Chapter 1017: Mutated Muggle

"Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, come out!"
While Maca and the trench coat wizard were still wandering around in black and white London, a figure appeared from outside the space.
There is no doubt that it was Haierbo-although he did not enter the space where Maca was located, he seemed to be able to see what was happening inside with his own eyes, looking far away into the big distant place. The direction of the clock.
The next moment after that, the Muggles sent by Maca to the Ministry's dungeon all began a terrible transformation.
Obviously, those Muggles can be called "accidental" if they only have individual problems. But if it happens at the same time, it is said that no one is operating behind the scenes and no one will believe it.
...
"At present, the ten floors below the dungeon have been completely isolated, but none of the Aurors dispatched before have returned ..."
At the moment in the Ministry's conference room, Snape and Slughorn were listening to a report on the status quo.
From the entire known process described in the report, the Muggle mutation that erupted in the dungeon was quite sudden. If it hadn't been for Maca and Kingsley's careful response to an emergency, it would be too late to say anything.
"According to the instructions of the chief, two groups of members were patrolling in the corridor outside the dungeon. Several therapists sent by San Mungo happened to leave immediately after conducting a routine inspection of those Muggles. Got the cell ... "
"So, when the jail door was destroyed, only a group of left-behind players died. And everyone else, including the therapist, has now confirmed their survival."
After hearing the situation report of the Auror who was then escorting the therapist, Snape thought about it and quickly asked:
"So? Do you have more specific details about those Muggles?"
"Oh, Hankins knows this better than me."
When the Auror asked him, he turned around and gestured to the other Auror behind him.
"He's Tommy Hankins, and this morning was the team member responsible for patrolling after the therapist's inspection time--" he introduced, "At that time their group also left after we escorted the therapist, It was about ten minutes earlier than the third group who stayed for us in the end. "
Speaking of which, the Aurora couldn't help but pause.
They are Aurors. Things like sacrificing for the sake of the public have already been mentally prepared while becoming Aurors. However, the death of a colleague in order to ensure that the two teams completed their tasks is still sad.
However, after all, they had consciousness. After a little pause, he looked all over:
"In addition, Hankins' team is also the team responsible for activating the multiple protection spells, and they have completed the task of urgently isolating the tenth floor underground."
"On behalf of the Ministry of Magic, thank you again for your efforts." Scrimgeour nodded sincerely next to him.
Of course, Snape didn't bother Scrimgeour's words. After the Auror briefly stated his colleague's work, his eyes turned on the Auror surnamed Hankins.
"Hello, Mr. Snape."
Hankins took a step forward, and the tough outline of his face revealed his fortitude.
"I did pay particular attention to the Muggle status at that time," he said earnestly. "Actually, we first noticed that the abnormal change was a kind of black gas. Which black gas was close to the ground, from the gap in the door of the cell. A little bit permeated-I think it's a bit like Voldemort's Black Death. Of course, I can't tell whether there is a difference. "
"And it didn't take long for the solid metal jail door to be destroyed by some sort of force, and the Muggles rushed out of it."
Snape frowned slightly and frowned:
"Like the Black Death, it's all black?"
"No, that's not true," said Hankins, shaking his head. "The black gas quickly disappeared, and when the Muggles appeared, they were basically no different from ordinary people."
At this point, he suddenly turned:
"But more importantly, I think they should still have at least some wisdom-when the three groups stayed to block, some of the Muggles obviously had the idea of ​​trying to bypass them. If not for the three groups of colleagues desperately blocking Maybe our two groups will not be able to complete the task of isolation. "
The dungeon on the tenth floor of the Ministry of Magic and the department of mystery on the nineth floor have existed since the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic, the Wizarding Council, which naturally includes the multiple protective magics currently used for isolation.
And this is also the basis for McGraw and Snape's choice to wait and see.
However, in fact, what can be used as a temporary reliance is only the isolation between the tenth and ninth floors underground.
After all, the Department of Mystery Affairs on the nine-floor level is too special. If alienated Muggles break into that level, the state of affairs will really be out of control.
After getting the initial performance after the Muggle mutation, Snape was immediately lost in thought. Slughorn, when he saw that he was no longer speaking, took the opportunity.
"Secretary Scrimgeour," the bald fat old man finally no longer smiled as usual under the current emergency situation, "I remember the Auror mentioned just now, and then you send someone to watch Ever? "
"Yeah! Professor Slughorn."
Scrimgeour was naturally a student of Hogwarts. And to the former dean of Slytherin College, he used to show considerable respect for this little snake.
"Four strikers and two Aurors have been dispatched, all of which have temporarily lifted the Ministry of Magic's anti-phantom manifestation spell, and then moved through the phantom. Unfortunately, six people failed to return," he said. "Fifteen minutes after we reached the sight line, we waited another five minutes or so, and finally turned on anti-phantom manifestation again and no longer risked more people."
"It seems that the situation below is not optimistic!" Slughorn shook his head with regret. "Mr. Scrimgeour, I think your approach is correct, and it is impossible to give up."
After that, the conference table finally fell into a silence, and no one knew what to do.
At the end, Scrimgeour suddenly said again:
"I'll just go and send a letter to the International Federation of Wizards-not to mention anything else, at least I have to get a response from there first."
From his words alone, you can see that he actually sent a letter already, and most of the time he went to Hogwarts for help.
However, the federation has not yet responded.
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Not to mention the silence over the Ministry of Magic, but at this moment, Luna was accompanied by Flivi to the street park where Maca disappeared.
It can be seen that the pits dug by Maca's own magic a few days ago have never been filled. In all parts of the park, King Ms. Led had set up the Muggle expelling curse to prevent unknown Muggles from approaching this place, which may still be dangerous.
"Miss Lovegood, be careful! Don't go too fast!"
The little man Flitwick shook his short arms and short legs and followed Luna tightly.
But Luna didn't pay much attention to the shriek call of Professor Flitwick. She seemed to be very curious about it. She was so busy that she didn't let go of every inch of space.
After all, Aberforth was not directly involved in the disappearance of Maca, and even the general situation was heard from other populations, so Luna was not brought here last night.
No, in fact, Luna walked around London all night yesterday.
"Miss Lovegood, did you find anything?"
"Oh, uh ..." Luna leaned down and looked down at the bottom of the pit, but she said indifferently, "Professor Flitwick, how deep do you think this pit is? If I jump like this, will I give my leg? Broke it? "
"Oh!" Flivi quickly took hold of his wand and squeaked, "Don't jump ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Don't jump—let's not talk about falling or breaking your leg. Who knows if there's still below What about Haierbo's magic? "
"Well?" Luna straightened straight up. "Haierbo's magic ... will it?"
To be honest, the time has passed a few days, and even if there were any traces of magic at that time, most of them have already faded away. So although Luna checked very carefully, she hadn't found anything till now.
And if there is any place in this small park that has not been sensed, it is undoubtedly the vertical pit that looks quite deep in front of it.
"Professor Flitwick, I want to go and see."
"No, no, this is absolutely not possible!" Fliwick waved his hands quickly. "And, Sirius, they must have not missed the view below, if there is a clue, they will definitely say it."
"But I've really seen it everywhere except here? As for the possibility of finding a maca outside that park, it is definitely lower ..."
The words didn't fall, but when Luna pulled out her wand and swung at the ground, the mud that had been turned out because of Maca's digging was immediately gathered by her, and soon became a strong rope.
After tying the two ends of the rope around the nearby trunk and her waist, Luna jumped into the pit and jumped into it.
"Hey!"
Flitwick had the intention to stop Luna who was inexplicably reluctant, but he did not expect that the opponent was faster than he expected. In particular, he did not expect that Luna didn't even hesitate, and jumped into it.
Fortunately, Flitwick's responsiveness is quite good.
Unprepared, he saw his two short legs thrown upside down, chasing quickly to the edge of the pit, and the wand in his hand quickly threw a silent floating spell.