In the garden in the vestibule in front of the gate of Buckingham Palace, a horse-drawn carriage suddenly descended from the fog above and drove down the horse path in the middle of the garden directly to the bottom of the steps at the palace entrance.

When the carriage had bent and stopped sideways, a dark-skinned bald wizard pushed open the door and walked down, and then ascended the stone steps to the palace gate.

Clearly, the wizard who got out of the carriage was undoubtedly Kingsley.

"Tuk-tuk."

As soon as he knocked on the door, the door of Buckingham Palace suddenly opened, and an Auror who was in charge of guarding the door walked out from behind the door.

"Mr. Chief."

"Hmm."

Seeing that the other party stood still in front of him, and gently bowed his head to say hello, Kingsley immediately said:

"Go and say to the old bishop, and I'm back."

"Got it, Mr. Chief."

The Auror had been brought in by Kingsley at first, and when Kingsley asked him to go, he nodded yes and turned and walked straight to the side hall inside.

Seeing this, Kingsley slowly moved two steps and waited quietly outside the door.

Fortunately, the old bishop Davidson did not let him wait long, and soon he saw the old man with a white beard in a religious uniform walking steadily through the door.

"Mr. Davidson, have the Queen's affairs been taken care of? I've got the cart here, it's the Thestrals—oh yes, and on the way to the Ministry of Magic, I've noticed that there are very few dark wizards in the streets. Especially the guys who manipulated the black liquid, and I didn't see a single one. ”

"Oh? Is it? When old Davidson heard this, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. McLean's shot is really not comparable to ordinary people......

After a little emotion, he changed his mind again.

"The Queen is asleep, and Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom are on the watch, and we can go at any time. Now that there are many fewer dangers in the city, it is indeed a good time to get out of London. ”

"Well," Kingsley said, nodding his head, "then let's get started!" It seems safe on the outside at the moment, but in times like these, no one knows what will happen next! If you want to go, it's better to get started. ”

Let's not mention others, at least Davidson and Kingsley, who are talking at the moment, both of whom have good insight and wisdom. Although they couldn't possibly know about the Demon Summoning Technique, they had already considered that Helbo must have a backhand.

And at this moment, both of them suddenly caught a glimpse of a silver-white light approaching rapidly in the distant mist, and the speed was surprisingly fast. In the blink of an eye, the thing that was rapidly approaching here swooped down and fell to Kingsley's side.

"This is—" Old Davidson said, surprised, "Patronus? ”

Although the former head of the pure-blood family and the Archbishop of Canterbury can be called knowledgeable, the advanced use of this Patronus Charm was invented by Dumbledore in private - he had never seen such a Patronus who could move long distances on his own.

"Yes, Patronus." Kingsley then said, "The silver eagle is McLean's...... He suddenly sent the Patronus over to deliver some important news. ”

Before the words fell, the silver eagle, who had folded his wings and tilted his head to look at the two of them, seemed to confirm Kingsley's words, and then spoke in Maca's voice:

"Kingsley, get out of London as soon as you can with the Queen, and then you all don't come back yet—especially to keep an eye on Harry and Neville, and keep them on standby outside the city. I think you've guessed in your head that there's likely to be a lot of danger in the city next, so you'll have to run fast! ”

"Mr. McLean, 'great danger' means ......"

"Mr. Davidson," Kingsley waved at him when he saw the other man asking at the Silver Eagle Patronus, "Don't ask, using the Patronus to convey a message is one-way, and it won't take back what you say." ”

"Oh, that's a shame."

The old bishop shrugged his shoulders, and after looking at the misty silver eagle and secretly admiring its lifelike and delicate appearance, he turned back and walked back to the palace.

"Anyway, please wait a moment, and I'll go and 'bring' Her Majesty."

……

While Maca, who was quite prescient, was trying to get the people of London out of the city as much as possible, Helbo had already thought twice about whether to throw the black guy behind him to the real London outside.

Because to be honest, with his current body, he can't keep up with the opponent's faster and faster battles. Although space moves quickly, it takes time to start, and even if the time required is short, the interval between one time and another is always real.

Once the enemy moves faster than his spatial teleportation, the consequences are obvious.

Not to mention, one of Helbo's shoulders had already been injured, and although the pain was not present in him, a dangling arm would inevitably affect his every movement.

"Bang!"

Hearing a dull stomping sound not far behind him, Helbo didn't have time to think about it. Immediately, he used his mana again and used space movement.

Then, I saw that the demon that was as black as jade seemed to teleport, and the speed was so fast that it left an afterimage at the place where it stepped on the borrowed force.

This is the speed at which Maca can only move when the "Swift" ability is activated to its maximum, and the demon with the immensparably powerful flesh does the same.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound, another afterimage, and Helbo had to move in space again, dodging the opponent's massive accelerating charge.

The soul flame he had left for the demon was still attached to the other party—he could feel that the demon's soul was indeed burning, but it was burning too slowly.

And until now, Helbo didn't know that the strength of the demon's soul was also very amazing, and it was no wonder that the other party could also use space to move.

It's just that......

"That guy can use magic too, but why hasn't he used it much?"

He was thinking about it, but the demon that had been chasing him suddenly disappeared silently at the foothold just now.

"Is it the back again?"

Hyerbo instantly realized that the demon was also intelligent, and ...... Maybe not low!

Because, the reason why the other party only occasionally uses the magic of spatial movement may be so that he can't judge the timing and habits of its use.

This unexpected effect is obviously quite amazing, after all, Helbo's shoulder was injured just now, isn't it?

The thought that the demon was very likely to appear in the blind spot behind him again, his mind moved, and in the blink of an eye, he was in another place not far away.

This time, however, Helbo seems to have misguessed again.

"Bang!"

With a ferocious blow, Helbo, who had just broken away from the state of spatial movement, felt his other shoulder tingle, and then he couldn't even feel half of his body.

This time the blow is much stronger than the first time before!

"Damn it."

Helbo cursed in his ancient Greek language as he cast the space movement again and vanished.

This time, the demon didn't chase after him, only to see "it" look up at Helbo who appeared on the roof of the building on the other side of the street, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Grave Sin...... Destroy! ”

The next moment, Helbo in the distance saw that as soon as he raised his hand, a black pillar of light burst out from his palm, and shot straight towards Helbo's location.

"That's—"

Helmbo sensed something in the pillar of light in an instant, but the timing was not right, and he couldn't spare time to ponder what that familiarity was coming from.

Just as the pillar of light was about to reach his body, his spatial movement also took effect, causing him to narrowly avoid it. Then, I saw the black pillar of light silently piercing through the walls of the buildings behind, as if nothing could stop them, leaving holes with smooth sections directly on the walls of the front and back of a row of houses.

Seeing that Helmo had dodged his attack again, the demon seemed to have no emotion at all, and showed no signs of annoyance.

However, although the other party is not angry, it does not mean that there is no follow-up pursuit. And this time, the demon's approach is still very "demonic".

In an instant, the guy suddenly moved his palm that was casting a black pillar of light. Suddenly, the pillar of light swept through the street like an indestructible long stick.

On the other side, Helbo could only fly up in the air when he saw this, releasing a disruptive magic in the air.

I've tried all sorts of attack magic before, but it's always been useless. As a result, Helbo had to try to deal with it from other angles.

It's a pity that the demon's body is too strong to resist demons, and even if his magic can have some effect, it is mostly limited.

"No, there's no point in going on like this, let's let it out first!"

Helbo thought so, and he planned to cast a spell to expelle him from this mirror space. But who knows, Helmo only paused for a moment in his thoughts, and soon he saw that the demon had moved directly in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Uh......"

Helmpo was stunned for a moment, as he realized that he had been punched in the chest and abdomen by the other party before he could react. The strong sense of penetration clearly told him what was going on.

"Destruction!"

The next moment, the demon saw one hand penetrate Helbo's body and restrain him, and the other hand beckoned straight to his head.

Helbo really didn't expect that the other party was so cunning that he even hid his speed, and the previous chase together did not exert his full strength at all.

And now...... With this fist, the end of his head is already self-evident.