confusion!
I think other than the word "chaos", it would be difficult to find another word to describe the current scene in Haifa.
The light of the curse flickered one after another, from between various street buildings to the gloomy night, flickering on and off like silent lightning piercing the darkness.
However, it is not just the wizard groups belonging to the two parties that are active in Haifa City at this moment.
Israel is a country that has withstood a lot of wars, and its port city Haifa has also changed hands several times, so this Muggle city is particularly sensitive to wars.
Speaking of which, before the establishment of Israel, it was once under British rule and became a British enclave dedicated to oil refining.
But tonight, when Haierbo's manpower was spread out, it didn't take long for a helicopter to arrive to observe the situation.
Although the three helicopters before and after seemed to be shot down without any effect, it can be seen from Haifa's reaction speed that she will not be killed as easily as Haifa initially imagined.
After that, as if to prove this point, Haifa City's military strength was suddenly pulled out. Even though the senior officials of Haifa City definitely haven’t figured out what is going on, there is nothing missing that should be done to deal with it.
Haierbo stood on the top of a tall building, looking at the city in the dark with an expressionless face.
He stood firm on his feet, as if everything that happened in front of him had no great impact on him. Even if his action tonight was completely forced, and even if the power of Muggles was completely different from what he had imagined, his attitude would be the same.
Yes, at least on the surface, he was still dismissive of it all.
However, Haierbo could remain unmoved and let his temporarily transformed "subordinates" risk their lives. But at this time, Ajinbad, who was also observing the command, had a different mood.
"Go and notify the major members of the Federation immediately to discuss the Muggle solution in Haifa City as soon as possible! Be sure to tell them that the Muggle Naval Base in Haifa City has been alarmed here!"
He grabbed a certain council member's arm and spoke hurriedly before letting go. Then he thought about it, but once again grabbed the reviewer who left in response.
"If any of them ask the question 'What is a naval base?', explain it to them..." Ajinbad gritted his teeth, "Then tell those people that I will initiate a vote to cancel their membership status at the next meeting. !”
Hearing this, the reviewer nodded repeatedly, and Ajinbad once again let go of his hand holding the other person's clothes.
But just as the guy was about to apparate back, Ajinbad stretched out his hand to him for the third time, and because the grip was too strong, he staggered.
"besides-"
The federation president hesitated for a long time this time, and finally nodded to himself as if he had made an important decision.
"Send another letter to Mr. Maka McClain of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry... No, go there yourself and ask him to come here for emergency help! This matter must be done before the two things I just mentioned. Do."
Ajinbad originally wanted to go by himself, but now he really can't leave.
After all, the "legendary Haierbo" has not appeared until now. As the president who personally led everyone here, he must hold the line here.
"I understand." The review member responded honestly, but soon hesitantly said, "President, you...do you have anything else to say?"
Ajinbad, who was upset, naturally didn't give him a good look and glared at him at that time.
"Go quickly!"
…
Today is one of the rare days that Maka gets to go to bed to sleep. Moreover, this was also a rare day when he planned to get a good night's sleep.
It's just... Of course, after receiving Ajinbad's letter in the afternoon, he didn't expect to sleep until dawn.
And now, while Maka was still sleeping soundly in bed, a faint sound coming from the window easily disturbed his sweet dream.
"...Mr. MacLean... Mr. MacLean? MacLean..."
Maka's breathing suddenly paused. A few seconds later, his eyelids rolled a few times along with the eyes inside, and then he let out a long breath.
“…poor my Peking duck, it’s still hanging in the duck oven!”
He muttered and struggled to open his eyelids.
"But then again... It's just a dream, how do you want it to be so real? You actually started by buying ducks from the market... Am I the one who opened Quande?"
From the time he came to this world until now, the chance of him dreaming about his past life has become lower and lower... Okay! This may also be because he never sleeps well.
No longer thinking about it, Maka put the dream behind her just now, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
It didn't take long for him to pack himself up and hurried out.
"Professor McGonagall," when he was going down the stairs, he met McGonagall who was also walking down. "Oh, Professor, go back to sleep! I know who is looking for me outside... I just go and deal with it."
Maka noticed at a glance that Mag was obviously in a hurry to come down.
I saw that the buttons of the other party's coat were neatly buttoned, but a slightly inconsistent light blue could be seen in the collar - I'm afraid he was still wearing a nightgown underneath!
But compared to the messy clothes, Mag's thoughts were quite clear. She didn't pay attention to Maka's persuasion, but frowned slightly and said:
"Is it something happening with Ajinbad? Is there something wrong with the Israeli magic community?"
In fact, Maka really didn't want to add any more worries to the principal who was busy at Hogwarts all day long. But he also knew that even if he didn't say anything, Mag himself would soon learn about some of the latest information.
So after thinking for a moment, he had to smile calmly.
"I think... there's probably a fight over there right now," he said. "You know, it's the men from Haierbo and the Federation—"
Just as he was talking, he heard another call outside the castle, and couldn't help but shrugged again.
"Seeing that they are so anxious, maybe the Muggle war power is also... Well, in short, Mr. President Akinbad should be anxious at this time."
"Then they want you to come over..."
Mag looked at Maka, looked up and down first, and then even reached out to straighten his clothes. It wasn't until she straightened the collar of Maka's robe that she patted his arm and nodded as if satisfied.
"Go! Be careful and come back immediately if there's any danger - don't be careless."
Maka could understand that Professor McGonagall's actions did not represent her identity as the principal of Hogwarts, but her care as an ordinary elder.
If it were the former, she would not be able to say "come back if there is danger".
And Maka understood better that the fundamental reason why Professor McGonagall showed this attitude towards him was still due to a topic he had discussed with McGonagall some time ago.
"Ok, I know."
He nodded slightly, then without saying anything else, he quickly turned around and continued going downstairs.
…
"... Mr. MacLean! You finally came out... Ah! I mean, Mr. Akinbad is waiting for you to come to the rescue! Please help me -"
At the school gate, Maka turned around and closed the iron gate, while listening to the sincere plea of the joint reviewer behind her.
Speaking of people who came out of the federation, they would definitely not be able to be so shy and ask for help - it would be too late for others to ask them!
But once a big problem occurs, they will have to ask some real capable and powerful wizards.
The magical world has always been a place that values strength since ancient times, even if the situation in the modern magical world seems to be continuously moving closer to the Muggle social concept.
"Stop it!" Maka turned around and said after re-applying defensive magic to the school gate, "Tell me briefly first, what is the situation over there? Especially on the Muggle side. Level of involvement.”
After Maka's interruption, the thin-looking reviewer finally stopped talking and recalled something.
This person is really honest enough. No matter how chaotic Haifa City is tonight, he still does what he says, and he is not afraid that Maka will not want to go after hearing this.
You know, this afternoon Maka directly rejected their president's invitation.
After hearing the scene described by the other party, Maka couldn't help but be a little surprised.
What surprised him was not the quick response of the Muggle side of Haifa City, but that Haierbo actually managed to find so many men to cause trouble during the time when the federation was urgently organizing manpower!
"Okay," Maka just thought about it for a short while and then said immediately, "You should still have tasks, so go ahead and do it! I'll go over and see what's going on..."
Just relying on the words of this reviewer, he naturally could not understand some of the more critical elements in this matter. But there are some things that can be predicted in advance - even if he does not have the blood of a prophet, nor does he have any inexplicable astrology.
After standing still for a moment, Maka looked up and whistled, then took out a pen and paper and wrote a letter using the floating spell.
And when he finished writing the letter, the owl Mafa flew over from the Forbidden Forest and took the initiative to pick up the rolled parchment.
Maka half-raised his arm and whispered a few words to Mafa, who was standing on his arm. He then raised his hand and watched Mafa flap its wings and disappear into the night.
After making the necessary preparations, not long after, his figure standing at the school gate disappeared with a burst of space distortion.
But when he appeared from another place, he only felt that his breathing was stagnant, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped by a chill...