From what his neighbor, Mr. Wilson, heard, Wendell didn't dare to tell his wife easily. But now, at least he understood that going out at will would be a very dangerous thing to do.

So in order to ensure the safety of his family, he decided to stay at home and hide and see the situation.

However, even in the home on the fourth floor, the various movements that sounded outside from time to time still made the couple nervous. Even if Wendell doesn't say it, his wife is unconsciously aware of the changes in the city outside.

If nothing else, the mere sound of an explosion sounding far or near in the fog outside was enough to make them scared.

Especially on several occasions, the movement seemed to come from the alley below, and it was incredibly close.

There is no doubt that continuing to hide it like this will not make his wife less frightened, but will also add a fear from the unknown. Yes, Wendell could only tell his wife about the so-called "thug".

But he didn't expect that just as he was talking and his wife were puzzled by what kind of thugs dared to make trouble in London, a dark shadow suddenly broke through the window of their house and fell in front of them.

I only heard a loud "clang", and their coffee table was smashed in an instant.

"Oh-"

The Wendells were terrified when they discovered that it was a living person who had suddenly crashed in through the window! And the other party is still holding a broom in his hand somehow?

"You ......"

Wendell pulled his wife behind him, then looked at the uninvited guest who obviously fell hard, and asked cautiously and hesitantly:

"Are you alright?"

To be honest, he really didn't know what to ask, after all, this is on the fourth floor!

"Oh...... It's okay! The other party used a broom as a crutch and propped himself up, "I knew this would happen, even if I wasted some time, I should have put on armor...... My waist. ”

Immediately, under the shocked gaze of the Wendells, the other suddenly pulled out a delicate small wooden stick from the inside of the strange robe and waved it at the broken window.

"Fix it as before."

The next moment, the Wendells saw the shattered pieces of glass and wood fly up and rejoin the window frame like a rewind. In the blink of an eye, the smashed window was restored.

After repairing the window, the other party turned around and shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I'm sorry, this shouldn't have been done in front of you! But now that London is like this, I don't think it's a big deal for one more person to break the Secrecy Act. ”

"Uh-"

Wendell's wife was stunned now, but Mr. Wendell was fine, at least he could speak.

"This ...... Sir, how did you crash into our house through the fourth floor window? He said incredulously, "And, what was going on just now?" How did you fix the windows in our house? ”

"Well, I'm really sorry to have trespassed into your house - you know, it's so foggy outside," the other said politely, "as for how I got here......

As he spoke, he lifted the broom in his hand and shook it, and motioned to the couple:

"I'm a wizard, and wizards can ride broomsticks...... I remember you mentioned this in your storybooks, didn't you? ”

Speaking of this, he owed slightly, and then turned to say:

"By the way, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself - I'm Bill Weasley, and like I said, I'm a wizard. As a sign of my apologies, I thought I had to give you a word of advice - there are evil wizards in the city of London, and they are a bunch of murderous lunatics. ”

"I hope this news of mine will allow you to avoid some unnecessary harm as much as possible."

Yes, this is Ron's brother Bill who has returned to Egypt to be his spell breaker since Fred and George's wedding.

But when he heard about the disaster in London, he immediately decided to come back again to see if there was anything he needed help with.

However, because the fog of London prevented the apparition from transfiguration, he had to choose to fly in from the outskirts of the city on a broomstick. Because it flew a little faster, it would crash headlong into Wendell's house.

"Alright, I guess I've got to go!" After giving the Muggle couple a kind reminder, Bill was about to open the window with his broomstick, "My brother Charlie is probably about to arrive, I need to meet him as soon as possible." ”

"Hey!"

Wendell didn't know why he was stopping him, but he was now confused by the other party's words, and he really needed a clearer explanation.

No way, just the fact that "a strangely dressed man crashed in through the window on the fourth floor on a broomstick" is enough to make it impossible to easily deny the other party's "nonsense".

Not to mention, this Bill had just repaired the windows of their house with amazing magic!

Sorcerer? Really?

When Bill heard him say "hey", he couldn't help but pause and turned back and said:

"What's wrong? If you're scared, hide under your bed or in your closet! ”

"Huh?"

Wendell was stunned when he heard this.

"That'...... Can you escape the kind of 'evil wizard who kills without blinking' as you call it? ”

"No, no, no," Bill said regretfully, "but I'm sure it will at least put you two at ease!" ”

"What?" Wendell didn't care if he was still suspicious, and quickly asked loudly, "Mr. Weasley, can't you tell us how to keep us safe?" Well, or maybe, can you stay and protect us? ”

"Oh, as I said, I'm on my way to join my brother...... Bill said embarrassedly, "Seriously, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that the most dangerous people are the ones running through the streets." You are on the fourth floor, and as long as you don't go out, the possibility of being attacked is not too big for the time being. ”

As he spoke, Bill, who had his back to the window, saw that the Wendells suddenly looked away from him and fell out of the window behind him.

When he saw it, he looked back and easily spotted something that had caught the attention of the Muggles.

It was a huge storm of ice crystals and flames—the gray fog in the city couldn't be blown by any means, but at this moment, there was a hole stretched out of it.

It may be complicated, but it's just a moment when Bill looks back. In the next second, a series of violent explosions suddenly spread, shaking the window glass "clang" and tremble.

It was clear that it was outside the entrance to St. Mungo, where the explosion was caused by the confrontation between Maca and Helbo.

"Wow!"

When Bill saw the horrific scene, he immediately shook his head, and decisively dismissed the idea of running out now. Then he turned around and said to the Wendells, who were completely speechless:

"Looks like I can't be here to protect you all the time, but at least it's okay to sit with you for a while!"

Bill was undoubtedly a good wizard, and because of this, he knew better what the scene behind him meant.

He easily guessed that it must have been Maca's move, and most of Maca's opponents were Helbo - a battle of this level would cause chaos if he went, and it was the wisest choice to honestly watch from the outside.

"Huh?"

As he spoke, Bill suddenly caught another glimpse of a dark shadow in the distance. It was because the explosion had temporarily lifted some of the gray fog that he could inadvertently spot the location of the shadow.

And now, the black shadow seems to be flying towards this direction from a distance, and the speed is extremely fast.

"That's ...... Dragon? ”

Bill watched from afar, and when he got a little closer, the outline of the shadow became clear.

"Is it Charlie?"

If I have to say, there are actually quite a few dragon trainers who can ride a dragon to the sky, but there is not a single one who can control the fire dragon to fly in the direction he wants.

By the way, although every dragon trainer probably has a dream of harnessing a fire dragon, wizards who really try to ride dragons end up miserable.

However, although Bill didn't think that Charlie had a way to really tame the fire dragon, he seemed to be able to only think of his brother Charlie if he could make a fire dragon appear over London at this time.

However, before he could confirm whether there was anyone on the back of the fire dragon, he saw that the fire dragon, whose outline became more and more obvious, suddenly swooped down and fell on the outskirts of the city.

"Okay!" Bill pouted, "Whether that's Charlie or not, at least the fire dragon should be controlled by someone." And the other party has obviously realized that it is best not to pick this time to fly in the air. ”

Thinking so, he touched his chin and sat down on the chair next to him, ignoring the speechless Wendell and his wife, and began to think about what to do next.

“…… Mr. Wizard? ”

Wendell finally came to his senses at this point—although he couldn't see the magical creature of the fire dragon, he could still see the storm of ice and fire that exploded in the air.

Needless to say, the horrible scene had already shocked him, and he could no longer question Bill's previous words.

"Mr. Wizard, this ...... This is really terrible, can you please take us out of London? I can pay you pounds, I mean really-"

When Bill heard this, he didn't care that he interrupted his thoughts, but then he showed a helpless expression.

"Unfortunately, as things stand, you can't leave London."

"Please! Please help us! Wendell hurriedly pleaded, "No, even if I can't...... As far as my wife and daughter are concerned, really! ”