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"Mr. McLean . . . I say, when are we going to see it here?"

When the two groups of people below were planning to send one of them to the Dark Soul Pavilion to withdraw money and trade, Maca and Tarino were standing in the shadows on the roof squatting bored!

It can be seen that Tarino has long been used to this kind of inhumane business, and now he is no longer surprised by it.

"The guys with the three Thestral wings turned their faces!" Maca shrugged, and then he laughed, "Then we will go down and eat black."

"Three?" Tarino looked down again suspiciously, "Where are there three?"

"Isn't this just one, two...three?"

Maca stretched out her finger, starting from the small captain Kanter, pointing at the big Chris... and the girl with a "stubborn face" huddled in the corner one by one.

"What? That little girl?" Tarino asked in surprise, "Could it be..."

"Haven't seen it?" Maca asked strangely, "Shouldn't this kind of phishing trick be very common in places like the black market?"

"How is this possible... The Thestral Wings are a large-scale employment team, are they worthy of this kind of trick?" Tarino asked with a puzzled expression.

"A team is a team, and an individual is an individual...Didn't Kanter say that just now? They are making extra money!" Maca spread her hands.

At this moment, Kanter and the sharp-voiced wizard who had gone to trade had returned. Not only that, but there was one more person beside them.

"Mr. Munoz, it's this little girl... Take a good look, this is a product with a very high bloodline!" The wizard laughed, but his voice was unusually harsh.

The one he called "Munoz" was a well-dressed middle-aged wizard wearing a pair of glasses. If you put aside the dirty business that is going on right now, you will look like a polite nobleman.

But what he said made people feel a little unsettling.

"Hmm... oh... It really is a high-end product of good quality..." Munoz pushed the frame of the mirror, and stretched out his hand with a pair of white gloves straight to the girl.

The girl Dang even avoided the hand that reached out to her cheek with a look of disgust, and there was a pair of eyes full of hatred in her eyes filled with tears.

"Well..." Munoz nodded again and again, the corners of his mouth curled up excitedly, his original face full of etiquette was crumbling little by little, "...not bad, hehe...it's not easy to let people have character. bored."

Finally, a disgustingly satisfied smile appeared on his handsome face, "7000 Galleons, it's really worth the price."

"Of course it's worth it. With my mother's acting skills, the price won't drop in a few decades!" In the girl's sweet voice, a cold light flashed through everyone's sight.

Munoz immediately widened his eyes and covered his neck with disbelief. He opened his mouth, but apart from the strong smell of blood, there was nothing else that could come out of his mouth.

"You guys cough"

The wizard with a sharp and piercing voice was only halfway through speaking when he felt his eyes turn suddenly. In the next second, the face of the big Chris that was wrapped in cloth strips became the last image in his eyes.

"Search for it, and then throw it into the 'ditch'." Kanter ordered, while calmly retracting the wand back to his waist.

Not far from him, there was only a corpse that was gradually cooling down.

"Boss, shouldn't we try to raise the price next time?" The girl calmly wiped the blood splattered on her cheeks, even thinking about the next "deal".

"...I don't think so."

When this group of people were chatting casually, a voice full of interest suddenly appeared, causing their movements to pause.

"Compared to raising the price, you should pay more attention to the script... If you want me to say,

In fact, those Muggle movies, ah, etc., can be a very good reference. "

The one who spoke suddenly was of course Maca. At this moment, he was stepping on a magic book and volleyed down, and then hovered steadily in front of them.

"Who are you?" Kanter frowned, staring at Maca in mid-air with a dark gaze, the wand was already in his hand, pointing directly at where Maca was.

And the veela girl next to her stepped back quickly...

She's not a wizard to fight. Although she can do some evil spells, but if she wants to face a wizard who exudes a "not to be messed with" all over her body, the first thing she has to do is go back and call for help.

"Roar"

The first move was the big Chris.

After a short run-up, he stepped on the ground suddenly, jumped up high, and punched Maca. Seeing that strength is definitely not small, but if compared with those black dead disciples...

"...It's really weak."

Maca only rose about two feet, and easily avoided the heavy blow.

"But in terms of brain capacity, it is comparable to the Black Death!" Maca muttered to himself, and seeing that Chris seemed to be jumping up again, he shouted loudly, "Hey! Kanter... I just Come to ask a question, can you stop this furry guy first?"

"how do you know"

"Nonsense!" Maca pointed at Chris's neck and said, "The hair is leaking out, do you think others are blind?"

"Oh, I'm really sorry..." Kanter was stunned for a moment, "If it's about business, of course we welcome... please Avadaka"

Kanter, who was about to surprise and sneak attack, suddenly a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and the magic wand that had just glowed green in his hand just got out of his hand, spinning and flying towards Maca.

Maca flicked his hand like chasing flies, and the wand landed in the corner of the alley.

"Can't you talk well?" He didn't care about Kanter's sneak attack at all, as if nothing happened just now, and continued, "Chris, do you know Fenrir Greyback? Where is he now?"

The big man Chris, whose muscles were tense, obviously hesitated when he heard it, and then subconsciously glanced at Captain Kanter.

Kanter is obviously in a state of shock, but he has never seen a silent spell with such a fast casting speed!

To put it bluntly, the silent mantra does not speed up the speed of chanting, it just replaces chanting with silent chanting. But even so, it is already a big problem to cast the spell without chanting the syllables.

Like Maca, who can not only use silent spells proficiently, but also can compress spells that have been shortened to almost the limit by the predecessors, Kanter simply doesn't even have the ability to understand.

I am afraid that only genius wizards like Albus Dumbledore or Voldemort can reach this level of admiration, right?

"Chris, tell him if you know." Kanter urged quickly.

"Well..." Chris pondered for a while, then looked up at Maca and said, "I haven't seen Greyback for a long time, and he didn't know where he went before I left there..."

"Then who is managing those werewolves now?" Maca nodded and asked.

"It should be Logan, right?" Chris replied in a muffled voice.

"What about the current gathering place?"

Chris shook his head. Obviously, he who had already left there was not very clear anymore.

"This... um... this gentleman," Kanter picked his words carefully, and interjected, "There are too many gathering places for those guys, and if they are not their companions, they will never reveal any information .The wizarding world has very low tolerance for werewolves, as you should know..."

"Okay, that's it! Then I will..."

Just halfway through Maca's words, he suddenly rose dozens of feet higher. Immediately afterwards, someone's chimney flew past his feet, making a violent whistling sound through the air.

"Good sister, throw more accurately next time!"

It's that sweet voice again, it can't be wrong, it must be the mixed-race Veela girl who called herself "old lady" before speaking.

Maca just turned around and looked towards the other side of the alley following the sound.

"Hey! Does she really have a younger sister?"

The first thing that catches the eye is not the girl just now, but a "giant loli" who is much taller than Mrs. Maxim.

But if compared with Mrs. Maxim, the most notable thing is not the height of this loli, but the thick and abnormal body.

Although Mrs. Maxim was tall, at least her body proportions were quite well-proportioned, at least she didn't look so uncomfortable.

And this "loli" in front of me...

"What kind of blood is this? A hybrid of a giant and a dwarf?" Maca couldn't help muttering in a low voice, "Wait! No, no, there is a sister of a Veela hybrid! What kind of family is this, so insane? "

He was thinking about it, but saw that "giant loli" broke down the chimney on the other side again, and threw it at him heavily, with even more force than last time.

At this moment, another green light lit up under his feet. Needless to say, Kantor must have seized the opportunity to retrieve his wand again.

Facing the joint attack of a half-blood giant and a dark wizard, the benefits of Makana's flight were immediately manifested.

He moved his position diagonally downwards with the magic book under his feet, and easily dodged attacks from two directions at the same time again.

"Do you really want to die once and see?"

Maca lowered his head, pointed his wand in his hand, and in the next second, a huge and hideous black skull flew towards Kanter.

One of the great advantages of soul magic is speed. This non-physical attack put aside most of the material interference, and came to Kanter in an instant. )!!