In the current urban area of London, it can be said that there are almost no enemies left, because most of those guys have been eliminated with the efforts of Maca, Sirius and others.

However, after all, it is only "almost", and there will always be fish that slip through the net.

And now, because Maca had sensed the change in the situation from the previous anomalous magic fluctuations, she had shifted her attention more to arranging for everyone to evacuate quickly.

The wizarding forces led by Sirius, including the Muggle army led by Kingsley, to deal with the mad wizards had been gathered at Maca's behest, and were responsible for protecting the evacuees from the city of London safely.

And that's not all...... Although Maca and Delphi had almost wiped out those black-pupiled wizards before, they still missed two of them.

At this moment, it was about ten minutes before St. Mungo's evacuation team discovered that bloody street.

One of the two black-eyed wizards who wasn't found by Maca was engaged in a rather close battle with someone with a slightly special identity.

"Bang!"

On a narrow street a little distance from the center of the city, Aberforth was keenly aware of the blackthorn shooting from behind him, and took a step to dodge.

Then, he didn't look back, let alone fight back, but immediately continued to rush forward.

"Bang!"

Passing by an intersection, he turned sideways without hesitation, dodged a spur again, and then decisively turned a corner and went down another side street.

After a few more steps, he turned around, waved his staff, cast a spell, turned his head and ran again. That explosion spell caught the moment the black-eyed wizard rushed out of the corner, so that the other party was blasted right as soon as he showed his head.

"Bang-"

As a cloud of flames mixed with black smoke obscured his vision, Aberforth swung his wand open the door of a Muggle sundries store on the street, and dodged inside.

When the black-eyed wizard rushed out of the explosion with an arcing shield, he found that the person he was chasing was gone.

However, it is very difficult for ordinary wizards to keep them from discovering. Even if Aberforth is not only experienced in combat and has a good level of magic, it is difficult to escape the perception of the other party.

You know, these so-called "collectors" rely on direct sensing of the sins of others...... Or, in other words, it senses the souls of others to find "hunting objects".

At this moment, Aberforth actually wanted to hide his breath and catch the other party off guard, but unfortunately, his idea did not come true.

"Huh."

A sharp sound of breaking the air sounded outside, and Helbo, who was hiding behind the door of the utility point, immediately took three steps back.

In the next second, he saw a familiar black thorn penetrate the wall from the side, pass directly in front of his eyes, and plunge deep into the wall on the other side.

Looking at the slightly trembling tail of the black thorn, Aberford thought about it, turned around and ran quickly into the shop.

To be honest, Aberforth's strength is quite strong, especially since he has quite a lot of combat experience. Under a series of accurate judgments, although he hadn't hurt the black-pupiled wizard once so far, the other party hadn't hurt him a minute or a half.

If it were another wizard, I am afraid that he would have been nailed to the ground by the extremely sharp and fast-firing black thorn.

However, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and with Aberforth's stubborn and unyielding nature, I can't help but have the idea of "finding a way to get rid of it first".

But obviously, if you want to get rid of that guy with a pair of black eyes, it's not that easy!

As Aberforth burst out of the back door of the grocery store, and then turned around and sped away in one direction of the alley outside, he heard the enemy behind him once again catching up.

Accelerating, dodging, and speeding up again, Aberforth really put his mind on escaping from the other party's pursuit this time.

Before they knew it, they were speeding from a slightly remote neighborhood through a small half of the city to a street close to the city center.

"A little further on, it's St. Mungo, remember that Maka kid is in the hospital, right? Alas...... Leave the guy in the back to him to solve! ”

Aberforth muttered a few words in his heart, and then had to admit that this era should indeed belong to young people like Maca.

"Forget it...... Not to mention this era, the last era never belonged to me, did it? He dodged another attack and shook his head with a grunt.

Yes, he Aberforth Dumbledore was never a "protagonist" or a "hero". If I had to say it, his brother Albus was!

But just as he was rushing to the next intersection, two wizards suddenly ran out of the corner with a small group of Muggles, causing his pupils to shrink instantly.

There are refugeists in front and pursuers in the back - this situation is not good!

"Damn it!"

At that moment, a trace of confusion flashed through Aberforth's heart, but soon, he stopped impatiently in front of the stunned evacuees, and turned his head to face the black-eyed wizard who was chasing him.

"Run! I'll block it here, you guys run! I probably won't be able to stop it for long! ”

Without looking back, Aberforth said a word to the refuge and the two wizards at the head, and then ignored them, raising his wand and staring at every movement of the black-eyed wizard.

"Thank you......" one of the wizards leading the Muggles immediately thanked him, then turned and shouted, "Run!" Follow us! Get out of here! ”

The cry passed through Aberforth's ears, but it didn't even reach his head, let alone let him know about it. At the same time, the black hole wizard who was rushing to his side was another black thorn that flew straight to Aberforth's side.

This time, because there were still people behind him, Aberforth couldn't dodge at all. So at that moment, he had to wave his staff and cast a spell, lifting a tile from the ground, whistling and smashing it into the opposite direction.

"Boom—"

The sound of violent smashing smashes the road ahead of him into a pile of uneven marks. And the black-pupiled wizard who bore the brunt of it had already supported an extremely strong spherical shield at that moment just now.

Only a rumbling sound was heard, and the one-man tall black ball was revealed among the dust, and it was obvious that there was no damage on it.

At the same time, several black thorns suddenly shot towards Aberforth's side. ()

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