London is foggy.

Truth be told, London has not seen such a thick haze since the Industrial Revolution gradually reduced the serious pollution caused by the massive burning of coal.

When the incident broke out, as many as 6,000 people died in just four days due to the siege of the city due to poisonous fog, and 8,000 residents died of respiratory diseases within two months.

Today, that's only a few decades away.

However, after the anti-fog plan was urgently put on the agenda, the City of London immediately launched a series of measures and actions, and over the years, it was not easy to gradually take off the hat of "fog capital".

But today, London is foggy again.

No one knew where the fog in London came from, Muggles didn't know, wizards didn't know what to do. But at least after the detection, neither party detected any harmful components from the fog, which was a slight relief for the master.

It's just that in the smoky middle of the Thames, people who live in the fog not only can't see the road as soon as they go out, but even inside the house, they only have a few steps around them.

This situation of being like a blind man has greatly affected people's daily lives.

However, it soon became clear that the worst thing was not that the gray fog could not be dispersed, but that its range continued to spread outward. It is estimated that in four days at most, the fog will completely envelop the entire city of London.

What's going on?

"Lupin, there's no need for you and Tonks to go in with us - go to 'home' and contact the people below! I think a lot of people are researching the source and composition of this fog right now...... If you have any information, send it to Hogwarts immediately. ”

On the edge of the fog, Kingsley told Lupin to return to the Black Mansion to relay the news up and down. And he himself will lead a small team of Aurors to personally investigate in the fog to see what is going on in the fog.

Even though the mist didn't seem dangerous, he and the rest of the Auror team wore magic masks to filter the air.

After a while, separated from Lupin for a moment, Kingsley gradually stepped into the thick gray mist with the wand hidden in his sleeve.

All of a sudden, it became a lot quieter.

"Chief—"

"Just call me Captain at this point," Kingsley said, waving his hand, "Needless to say, I know—be mindful of Muggles, and try not to accidentally get hurt." ”

It must be said that this extremely limited vision is a considerable obstacle for wizards, not to mention Muggles.

Therefore, Kingsley and the other team could only move forward slowly, for fear that they would hit something if they moved quickly.

However, it is obviously too inefficient to act in this way.

After a while, Kingsley finally divided the people into teams of two, and repeatedly told them to contact the other teams in time if they encountered any situation.

Because Kingsley felt that this sudden fog was probably the ghost of Helbo.

……

"Parkinson's they haven't come back yet?"

The next morning, Hermione looked through the latest news in London in the Daily Prophet, worried about Pansy and the trench-clad wizard who had never returned.

On the other side, Maca was also sitting at the long Gryffindor table, hurrying to settle the day's breakfast.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Let's not talk about Pansy, at least he is still very relieved of the ability of the trench coat wizard. Compared to the two, Maca was more concerned about Neville, who had already gone to St. Mungo.

However, according to Lupin's report from Black's old house, the fog in London is indeed as written in the Daily Prophet, and no harm has been found for the time being.

"Hermione, you don't have to worry about this for the time being, after breakfast, let's all hurry up and make all the preparations as soon as possible. If something really happens in London, we'll have a free hand to help. ”

If it weren't for the imminent date of the meteorite's crash, Maca would have gone there to check it out for herself. But now, knowing that the dense fog in London was most likely related to Helbo, he couldn't leave what he was doing and run over to deal with it.

Of course, even he couldn't directly guess that the fog was coming from Muriel this time - he thought that Pansy and the trench coat wizard were treating Muriel from Martin's side!

"I knew that guy would definitely take advantage of this opportunity to do something......"

Putting down the fork in her hand, Maca wiped her mouth and walked out of the auditorium door. Before leaving the auditorium, he deliberately turned his head and told Hermione and the others:

"Don't run to London, I'm prepared."

……

"Did you find anything?"

In the fog, Kingsley encountered another two-person team. But it seems that everyone is looking at the same situation.

Because the fog was so thick, there were far fewer Muggle pedestrians, let alone vehicles, on busy streets on weekdays. People seem to be hiding in their homes, restless and cranky.

It is worth mentioning that through Muggle observations, Kingsley finally discovered another characteristic of this fog - they also seem to affect Muggle televisions and radios!

Unable to pacify the population in the most efficient way, the government has dispatched special radio vans.

Vehicles with loud horns are moving slowly down the streets at a very slow pace, looping emergency announcements over and over again.

The first thing the Muggle government announced was that the fog was non-toxic. Although they are only initially tested to be non-toxic, at least this will prevent the public from immediately causing a riot due to panic.

And after that, it is nothing more than some "small advice" for the majority of Londoners to hide at home as much as possible and not to go out casually.

It's a pity that whether people are willing to listen to this kind of advice depends on what everyone thinks.

"Captain, some of the roads on the periphery are already clogged and there are a lot of Muggles who want to get out of London in their 'cars'...... You know, there's always a couple that goes a little faster and then they just bumps into each other......"

"Muggles and wizards are the same," Kingsley loosened his shoulders as if he had expected it, "our main mission this time is to see if there is any trace of magic...... This includes magical creatures and spells, as well as dark wizards...... The Muggle situation is left unattended for now. ”

"yes, I see."

"Then let's go on separately!" Kingsley nodded, and finally added, "And then, try to find the source of the fog." ”

With that, the two teams parted again, and Kingsley took his Auror teammate with him and headed for an area he hadn't yet inspected.

But he didn't know that just after he left the street, two more figures came out of an alley on the side of the street.

"We ...... Why not school? You have to tell McLean about it sooner rather than later, right? ”

It was Pansy's voice, and needless to say, it was the trench-coat wizard who walked beside her.

Hearing Parkinson's question, the trench-coat wizard shook his head slightly.

"No, I don't think we need to talk about it...... It's been all night, and there's no way he's not aware of it. "And, besides, wouldn't it have been better if we had found that Martin sooner?" At least he might be able to tell us how it all happened. ”

"But...... We've all been looking for a night on the black market......"

Pansy follows the trench-clad wizard, and it can be seen that she would rather go back to Hogwarts and ask about Maca's thoughts than to look for it as cluelessly as she does now.

Yes, the two of them had been to Martin's room yesterday, but they hadn't found anyone in it except for the thick fog.

In fact, long before they entered the black market, they had already discovered the fog that had filled the entire black market. The remaining residents of the black market were running outside, and the passage of the goblins in the Dark Spirit Pavilion had once again become the main route for evacuation.

With so many people trying to get out, Pansy and the trench coat had to wait outside for a long time to see if there was anything wrong with the gray mist that had been leaking out of the passageway.

By the time they learned that the fog was not dangerous, it was almost past three o'clock in the afternoon.

After that, it's a whole night of searching. They didn't know where the fog came from, because it didn't make much difference. The black market was completely shrouded, so even if you went to Martin's bedroom, you didn't even realize that the fog actually came out of there.

However, although they were not aware of the real source of the fog, they had the same opinion about who it was.

Now, this messy anomaly is all thrown at Helbo.

Realizing that this might be another trouble from Helpo, the trench-coat wizard decided to at least find Martin first. Because it was unlikely that Martin had done it—he certainly didn't have that mind anymore, but he was still a Helmau man anyway.

Thinking about it this way, if Martin can be found who disappeared with Muriel, it may be able to provide a lot of convenience for solving these special fogs.

But now, Pansy, who had been searching all night, felt that it was probably impossible to go on like this—could just two people scurrying around like headless flies, and really find Martin and Muriel?

"Anyway, let's look for it again!" The trench-robed wizard didn't stop from beginning to end, and he could hear her say as she walked, "Miss Parkinson, remember the other potions masters?" I still think that Martin can't wait, so he took the patient to find someone to treat him......"

"Hmm...... Let me think again......"

The two drifted apart in the mist, and soon melted into the gray mist, never to be seen again.

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