What Martin smashed on the ground was a magical plant fruit called "Fog Melon".
As the name suggests, this fruit will release a large amount of rich mist when bitten or broken, thereby causing creatures that try to use them to feed themselves to get lost in the tropical rainforest.
Of course, because this fruit looks very much like a shrunken pumpkin, it is often nicknamed the "Misty Halloween Fruit" by wizards. It is said that in the past, when the wizarding world held a Halloween party every year, they would smash a few on the ground to add some atmosphere.
At that time, this harmless and delightful fruit suddenly became popular throughout the European wizarding world and became a very popular holiday commodity.
However, since the fruit itself has no medicinal value and only sells well around Halloween every year, few people have deliberately grown it.
Year after year, the production of fog melons, which are not very large in the first place, naturally becomes less and less because there are always people going to several production areas to pick them before Halloween.
Until now, there is only one Magical Botanical Garden, which aims to save endangered plants, and occasionally holds limited giveaway events during Halloween to promote the concept of protecting animals and plants.
I don’t know if Martin visited that botanical garden on Halloween in which year and received such a “Halloween Limited Edition” fog melon, which he happened to use tonight.
To be honest, when Lucius and Draco were instantly surrounded by such a large thick fog, both of them were equally shattered.
However, Martin's fog melon is indeed used very cleverly - an almost completely enclosed indoor space like an underground church not only allows the fog generated by the fog melon to last longer, but also makes it particularly difficult to disperse.
The next moment the fog filled the entire church, many of the wizards who followed Lucius habitually cast spells that rolled up the airflow. But apart from making the fog in the room constantly billow, it has no other effect.
"The disappearing spell! Use the disappearing spell—"
Lucius waved his wand through the thick mist while loudly reminding the others to do the same.
Immediately afterwards, when the fog became much thinner as it disappeared piece by piece, they saw that every member of the congregation who had been fighting with them just now had disapparated.
In this regard, the wizards summoned by Lucius all seemed very annoyed, and some even complained softly because they had lost their credit.
But the Malfoy father and son, who were the only ones standing in front of the church, looked at each other and nodded.
"Who has brought a apparation detection ball? While they have just left, go and see if you can find where those guys have gone!" Someone shouted hurriedly, "Even if the general direction and distance can be detected, it will be fine. ah!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wizards in the entire underground church took action again, and they seemed very busy for a while.
Unfortunately, the alchemical tools of this era are generally too low in accuracy. At times like this, you might have to call Maka over so that his "humanoid detector" can determine where Martin and his group have escaped.
However, if you have to know their current specific location, it doesn't seem to be too troublesome, right
"Draco, you performed very well today - especially that crushing curse, which almost caused that guy a big loss!"
With a pleased smile on his face, Lucius praised his son, and then said:
"It's already very late. We have classes tomorrow. You should go back to school now! Just leave it to me."
Draco was naturally very happy to be praised by his father. But what makes him even more happy is that starting tonight, his father can finally appear in front of others without any burden.
Although Draco never mentioned the hurtful words he had said to his father when he was bewitched by the mysterious power, he still felt guilty in his heart.
Now, although it mainly depends on the opportunity given by that guy McClain. But this not only saves the father from having to hide at home all day long, but also gives the Malfoy family the possibility of coming back to life. This is obviously a very worthwhile transaction.
"Okay, Father."
Even though he had a lot to say in his heart, Draco didn't say anything in the end and just responded silently. Immediately afterwards, he used Apparition and left the underground church.
…
Draco's mission has been completed, and everything after that will be left to his father, Lucius Malfoy. As for the future development of the Malfoy family, it depends on Lucius's consciousness.
After all, their family is now completely on the opposite side of Haierbo, and they can no longer be a vacillating wallflower like before.
At the same time, Pansy appeared on the streets of London with the witch with fairy blood.
In fact, although she took advantage of the thick fog caused by Martin to leave the underground church, the location where she appeared was just randomly chosen.
At that time, she just wanted to find a remote place, so she somehow remembered a corner along the Thames River, and then subconsciously appeared here with the little witch beside her.
"… This is where?"
Just as Pansy was frowning slightly because of the injury to her back shoulder, she heard the little witch next to her mutter to herself in confusion.
But soon, the other party saw the river behind him.
Although it was night, the lights in London were colorful, reflected on the dark river, and the scenery was full of lights and feasting.
Pansy held her shoulder with the hand holding the wand, hesitated for a moment and then said:
"Where is your home? Let me take you back... Then, do you have any healing potions at home? I think I need to treat the wound on my shoulder."
However, the little witch was startled when she heard this, and then quickly shook her head. Although Pansy couldn't see the expression on the other person's face because of the hood, she could still feel the apology in the other person's heart.
"I'm sorry," she replied in that high-pitched voice, "I... I can't go there, I'm really sorry! Besides, you'd better stop using the Disapparation spell and cast it with injuries. If so, a separation accident is likely to occur!”
Pansy knew that the other party was actually right - especially since she was not very proficient in using the Displacement Spell. She had already been reluctant to bring someone with her just now. It was hard to say whether she would succeed if she did it again.
With this thought in mind, she used a cleaning spell to remove the blood stains on her body, and then called the little witch to walk to the road near the river beach.
"In that case, let's call the Knight Bus! I'll take you home first, and then I'll go to the Leaky Cauldron to open a room and treat the wound... Although most of the shops in Diagon Alley are closed, but it's overturned There should be a magic shop open over there in the alley."
Obviously, it was impossible for her injuries to be treated at St. Mungo's. Even the magic hospital would receive patients who needed emergency treatment at night.
As he was speaking, Pansy had already waved her magic wand on the side of the road.
"Crunch—"
"Oh, no... don't go back now. I'll go to the Leaky Cauldron with you!"
The Knight Bus is famous for being on call. Just as the little witch opened her mouth, two bright lights followed the vehicle body, which turned from virtual to real, and suddenly jumped in front of the two of them from a distance.
"Welcome aboard the Knight Bus, emergency transportation for witches or wizards in distress..."
This set of unchanging service terms came from the mouth of the conductor leaning against the door, and the tone was still so boring that Pansy didn't even want to listen.
Compared to Draco who rarely rides on the Knight Bus, Pansy has already ridden on it many times. I saw her take out a handful of Silver Siko from her pocket with familiarity, count some of them and put them into the conductor's hand.
"Are you sure you don't want to go back first?" She turned around and asked, "If you go back too late, will anyone at home find out that you went out at night?"
"Ah, it's okay! Just go back before dawn."
As the little witch spoke, she also started to take out the coins, but Pansy generously paid for her share.
Although the Parkinson family is indeed short of money, they are not even short of money for a car ride.
Not long after, after an unpleasant confrontation, they quickly got off the bus and came to the street where the Leaky Cauldron was located.
Because there were other people in the car, the two basically didn't have much communication. After getting out of the car, Pansy asked casually:
"By the way, I am Pansy Parkinson... maybe you know, the pure-blood Parkinson family. Excuse me... what should I call you?"
"Uh... just call me Iluli," the little witch said hurriedly, "Sorry, I don't have a last name."
It can be heard that when she said this sentence, her tone seemed a bit low. Thinking about it from this, it is very likely that her fairy blood came from her father.
"No need to apologize, because I don't think it's something to be ashamed of... Also, I think you could use your father's name as a surname, what's the idea?"
Pansy secretly chose her words in her mind, hoping to further her relationship with the other party.
It's a pity that she has never tried to do such a comforting thing, and now she is obviously a little stiff when she improvises.
Fortunately, Iluli, who was walking next to her, didn't notice this at all.
"I know the Parkinson family, but I didn't expect that there are good people like you in the pure-blood family... Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to speak ill of the pure-blood wizard!"