"Boom, boom, boom—"

A series of explosions erupted in the black market, followed by billowing smoke and blazing fire.

This is a "little joke" played by Maca and the wizards in the black market.

There are a large number of pokemon that have been abducted by Maca from the isolated island of the sea in Rewana, and once gathered, a single salvo can have quite a striking effect.

Just like Voldemort and his Death Eaters trying to launch a general attack on Hogwarts, this kind of attack could not help powerful wizards of Dumbledore's level, but it could form a strong deterrent to ordinary wizards.

At first, the explosions were only in residential areas with very few people, but it soon became clear that the entire explosion had a tendency to spread to other areas.

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and this time everyone finally saw it clearly - it was someone casting a spell to maliciously destroy, and there were definitely a lot of those "saboteurs"!

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and the flow of people on the street began to surge, rushing to the other end of the black market.

The herd effect began to exert its power.

Seeing that most of the people were pushing and squeezing away from the explosion, the rest of them subconsciously ran along. At this moment, most people don't know each other, but they have almost the same thought in their hearts - "Run!" ”

At this moment, on the other end of the block, opposite to the residential area that was being bombed, a group of wizards gathered at the end of the main road wearing uniforms of solid colors.

In the sky above them, a string of letters formed by the spell converged into a glittering word:

"Doorkey pick-up."

They are all Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, but here, the identity of the Auror is of little use.

Maca had some knowledge of the psychology of the wizards in the black market, and he knew that it would be naïve to let these guys follow the rules and follow the instructions to escape here.

But no matter what, he can't save the wizards in the entire black market. Even if he could be ruthless himself, he wouldn't let the Ministry of Magic, or even the International Federation of Wizards, know that he was ruthless.

So, thinking about it left and right, he simply used this "shepherd-style" method.

If the elves who are making the explosion are compared to sheepdogs, then the wizards who are driven away in the black market are sheep. As for the Aurors he placed at the other end, he played the role of "exit from the sheepfold".

Standing on the top of a relatively tall building in the residential area, Maca looked at the crowds of people on the street in the distance, and couldn't help but have a subtle smile on her face.

For the British Ministry of Magic, this is done to fulfill its obligations.

Even though the black market has always been a region on the periphery of British magic, it is still a part of the wizarding world.

Where there is light, there is darkness, and coordinating light and darkness is what the Ministry of Magic has always done.

When there is a problem in the black market, it is also the job of the Ministry of Magic to protect the inhabitants of the black market.

But for Maca, it's actually a bit of a blur.

His goal was always to deal with Helbo, and in order for Helpo to stop posing a threat to the British wizarding world, it was obvious that just vacating an underground black market would not have any substantial impact on Helbo.

If that guy wants to do something, he can change places and continue to toss at any time.

"So, it's just a 'little joke'......"

Maca looked into the distance and muttered to herself before turning away from the rooftop. saw him dodge, and in the next second, he rushed out in a certain direction at a very fast speed, and disappeared into the smoke in a blink of an eye.

……

The roof on which Maca was standing just now was only a hundred feet away from the Witt family's mansion. And near this section of the street, it is also the main target of some elves to cast spells and bomb.

However, none of those spells ever landed on the location of Werther's mansion.

Listening to the rumbling explosion outside, most of the members of the Werther family showed shocked expressions.

There is no way, an attack of this magnitude is no longer something that can be dealt with by normal means. Even if they want to run, they have to weigh whether they can run out of the bombing range!

"Has the protective charm been rolled out?"

A steward hurried down from the upper floor and asked.

"The people have been sent, and all sides are preparing to be in place, and it should be able to start soon." This is the answer of another family steward.

Although the Werther Mansion has not been attacked so far, no one can guarantee that it will not be bombed. Therefore, stepping up defense is the safest option.

And at the same time, in the underground chamber.

"Spell bombing?"

Helbo's expression moved slightly, but he didn't figure out the reason for it for a while.

"Is that McLean again? What is he trying to do this time......" After only thinking for a moment, he turned to say, "Arrange the defenses, and then send someone to check on the situation...... Leave the rest alone. ”

He didn't care what would become of the Werther family, and in his opinion, it was just a small accident. What's more, he has more important things to do right now!

“…… Good. ”

The old master of Witt replied helplessly, and turned around and left directly.

"Bang!"

As soon as the old master left, Helbo in the secret room immediately waved his hand. Suddenly, Asaph, who fell to the ground unconscious, suddenly rose into the air, and was then thrown back to the hard ground.

"Uh......"

As he woke up, the dull pain in his back and legs made him frown.

The fall just now was not light, if it weren't for the fact that he had undergone transformation and his physique in his normal form surpassed ordinary people, he would probably have broken a lot of bones by now.

But the next moment, still lying on the ground, he caught a glimpse of Helbo sitting not far away.

"Who are you? Where is this? Why did you bring me here? ”

Three questions in a row expressed the doubts in Asaph's heart. But even if he already understood the strength of the guy in front of him, it would not make him lose the necessary calm.

"Me?" Helmo chuckled, "You don't need to know who I am. ”

Before he finished speaking, a hint of fierceness flashed in his deep eyes, and the two soul-piercing eyes seemed to have an invisible suction, making Asaph look at him irrepressibly.

Immediately, his body was shaken, and his brain was full of roars.

After a few moments, Asaph felt consciousness regain, but the feeling of detachment in his body made it difficult for him to support his body, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hmph, didn't you even tell your subordinates where you were?" Helbo narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Why don't I believe it?" ”

"Original...... Are you looking for our boss? Asaph fell to the ground with some difficulty, "If you want the summoning part of "Abateel", you can trade the life of Marca McKellen......"

When Helbo heard this, there was a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I was saved by an old man in my childhood, and when I grew up, I was willing to repay each other with everything, even if it was at the expense of myself...... Hey, what a friendship! You say, don't you? ”

Asaph was unmoved by Helbo's taunts. As far as he is concerned, this affection is the most sincere, and it is also the greatest belief that he has in carrying out tasks again and again.

And when a person is not even afraid of death, what else can move him?

Because of this, when Maca faced these deadly guys before, she also felt that she had nothing to do.

However, Helbo's mockery did not end with Asaph's resolute performance.

"It's a pity," he said, tilting his chin slightly and looking down at the latter, "there are always some people in this world who can indeed become a qualified dead man...... But that doesn't include you. ”

As he spoke, Helbo suddenly leaned down and stared at Asaph's face.

"I heard that your companion named 'Miriam' has been with your boss for the past few years?"

"I've heard that she's on the black market right now?"

"I heard again...... Although you never mention it on your lips, you always secretly love this young partner in your heart......"

The more he spoke, the more indifferent Asaph's expression became. The contrast between the tense face and the gradually sharp eyes became more and more stark.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Asaph finally couldn't help but speak, his voice so cold that it seemed like ice slag had been mixed in, and people couldn't help but feel like the air had dropped several degrees at once.

It's just that Helbo, who was sitting not far away, didn't seem to be aware of this.

"What am I talking about, don't you understand?"

He said this as if he was just teasing him for fun. After saying this, he stood up without hesitation, and walked to the door of the secret room.

Helmo's pace is not fast, click, click, click...... Each step was like a knock on Asaph's heart.

Yes, what this guy wanted to know was already in his head. To this guy now, he Asaph is useless trash.

So, after casually teasing him, what should this guy do?

"Wait!"

Asaph's voice had grown hoarse for some reason, and a pain had gathered in him, burning his gratitude to 'Grandpa Raven'.

There are many kinds of love, and for Asaph, Miriam may be much heavier than he thought.

"I can find her for you, trust me, this must be faster than you go to find it yourself!"

Helpo's footsteps didn't stop.

"Wait, stop! I...... I can show you there, but ...... You have to promise that when you get what you want, you'll let us go...... No, at least let her go! ”

Asaph's shouts were hoarse, but this ...... Did it work?