards' rampage, are you going to let me talk to my damn brother before it's too late?" ”

"Aberforth ......"

Lupin was choked by his words, helpless.

Obviously, he had already come to the other party several times. After all, this is Albus Dumbledore's own brother, and it's not much worse than his brother.

Not to mention, Lupin remembered hearing Albus himself mention it before, saying that his younger brother would often duel with others when he was young.

With the current situation, they naturally need such a combat force that should not be underestimated.

"Aberforth," Lupin paused with a depressed look on his face, and then continued to persuade, "your brother said that if we need it, we can come to you for help—"

"Maybe!" Aberforth snorted, "He may have said that...... But I never did things for his word. The reason why I stayed in his so-called 'Order of the Phoenix' was only because I promised someone to help him as much as I could. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced back slightly at the inner room behind him, and then slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said lightly:

"But now, my brother obviously doesn't need my help anymore, doesn't he?"

"Uh-"

Lupin naturally had no way of knowing about his sister Ariana, because Professor Dumbledore couldn't have told him this. So Aberforth's words, he could only listen to them and understand them for a while.

However, whatever Aberforth's reasons were, Lupin had to continue lobbying this time. Because at present, they really need several hidden combat powers, including Aberforth, as a supplement, and Aberforth is the most difficult place to convince.

After racking his brains for a long time, Lupin finally said:

"I said, even if it's just for the sake of Maca's face, you see ......"

"Maybe a lot of people think that McClane is good—including my brother," Aberforth frowned and glared at him, "but do you think it's a big deal for the face of a stupid kid who is stupider than me?" ”

"Silly boy?"

It was the first time Lupin had heard such an evaluation of Maca, but Aberforth shook his head and continued:

"Why, do you still think he's smart? If you want me to say, he's a complete idiot, and there's no one more stupid than him! Otherwise, how could he possibly take this 'Order of the Phoenix' from my brother's hands? How could he be busy working all day long, and only then did he not get any benefit? ”

With that, Aberforth simply threw aside the rag in his hand and slammed his backhand.

"Let's go! Get out of my bar! "You are no longer welcome to come," he exclaimed...... Kingsley is in Diagon Alley, isn't it? I'll go over and make it clear to him in a moment, I'll leave the Order of the Phoenix after tonight, and then you won't have to bother me anymore! ”

It wasn't until Lupin was blasted out of the pig's head bar that he reacted - Aberforth agreed?