Chapter 403: Farewell, Hiding, Meeting in Avalon

"Cool, bro." Ron reached out and touched the shield, then was flung away.

"Sorry, I'm still...not quite sure what this is." Harry waved his hand, and the shield swayed with his hand.

Then, a feeling of fatigue surged over Harry's heart. His physical strength and magic power seemed to have reached their limits. The shield disappeared and the golden light in his eyes faded away.

"You rebounded the Killing Curse for the second time." Hermione exclaimed as she walked over and pulled them both up.

"Turn off the lights and close the shop." Harry stood firm and began to take over the scene.

Ron took out the Deluminator and turned off the lights, and Hermione pointed her wand at the rolling door twice.

Once they were done, they began to investigate the two Death Eaters on the ground.

"This guy is Rawl. He appeared on the Astronomy Tower, and there are marks on his face from the burns I caused." Harry kicked Rawl, who had lost his life due to the Killing Curse.

"Dolohov, I saw him on the wanted poster."

Ron also walked up to another Death Eater, his expression filled with deep disgust, and his hand reached for the wand at his waist.

"What should we do with you? If it were us lying on the ground right now, you would definitely kill us."

"Ron!" Hermione called out to him. She was worried that Ron would make a mistake because of his momentary anger.

"Tsk, I get it." Ron closed his eyes and stopped looking at the person on the ground.

"After clearing their memories, leave quickly. One has already died. It should be unsafe here anymore," Harry suggested.

"Yes." Hermione nodded, raised her wand towards Dolohov, and after reciting the spell, a faint light lit up from the tip of her wand, and Dolohov's memory was wiped out.

Bang bang, the shutter door of the cafe was suddenly knocked.

The three people in the shop took out their wands at the same time and pointed them at the rolling door that was about to be lifted. The red light illuminated the dim room, like a beast choosing its prey.

With a click, the light from outside came in, and a man in a black windbreaker and a newsboy cap walked in, with a burnt-out cigarette in his mouth.

"Huh." The man smoked the rest of the cigarette hard and threw it on the ground.

"Long time no see, Harry Potter."

"Who are you!" Harry did not put down his wand, but the other party did not attack him right away like the Death Eaters, which made him unsure of the other party's camp.

"Three years ago, on the roadside, on the Knight Bus." The man reminded, raising his black umbrella to signal.

"You!" Harry's thoughts flew back to three years ago, when he was sitting on the side of the road, and an image of a man holding a black umbrella shielding him from the rain emerged.

"Tommy Shelby." Harry remembered the other person's name, although the business card he gave him was long gone.

"Let's go. Let's talk on the way. You guys need a place to hide, too."

Tommy went forward and pushed open the door to the kitchen. The waiter had already escaped from another exit at the back.

He nodded to the three of them, signaling them to follow. Ron and Hermione were looking at Harry, waiting for his decision.

"Let's go." Harry didn't care anymore. A large-scale search by Death Eaters was about to begin and they needed a hiding place.

The Burrow was destroyed, the Black Mansion became no longer safe because of Snape's betrayal, and Hogwarts was controlled by the Death Eaters and could not be returned.

The three of them could only follow Tommy and be led by him through the dark alleys.

At this moment, a huge Dark Mark appeared in the sky, and countless black smoke came out of the mouth of the skull, searching for her enemy for their master.

Just as the black smoke was rushing towards Harry and the other two, Tommy waved his umbrella and used a spell to pull the three of them into a small door, and then the black smoke dissipated instantly.

Looking up again, Harry found himself in a gray bar filled with all kinds of gang members.

The bar fell silent with the arrival of Harry and his two companions, as if three white rabbits had stumbled into a lair of hungry wolves. All the gang members were sizing up and down them.

"Sit down." Tommy took off his windbreaker and hung it on the rack, then took out some drinks from the counter and poured them some.

"Sir..." Harry wanted to ask something, but Tommy raised his hand to stop him.

He poured the wine, lit a cigarette for himself, and took a puff with great relish.

"I know what you are going to ask. I am from the Transformers Alliance, and we are employed by the Prewett family."

Tommy's teeth, showing in his smile, shone brightly in the smoke, but it was not the smell of ordinary cigarettes, but gunpowder smoke.

"Aiden, are you employed by him? Maybe it's Arthursi." Harry hesitated, but based on his previous collection of information on Prewett and the performance of the person in front of him, he still asked.

"Do you want to start a war?"

"Ha!" Tommy laughed, and the transformers around him also laughed.

"Hehe, hahaha." The laughter became more and more intense. Hidden under this joyful scene, the undisguised malice was displayed directly in front of the three children.

"Aiden, he won't allow you to start a war!" Ron mustered up his courage and stood up to face the malice in the crowd.

"He is no longer in the Basilisk world. We are free now. Why do you wizards always have the upper hand?

We the Transformers want to be rats in the gutter, but we also want to stand on the world stage and fully display our ambitions. Therefore, we need a war that will affect the entire world."

Tommy stood up and opened his arms. Behind him, blood and fire seemed to appear, and countless wizards were crawling at his feet.

With a "bang", a stick made of rolled-up newspaper hit Tommy on the head. "Stop teasing the kid."

Arthursie emerged from his shadow, and Harry and the other two felt like they had seen a savior.

"The Weasleys are doing fine, but they are under surveillance, so they can't get in touch with you."

Arthursie's words calmed Ron's anxious heart. At the same time, she reached out and took out a black-covered book from the bag in her arms.

"I have this too!" Harry was stunned when he saw it and took out the book from his donkey skin bag.

"Use mine first. I'll take you to see someone." Arthuri spread out the book, and an alchemical matrix appeared on it. Then a large amount of gray mist overflowed from the book and enveloped them.

Harry raised his hands to protect his face. The next moment he felt weightless and continued to fall to the ground. Ron and Hermione also fell down and hit Harry.

"Hiss!" Harry gasped.

"Come to think of it, when we first met, you fell to the ground like this." A pleasant boy's voice sounded.