"You're ...... too"

Aunt Petunia's shriveled face squeezed out a few wrinkles, and her lips trembled slightly.

Norin didn't say anything more, and after saying goodbye to Harry, he stepped out of the door of the Dursleys.

Aunt Petunia glanced at Harry, who was looking at Norin's back in a daze, and those eyes that were exactly the same as those of her sister made her heart fire for a while, and then thought of Norin's words when she was leaving, and exclaimed:

"What are you doing stupidly! Don't wash your hands and get ready to eat! ”

……

Norlin, who got home, thought about it and decided to fill his stomach first. He ran to the refrigerator and opened it, but it was empty.

That's right, how can they leave food in the refrigerator after being away from home for so long......

Norin thought to himself, throwing a candy into his mouth.

By the time I got back from going out for a meal at KFC, the night was already falling.

Norlin shook off his shoes, jumped onto the bed, and pulled out the nameless book.

The first page had already been translated by him, and tonight he was going to see what the meditation method from Ravenclaw's mouth really did.

Norin closed his eyes and felt the sea of magic as described in the page. This time the time to enter the meditative state was much shorter than before, and Norlin easily began to feel and absorb the magic.

However, after a few seconds, Norlin opened his eyes in horror.

What a domineering meditation method!

The magic power he absorbed just now was several times that of the same time on weekdays, it was simply not absorption, and it swallowed the sea.

His consciousness was like a whirlpool, and the magic around him was surging uncontrollably, enveloping him.

Norlin felt that the total amount of his mana had risen visibly, and this was the result of meditating for such a short time.

It's just that the magic absorbed this time was too ferocious, and it didn't take long for Norin to feel pain in his head and his spirit was sluggish.

After finishing this meditative state, Norlin sat on the head of the bed tiredly, extremely weak.

Norlin finally realized what it was like to "feel like the body was hollowed out", and he was mentally excited, but physically weak. He tentatively moved his fingers, but found it difficult to lift his hand.

What are you doing? Which meditation method still consumes physical strength? Ravenclaw, what else did you not tell me?

Norlin roared in his heart, but the feeling of weakness came in waves, and his eyelids closed uncontrollably, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, until he stepped off the bus to London, Nolin was still kneading his numb neck. The price of sleeping by the head of the bed is that his neck hurts so much that he doubts his life.

Fortunately, he learned a few medical spells just in case, and after a shot at himself, the pain was significantly reduced.

Nolin stepped on London soil and surveyed the city. The last time he came, he was in a hurry to get to the Hogwarts Express, and he wasn't in the mood to take a closer look at the foggy capital.

The Thames River is busy with boats and high traffic. The wharves on both sides of the river are bustling with activity, with workers laboriously loading and unloading goods.

Vehicles weave through the streets, reflecting in the sun, like torrents of steel.

The streets are bustling with people, men in fine suits and glossy leather shoes, women in white ladylike outfits, pearl earrings and black handbags.

In the nineties of the twentieth century, Britain was developing rapidly, and the population of London alone exceeded one million. Thinking about the population of the wizarding world again, Norin felt sad when he compared it.

There are many performance troupes on the streets, and there are magicians not far from Norin who are sparing no effort to perform magic tricks, winning the applause of the audience.

Norin watched with interest for a moment, then walked aimlessly. He came to London with a playful attitude, although he knew that his mother had been in London, but London was so big, and he could only rely on luck to find any clues.

The street is lined with shops of all kinds, and it is a completely different scene from Diagon Alley. Norin wanted to buy a few phones, but he had to give up at the thought that the electromagnetic equipment in Hogwarts was ineffective.

Although the wizarding world also has communication equipment such as a double-way mirror, which can be used for calls and videos, the limitations are too great, and the popularity is not high.

"Ahh

At this moment, the crowd in front of him suddenly let out a scream. A group of people looked extremely pale, as if they had seen some devil, and they ran desperately in a panic.

Norin's heart sank, and when he looked over, he only saw a black wind blowing, and what was wrapped in it was a pure magic that Nolin felt extremely shocked.

Everywhere the black wind went, all the buildings it touched cracked, and the broken stones kept falling, and the streets were soon in chaos.

"It's ...... Silently? ”

Norin quickly filtered several possibilities in his mind, and quickly locked on the most likely one, crying and laughing,

"I'm so lucky, right?"

Silence is an extremely special type of dark magic, it is extremely unstable, difficult to control, and moves extremely fast. Its host is called the Silent One, and once the Silent One is subjected to great emotional fluctuations, the Silent Ran will erupt.

The Silent do not live to be ten years old, except for the poor unfortunate man of Credence Byerburne.

While his thoughts were swirling, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic had already arrived on the scene. They were dressed in suits, apparently rushing over before they had time to change their clothes, led by a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, a prosthetic eye, and a cane.

Good guys, even the Mad-Eye is here.

"Silently...... How the hell is this thing again! ”

Alastor Moody's MONOCULUS turned wildly, trying to catch the trail that was running silently, but the latter was so fast that Moody could only scold.

"Captain, what should I do?"

The Aurors also lost their shrewd and resolute demeanor, and some of the young Aurors didn't even know what Silence was. They looked at the black wind that came and went freely, and their faces were solemn.

"Find a way to catch it!"

Moody roared, but he didn't know how to catch him.

A series of spells flew in all directions, and the Aurors scattered, attacking Silent with their own means. Silently and easily flashed, the occasional spell struck only to make it pause slightly.

The Muggles were stunned. They pointed to the sky with fear and excitement, and their curiosity even dared them to stay where they were and watch the battle.

"Jesus above, are these people magicians?"

"What are they fighting against?"

"It turns out that the magician has always been there for us...... What if they're the bad guys? ”

Norin, who was mixed in the crowd, listened to the strange speculations in his ears, and said guess, guess, anyway, he will forget in the end.

He moved to an open area, took out the wand at his waist, and fixed his eyes on the silence in the air.

At the moment when he silently collided with a tall building, Norlin's pupils shrank, and the tip of his staff pointed towards the sky behind the tall building, shouting:

"Hurry up and be imprisoned!"

The magic rushed into the wand and shot out into a scarlet spell.

Silently caught off guard, he collided with the Imprisonment Spell.