Speaking of which, ever since Maca gained the ability to perceive magical power, he has been paying attention to all the movements around him all the time.

This includes when he is doing research alone, when he eats and drinks, and even when he puts on the quilt and plans to get a good night's sleep.

However, this was forced out by dark wizards such as Voldemort, Greenwald, and Helmault.

Honestly, apart from the first days when he had left home for Topoint and crawled as a child, he hadn't really been so vigilant as he had to dream.

Yes, even after Topointe had overcome the initial difficulties, and although he still slipped through the cracks every day, at least he could always sleep soundly every night.

However, the first year after entering Hogwarts has passed......

“…… Well, don't want to. ”

Suddenly, Maca shook her head, and suddenly threw these thoughts behind him, the reason why he suddenly remembered these things was entirely because he was completely retracting his sensing ability in a very rare way at this moment, and hurried like an ordinary person in the fog and in the dark according to his memory.

To be honest, this feeling of blindness was really a bit difficult for him to get used to.

But there was no way, now he dared to be sure that there must be someone around here who was quietly staring at him, but he couldn't easily spot the other party.

Because he knows that the person who stares at him is actually his future self.

Of course, although this matter is a bit complicated, it is actually simple. After all, he was going to use a time turner this time. In order not to add trouble to his future self out of thin air, he has to avoid the past self even when he comes back, and it will obviously be much more convenient for him to take the initiative to collect his perception.

After reining in her eyes and walking from the alley next to the department store to a cul-de-sac at the back, Maca pulled the time-turner from her bosom and glanced at the tip of her staff.

The stone ball covered with fine lines still flowed red from time to time, but other than that, there was no movement. This shows that he did not have any "chance encounter" with himself in the future during these few steps.

Uh, but ...... Whether this thing works or not is something you have to really try to find out.

Looking away from the staff, Maca looked back at the time-turner she held in her left hand.

In fact, as soon as he took it out, he felt that the old wound was somewhat induced, which was caused by the fluctuation of the rules of the sands of time. Although this alone does not make the injury worse, it is not comfortable after all.

However, things have to be used when they should be used, don't they?

"Five hours."

Looking at the time turner in his hand, Maca secretly recognized in her heart that if it was only a backtracking within five hours, the possibility of hitting that "limit" would become extremely low, and that he had been concocting the stone ball on the top floor of the empty building for the previous five hours, which was enough time for him to complete this test.

After thinking about this, she saw Maca pinching the gold chain on the time turner, and gently flicked the small hourglass in the middle of the gold ring with one hand.

One, two, three, four...... Five.

The surrounding scene did not change except for the figure that had left the alley quickly when he had first arrived, suggesting that no one had been here in the previous five hours.

At this moment, Maca, who had just returned to five hours ago, immediately glanced at the top of the staff again, and after finding that the stone ball was still unresponsive, she raised her leg and walked out of the alley.

……

"Qiang"

In the middle of a certain street, a silver streamer accompanied by a fast-moving figure suddenly emerged from the boundless mist, slashing heavily at a one-man tall black ball.

And after the silver light swept over the surface of the black ball, leaving a slender and narrow cut, it followed the figure again and sank into the gray mist.

This came and went, and there was no mud and water, and even the only pause seemed extremely short.

After the silver was gone, a few long sharp thorns slowly emerged from the surface of the black ball, and they were in vain on the several places where the figure passed.

Needless to say, it was Harry, who was battling a wizard with black eyes, and the Gryffindor Sword in his hand.

After a long period of fighting, Harry had gradually begun to adjust to his skyrocketing physique. This, combined with the somewhat unstoppable Sword of Gryffindor, made him one of the few people in the city of London who could go head-to-head with these strange black-eyed wizards.

To be honest, if he were alone, it would still not be easy to fight such a difficult opponent.

At present, relying on the sharpness of the sword, it can be said that as long as he slashes the opponent's body, he will definitely leave a rather serious scar on the opponent. But in the same way, his body is still at the level of an ordinary person, in case he is stabbed by the other party's black thorns, and he is poked out of the hole, it will be an obvious result.

However, the opponent had the black substance that could hold up a sturdy spherical shield for defense, but he did not have the appropriate means to accurately defend against every attack of the opponent.

Not to mention, the black pupil wizard's physical ability was not much inferior to him, and if the other party was allowed to move, the battle would often fall into a dangerous stalemate.

Therefore, when encountering this kind of black pupil wizard who can manipulate black unknown matter, he must first launch a fierce attack to force the opponent to hold up the shield. And after that, facing enemies who can't move at will, he can get the opportunity to find the gap and attack with precision.

But even if it comes to this, it is still not easy to hurt the other party.

But fortunately, he is not alone now!

After testing the other party again, and finding that the guy who had covered himself with black matter should not be able to come out easily for the time being, Harry immediately looked up and said hello to the air.

Then, a shadow whizzed down from the street, swooping down at high speed with a strong wind.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, a dark green to almost black fire dragon smashed heavily into the location of the black ball, and a dragon claw firmly buckled the entire black ball.

Immediately after, the fire dragon spread its wings and flew again, and threw the black ball into the air.

"Roar!"

When it comes to the power of fire breathing, the Norwegian Ridgeback is certainly not the most powerful among the many fire dragon species; But if you want to say that their best attack method must be to breathe flames.

This breed of fire dragon will unconsciously swallow Martian seeds as soon as they are born, and within a week there will be black flames coming out of their noses, and after a little more than a month, they will be able to fully grasp the natural ability of fire-breathing.

At this moment, I saw that the fire dragon that threw the black ball opened its huge kiss, raised its neck, and a blazing flame rolled out. In an instant, the space where the flames passed seemed to become slightly distorted.

The dragon's breath is no ordinary flame, it's also a magical flame. Although the characteristics of this dragon flame are different, the common thing is almost all about its powerful and pure scorching ability.

Although the black-eyed wizard's shield was strong, it couldn't easily resist this kind of fire dragon breath that only exerted its destructive power to the extreme.

Suddenly, Harry saw the black ball in the air suddenly disintegrate, and the wizard who had been hiding inside instantly took off into the air, narrowly bypassing the fierce current, and then fell straight to one side.

Harry knew that these black-eyed wizards weren't stupid in combat, and that they were much sharper than the other dark wizards. When facing the fire dragon, although the opponent can also fly, he still immediately decides to return to the ground.

Fighting the dragon in the air is the most thankless thing to do, and while it's not impossible to fight, it's certainly not as efficient and advantageous as luring the dragon to the ground.

It's a pity that although the other party's idea is correct, his opponent is obviously more than just a fire dragon.

As soon as he saw the creature fall from the sky, Harry immediately shoved back the broomstick he had just taken out of Hermione's bag, and at the same time sped towards where the other man had landed.

"Ding"

The black-eyed wizard's observation was obviously not weak, and just as Harry was rushing past, a black thorn like a spear immediately fell from the sky.

Harry on the ground had cut off the black thorn with precision, but his speed was slow, and he couldn't get closer before the other man landed.

However, his plan to attack in close quarters did not materialize, but his plan to attract his attention was considered a success. At that moment, I saw that the dragon tail of the fire dragon suddenly swept quickly to the opponent's side, and if it was hit by this blow, I was afraid that with the strong defense of the giant, I would have to bare my teeth.

However, to the surprise of Harry and Charlie on the dragon's back, the black-eyed wizard who was still in the air suddenly curled up decisively, and actually dodged the dangerous blow by a fraction of a millimeter.

Then, he suddenly fell to the ground, and dodged at the feet of Harry, who had taken the opportunity to run there and swing his sword, and rolled to the side.

"Hit!"

The thought flashed through Harry's mind, and the blood on the ground showed that he was right. However, after all, this sword was still dodged by the other party, leaving only a shallow cut on the back.

Just as Harry was about to take advantage of the victory, the slightest warning sign for no reason made his steps stagger.

"Watch the back!"

Charlie's voice rang through the air, and when Harry heard it, his hair stood on end. I saw him grit his teeth and threw himself forward, and the next moment he felt a strong gust of wind pass overhead, so close that his scalp hurt.

Someone sneak attacked!