It's about an hour before dawn. The fighting, which lasted for almost a whole night, seemed to have a tendency to gradually subside.

Although, of course, due to the gradual decline in the number of wizards with black eyes, the situation in London as a whole seems to have begun to tilt in favor of the Order of the Phoenix. But the mad wizards under Helbo's hands are still quite tricky.

So to this day, the city of London is still resounding with noise, explosions, crashes and shouts...... It's already heard everywhere.

Especially the large-scale battlefield on Sirius's side, it is not possible to toss a result in just one night.

Exhaustion accumulates in everyone's body and heart.

But when it comes to exhaustion, Harry is probably the most tired tonight - although Helbo has temporarily stopped releasing black-eyed wizards, there are still many people in the city wandering around.

In order to find them one by one, and try his best to get rid of them, Harry and Thomas, who had partnered with him, searched for them non-stop, and the hardship was self-evident.

As for Charlie, who was still with Harry on the way, after Thomas joined, he rode the fire dragon to find Bill and continue the search and rescue......

"Thomas, this way...... Oops, it looks like you really don't know the way! This way is the way to St. Mungo, you go that way, and in a moment it's time to go to the Leaky Cauldron! ”

Apparition is indeed an exceptionally handy spell that allows wizards to go wherever they have been, whenever and wherever they have been. But in this way, there are really a lot of road idiots in this magical world.

And there is no doubt that this Thomas is certainly one of them.

"Oh, Mr. Potter, you walk slowly—the fog is so great that I'm afraid I'll get lost again as I walk!"

"Oh God...... Ah no, I mean, Merlin......"

Harry slowed his pace helplessly, lest Thomas really didn't catch up later, and he would have to go back to him when the time came.

The darkness before dawn was particularly deep, and the gray mist was so hazy that the alley was really not visible. When the two of them crossed the alleyway and came to the street outside, the street lamps barely brought them some light.

"Hey! Thomas...... Oh my God, where are you going? ”

"Huh? Isn't it this way? But you just said ......"

To be honest, with the power of the Bewitching Monument given by Maca, Thomas's strength has become quite strong. In the past half night, Harry and he have cooperated to kill many black-eyed wizards, and the two of them have also developed some rare tacit understandings at the same time.

So just from the perspective of fighting together, Harry still has a sense of identification with this "uncle" who is not very old.

It's a pity that in addition to fighting, the two of them obviously have to keep traveling.

No, rather, most of the time between the two of them was spent on the road.

Because they couldn't see the ground clearly on a broomstick, they flew too low and easily crashed into buildings, and the two had to rely on only a pair of legs to search for the enemy.

So you can imagine how much of a sin it must be to rush with a road idiot with surprisingly strong physical fitness and fast running speed?

If Thomas hadn't gotten used to the feeling of jogging, Harry would have wanted him to run on his back, at least then the two wouldn't have drifted apart without paying attention.

"Here! See? You should have gotten to know each other here, right? ”

"Oh...... Taotao Department Store has arrived! ”

……

"Tuk-tuk."

There was a slightly restrained knock on the door of the ward, probably because the people who came thought that everyone inside should still be sleeping, so they didn't dare to knock too loudly.

However, as soon as the voice came from the darkness, Hermione and the others opened their eyes one after another, propped up their upper bodies and looked in the direction of the door.

"Maca?"

Almost at the same time, several friends subconsciously said the name, and it was obvious that everyone actually wanted to meet him.

After all, in the current turmoil, only Maca is the most reassuring.

And at this moment, Percy, who was closest to the door, was the first to get up from the cover and waved at everyone.

"I'll go see who's coming."

Before he could finish speaking, he didn't ask who was outside, and reached out and unscrewed the doorknob.

"Potter? You...... Well? ”

Percy had just called out to Harry, and was about to ask him if he was hurt or something, but then he reached for the wand in his arms as if he were facing an enemy.

"Oh, no, no—not an enemy! He's—"

Harry at the door quickly shook his hand, but before he could explain, Percy's wand was already flying against his chest.

Isn't Percy not fully recovering because she has been lying at home for too long? Why is the rod pumping so fast? Not only that, but his movements are particularly clean, which is definitely something that takes a lot of practice to achieve.

"Don't talk nonsense, answer me!" Percy cautiously pressed the tip of his staff against his chest and asked aloud, "What did Professor Dumbledore hide in the flaming strawberry pudding on Christmas the year you entered Hogwarts?" ”

"Huh? When you were in first grade? ”

"That's right! Say it...... If you still want to prove that you are Harry Potter! ”

"Hey, Percy, it's been almost six years! Hell, you're trying to remind me of what was hidden in the Christmas pudding six years ago—"

As he spoke, Harry was suddenly stunned, then stared at Percy's mouth and hurriedly said:

"It's silver! A crescent-shaped piece of silver! I remember - you ate only one piece of silver on each head's table! It almost shattered your front teeth! ”

"Who told you to lift my front teeth? I'm just asking you what's hidden inside! Percy muttered angrily, then withdrew his wand and continued, "Now you can tell who is behind you...... What is it? ”

But on the other side, Harry was still thinking about the silver, and he heard him say with a little confusion, "Did Professor Dumbledore say that he hid the silver?" Why don't I remember at all? ”

"Do you need to talk about that?" Ron, who had just walked over to greet his buddy, said, "It's a crescent-shaped piece of silver—exactly like Professor Dumbledore's glasses!" ”

"That's it! Don't think about any Christmas silver," Hermione immediately urged, "Harry, come ...... Uh, tell us about it? ”

Seriously, almost everyone was taken aback when everyone came over and saw Thomas standing behind Harry.

After all, even if there were Black Death Apostles among the group who had never seen Voldemort, anyone would probably be wary of a "humanoid creature" covered in black gas...... and even fear.

However, Harry was clearly used to Thomas's scary appearance.

"Oh, this is Mr. Thomas, a wizard who is quite good at fighting!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look at it, and then said in some surprise, "Huh? Is the black mist on your body ...... Weaker than at the beginning? ”

"Oh! Can you tell? ”

Thomas, who was still a little confused at first by Percy's questioning, immediately came to his senses when he heard Harry ask about it.

"I've been trying to figure out how to put away some of the black fog halfway through the road - you see, it's really scary, especially at times like these!"

While explaining, he couldn't help but reach out and flick the black mist in front of him, then shrugged his shoulders and said:

"Well, they don't get in the way of me seeing."

When Harry heard this, he waved his hand indifferently, and then turned to everyone again:

"Anyway, no problem—we happened to meet Maca, who had already checked on Mr. Thomas, and he recommended that Mr. Thomas and I form a partner at that time!"

"Recommended by Maca?" When Hermione heard this, she nodded immediately, "Then it must be all right—all right, come in!" You must be tired, sit down and take a break and eat some cookies to cushion your stomach first! ”

Then everyone gathered Harry and Thomas into the ward, and one by one they busily prepared food and drink for the two "warriors" who had worked all night. Only Delphi sat in the chair in the corner, looking hard at the blackened Thomas.

In the future world she knew, Maca had used the "arrogant" rules of the Bewitching Monument to create many of her subordinates, including wizards and all kinds of magical creatures.

If it weren't for so much help, it would definitely not have been able to stop Helbo's later forces.

Therefore, Delphi was actually very impressed by this kind of wizard covered in black mist, and she was even saved by her father's men.

Unexpectedly, now she finally met such a wizard who was once called the "Black Apostle" at the time - needless to say, this title was casually chosen by Maca to distinguish herself from Voldemort's "Black Death".

But......

"Mr. Thomas, may I ask you...... Are you the only wizard like you? ”

Hearing Delphi in the corner of the room suddenly ask, Thomas, who was eating, was stunned for a moment. To be honest, he'd never seen such a pretty little girl!

"Uh......" he said after a pause, "do you mean smoke-emitting like me?" Well...... As far as I know, it's probably just me...... I didn't see anything else anyway. ”

"Oh, that's right...... Thank you. ”

After hearing Thomas's answer, Delphi was actually very puzzled.

Because she still clearly remembered that when her father first made the Black Apostles, he made as many as ten at once.

So, what reason would he have made only one now?

“…… Well, maybe it's just because of decentralized manufacturing, right? She couldn't help but think to herself.

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