A few days ago, when the mysterious and eerie grey mist quickly enveloped the entire city of London, many people ...... Including Maca, they all smelled a breath called "disaster" from it.

There is no doubt that it was the beginning of a great trouble, as evidenced by a series of misfortunes and bloodshed.

The frenzied Helmpo cultists, the self-defeating Helmpo apprentices, raised their wands and began to kill mercilessly, as if possessed by demons from hell.

They became insane, cold-blooded black-eyed killers, and they used unheard of and unheard of black magic to kill many Muggle and wizarding people.

From the moment innocent blood began to accumulate on the damp tiles of the street, the catastrophe began on the stage called "London, England".

So it can be said that it was the gray mist that set up the stage, and the stage was full of sadness and terror.

However, when the fact that "a real demon has broken through the barriers of space and suddenly appeared in the center of the city, only to be limited by the shroud of the gray fog" suddenly came to Maca's eyes, he found that he didn't seem to be very disgusted with the damn gray fog.

Because, in this fact, he saw a buffer opportunity for himself, for everyone, and even for the entire British wizarding community.

……

"Bang-"

A silvery-white glow slammed into the demon's muscular chest, and as the mist cleared, Maca stood aside with her staff in her left hand, but did not move.

After all, there is a limit to the use of rules, and after several times of continuous acceleration, his "swift" ability is finally approaching its limit. And when he couldn't use this ability in a short period of time, how to continue to fight that terrifying demon seemed to become a big problem.

Yes, after several resurrections, Helbo's combat strength has actually returned to a very similar level to his current maca. But in the mirror space, the time he held out in front of the demons was remote and not as long as Maca.

In addition to the fact that some enemies are underestimated, the more important thing is that Maca has the speed and reflexes that are no less than those of demons!

It's a pity that his speed does not come from himself, but from the test that Rowena Ravenclaw prepared for the "Candidate".

As soon as the time limit arrived, there was no possibility for Maca to continue to accelerate in a short period of time, and this was for Maca...... It seems to be equivalent to being directly removed from the biggest "balance of power" against the enemy.

Without speed, what else could he use to stalemate the demon? And how can we buy more time for the Muggle and wizarding people who are desperately trying to evacuate London?

Kingsley's signal hadn't yet appeared, which meant that it was far from the time when he could let go and retreat. In this case, even if he had understood that the other party could not leave the range of the fog, it would be useless.

And all this, Maca understood as early as the beginning.

Therefore, when he was entangled with the demon before, he had already begun to think about other ways to deal with it after his stall.

That's right...... For example, the Patronus!

Watching the wings of the Silver Eagle Patron Deity summoned by Shi Cai stretch out, and he attacked the other party with great speed and fearlessness, Maca was also secretly relieved in her heart.

Right!

Even with the strength of the Patronus, he couldn't withstand the demon's blow, but repeated recovery would not be a very big burden on Maca.

Unlike the use of regular magic, which requires a lot of mana to support it, the wizard's willpower is also the "nourishment" of the Patronus Charm. Although with Maca's mental strength he is also tired of reinventing the Patronus repeatedly, this can be persevered with perseverance.

So, dragging his right arm, which had become a burden due to the injury to his shoulder, Maca relied on the whistling silver eagle to fight the demon for nearly two hours.

And in the meantime, Maca seems to be brewing something.

"No...... Vice! It's not a sin...... What needs to be destroyed is sin! ”

The demon straightened his strong chest and let the silver eagle in front of him, which was larger than himself, crash into his chest, and the huge impact made him take a few steps back.

But then he stood firm, and then he picked up a pair of arms as thick as a goalpost, and forcibly twisted the Silver Eagle Patronus who had hit him into a cloud of silver mist.

But Maca, who was standing not far away, only frowned, and did not move at all.

When the other party took a step and wanted to speed towards him, he saw that the light mist suddenly swirled up, crossed half a circle in the air at an extremely fast speed, and recondensed into a silver eagle and rushed to the side of the black demon.

The contrast between black and white suddenly became particularly strong.

"Bang!"

Another collision made the opponent stumble suddenly, and no matter how strong the person who lost his balance, it was obviously difficult to exert his due strength.

The next moment, while the demon regained its balance and attacked the Patronus, Maca, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly stretched out the staff in her left hand. A puff of soul flame erupted under his urging, and in an instant, it turned into a second black giant eagle the size of the Patronus.

Needless to say, Delphi's "daughter" can use summoning to summon the Ice Giant Bird, and he, the "father", can't be at least a cut worse than his daughter, right?

For a moment, two eagles that were also very different from each other in nature on the surface, silently attacking the demon, and the scene was spectacular.

In the distance, Harry looked at the visually striking scene, unconsciously clenching the sword in his hand, not even noticing when Stewart had left.

"Patronus Spell I know...... Truth be told, Neville's Lions are clearly not losing to Maca's Silver Eagles. But what about the black eagle? Why...... Why ......"

He seemed to sense something from the giant eagle covered in black flames, but he couldn't describe it well in words, so he paused as he spoke.

After a few moments, as the silver eagle and the black eagle cooperated with each other to entangle the demon, Harry finally suddenly said to himself:

"Ahh It's Voldemort—that Black Hawk, the same way I felt when I was watching Voldemort! ”

It is a feeling of wanting to be above everyone, everything, even death, and a momentum that is fearless even if it is not recognized.

Is that......

"Confidence? Proud? Or is it ...... Arrogant? ”

This time, Harry's senses were quite clear and sharp. It's a pity that if Maca knew what he thought, she would definitely tell him that he was actually some distance from the real "arrogance".

After all, the "arrogant" rune, which is one of the branches of the soul rules, is not suitable for maca in the first place.

While Harry was shocked by the sight in the distance, Maca was still watching the battle ahead carefully to determine if the two eagles were enough to take the place of their previous self and hold back the demons.

"Bang-"

The silver eagle was shattered by the opponent's blow again, and at the same time, the black giant eagle also rushed to the opponent's back, pushing the opponent back.

And when the demon turned around to deal with the black shadow, the Silver Eagle Patronus quickly gathered and pecked at the opponent's black bald head.

At first, it may have been a little short, but now that the two eagles are cooperating with each other, they are finally qualified to fight the demon.

In this way, nearly two hours passed quietly.

When Maca and Harry suddenly saw a red ball of fire rising into the sky from afar, blasting a phoenix-like pattern in the sky, they both realized that Kingsley had sent the signal.

Marka, on the other hand, knew better than Harry what Kingsley meant by the signal - it meant that not only the wizards' teams had already evacuated, but even the Muggles had left the misty city with the help of the army.

"Harry, go! Get out of the Fog Zone! ”

Maca manipulated the two eagles to harass the demon as she yelled in Harry's direction.

When Harry heard this, he naturally didn't suspect Maca's order, so he stepped on his broomstick and flew straight to the nearest gray mist boundary to him.

On the other hand, the next second that Maca confirmed that Harry had rushed out of the fog area, when she left behind the two eagles that were still fighting the demons, she turned around and rushed out of the fog.

It didn't take long to hear two muffled "bangs" from the fog wall, and the Silver Eagle Patronus finally failed to rush out of it with him. However, the Black Flame Giant Eagle with the Soul Flame as the main body also followed him out of the fog with these self-reinventing abilities.

Seeing the demon's vague figure hovering at the edge of the mist for a while, but it really had no intention of chasing it out, Maca couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the very least, it would be unwise to engage them again until they find a way to deal a more effective blow to them.

"Maca? That guy...... Is there no way to get out of it? ”

Hearing Harry's voice behind her, Maca couldn't help but shake her head.

"Least ...... Looks like so, right? ”

Even if Harry was notoriously sluggish among his friends, there was a palpable uncertainty in Maca's words. And this can be said to be quite rare in Maca.

“…… Maca. ”

"Don't worry," said Maca, turning around and patting him on the shoulder, "this is an opportunity for us to regroup, and if we can grasp it, we will take London back sooner or later." ”

Or rather, "seize this opportunity before Helmo" - just to reassure Harry, he didn't make it too clear.