Chapter 1199 Aberforth the Stubborn Goat

This is the mirrored space in London that Maca once visited. Black, white and gray are still all here. It was already night now, and the sky turned from white to gray, gradually blending with the black and gray city.

But in this city with no color at all, the thick fog outside does not exist. Instead, there is a turbid breath that ordinary people cannot see or feel.

But of course, this mysterious atmosphere that permeates the entire city and the entire space obviously also comes from the underground black market.

At this moment, Muriel, who was snatched from Martin's side by Hai Erbo, was actually still lying on that bed. She was just brought from the "surface" of the city to this "inside" world, and even her location hadn't changed.

It can be seen that her chest is still rising and falling slightly, maintaining her life with difficulty but tenaciously. But with every breath, that weird and inexplicable breath would spew out from her mouth and nose, spreading towards the whole city little by little.

"Very good, very good... That's it, the first step will be completed soon."

From the beginning to the end, Hai Erbo didn't go anywhere, he was actually staring at Muriel on the bed all the time. And it was obvious that Muriel was no longer a "person" in his eyes, and it had already become a very special magic material for him.

Just as Haierbo was muttering to himself, suddenly, a sudden wave of magic power spread from Muriel's body, making Haierbo's eyes brighten up.

However, the changes do not seem to be completely over.

Almost at the next moment, a white light suddenly pierced the darkness of the night in the London city of this mirrored space, rushing straight into the dim sky from a certain location in the urban area.

"It's really exciting!"

Although Haierbo, who was in the underground black market, couldn't see the scene above the ground, he could clearly sense the majestic magic power.

Only a genuine ancient wizard like him would understand that even in the ancient Greek period, it was extremely difficult to implement a demon summoning technique of this scale.

Because the classification of this summoning technique was a taboo even in that era.

"...Perhaps, only in this era when magic is gradually deteriorating can I get such a chance to try it."

After taking a deep breath,

Hai Erbo's figure flashed suddenly, and he finally left the room where he had stayed for a long time.

...

Just looking at the situation in the Ministry of Magic, it can be said that the current situation in London is quite bad. In fact, it's not just the lack of manpower in the Ministry of Magic. Even the Order of the Phoenix, which has greatly expanded its staff compared to before, is now somewhat stretched.

Yes, because most members of the Order of the Phoenix are not combat power. If it is only used for exploration and investigation on weekdays, many people may be good players, but if they really want to participate in the battle, people like Mundungus are obviously unreliable.

After all, Maca has been only concerned with developing the intelligence network all this time. In this case, the only ones who can help are the old members who were originally gathered by Dumbledore.

And at this moment, Lupine, who was in charge of dispatching from Black's old house, had obviously realized that even if the Ministry of Magic had dispatched most of the Aurors and strikers, it might not be able to support the Federation. Support arrives.

"Dunge, you are here to help me continue to receive the latest information in London. If there is any abnormality, write the ciphertext directly to Kingsley and Sirius... I have to go out."

In the living room of Black's old house, Lupine pushed aside a pile of documents piled on the table, then stood up and said something to Mundungus who assisted him in sending and receiving information.

Seeing that Lupine seemed to be leaving soon, Mundungus hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait!" He hurriedly said, "I can probably judge where to transfer from - it just depends on the degree of danger! But I don't know how many people to transfer! You know, If I can figure out this big change in the situation, then I still have to work on you alone!"

"You don't have to worry about the specific deployment," Lupine waved his hands immediately after hearing this, "You can just send out the information that may go wrong. Of course, Kingsley needless to say, Sirius is actually a smart man, He just doesn't like to use his own brain very much!"

"Then..." Mundungus said with a bitter face without confidence, "What are you going to do? Can't you let me go? I'm good at running errands!"

"It's just looking for someone to help. This is indeed your strength." Lupine said, "Unfortunately, you really can't go this time—think about it! Pig's Head Bar, do you dare to go?"

When Mundungus heard this, he immediately grinned.

"Oh! Aberforth?" He shook his head immediately, "I see... I will guard here, you go! Um... remember to go and come back quickly!"

...

A moment later, in the Hogsmeade's Hog's Head pub.

It must be said that at this time when many members of the Order of the Phoenix are as busy as ants on a hot pot, there is one person who still lives slowly.

Needless to say, this younger brother of Professor Dumbledore has always been this kind of person who does his own way. Even if the outside world has been exposed, he will probably not be moved in the slightest.

Because, from the day his brother Albus died, the only thing left in his life was the goat.

Tonight, he was still standing behind the bar as usual, silently and lightly wiping the goblet that was almost never changed. On his side, this thing is not wiped clean for guests to use - that only needs a cleaning spell, and this goblet is entirely left by him for wiping and playing.

But, of course, there were actually no guests tonight either.

To be honest, it's not that Aberforth is ignorant of the current situation in London, he just doesn't want to get involved.

"Squeak—"

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door being pushed open sounded in the empty shop, which was particularly ear-piercing.

"Aberforth, why haven't you sent any news in the past two days... How is Hogsmeade these days?"

Naturally, it was Lupine who came in at this moment, and he hurried in from the door, looked around, and walked quickly to the bar.

Aberforth only raised his eyelids as he entered, but they quickly dropped them again.

"Sometimes no news is the best news."

"Oh! Maybe so!" Lupine sighed, "Since you are so confident, why don't you come to London to help? I have sent you all the information that should be given to you. You should know that Kingsley Things are not going well with Sirius."

"Is there any difference if I have one more or one less?" Aberforth curled his lips, "Besides, you don't even think about how old I am—you want me, a bad old man, to risk my life and run there A place where black wizards run around, are you planning to let me chat with my damn brother as soon as possible?"

"Aberforth..."

Lupine choked helplessly at his words.

Obviously, he has actually come to find the other party several times. After all, this is the younger brother of Albus Dumbledore, even if he is not as good as his brother, he is not much worse.

Not to mention, Lupine remembered hearing Albus mention it before, saying that his younger brother would often duel with others when he was young.

Given the current situation, they naturally need such a combat power that cannot be underestimated.

"Aberforth," Lupine continued to persuade after a depressed pause, "your brother said that if we need anything, we can come to you for help—"

"Maybe!" Aberforth snorted softly, "He may have said... But I never did things for his words. The reason why I stayed in his so-called 'Order of the Phoenix' is because That's just because I promised a person to help him as much as possible."

Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at the back room behind him, then slammed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said lightly:

"But now, my brother obviously doesn't need my help anymore, does he?"

"Uh--"

Lupine naturally had no way of knowing about his sister Ariana, because it was impossible for Professor Dumbledore to tell him this. Therefore, he could only half understand what Aberforth said.

However, no matter what reason Aberforth had, this time Lupine had to bite the bullet and continue lobbying. Because at present they really need several hidden combat forces including Aberforth as supplements, and Aberforth is the most difficult to convince.

After racking his brains for a while, Lupine finally said:

"I said, even if it's just for Maca's sake, look..."

"Perhaps many people think that McLean is outstanding—including my brother," Aberforth frowned and stared at him, "But, for the face of a silly kid who is stupider than me, do you think Is it big?"

"Silly boy?"

It was the first time Lupine heard Maca say that, but Aberforth shook his head and continued:

"Why, is it possible that you still think he is very smart? If you want me to say, he is a complete idiot, and no one is more stupid than him! Otherwise, how could he have taken over this from my brother? 'Order of the Phoenix'? How is he going to work around all day and get nothing for himself?"

Having said that, Aberforth simply threw aside the rag in his hand and swung his hand back violently.

"Let's go! Get out of my bar!" he shouted, "You are no longer welcome here...Kingsley is in Diagon Alley, right? I'll go over and make it clear to him later, tonight After that I will quit the Order of the Phoenix, and then you can stop bothering me!"

It wasn't until Lupine was kicked out of the Pig's Head Bar that he finally realized—Aberforth agreed?

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