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Chapter 136

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In the chaotic crowd, there were many people like Professor Fleevy and Allen who were running away.

Professor Fleevy's short stature was not in his favor. If he was not careful, he might be knocked down by the panicked crowd. Allen grabbed Professor Fleevy's hand tightly and quickly followed the crowd.

Some adepts in black robes hurriedly brushed past Allen and the others, running in the opposite direction.

Allen recognized the wizard in the middle at first glance. It was William Piquillo, the president of the Congress of Magic of America. William Piquelli. His huge picture was hanging in the lobby. Allen was deeply impressed by his eagle-like sharp eyes.

For the Congress of Magic of America, the first priority was to catch the escaped prisoners and the escaping magical animals. Blocking the crime scene was definitely not within their consideration.

Because the battle between wizards was very powerful, it was definitely not a good idea to trap so many wizards in the building. Instead, it would be more effective to let people evacuate on their own.

Before leaving the lobby, Allen deliberately took a look at the dial that represented the threat level of magic exposure. The needle on the dial pointed to "Severe": Unexplainable Situation.

Allen and his team were lucky enough to leave the Woolworths building and evacuate along Broadway.

Suddenly, a series of earth-shattering noises came from behind. People's screams and wails echoed in this space.

Everyone turned around to look for the source of the noises. It was the magnificent skyscraper that stood on the street — the Woolworths building.

One of the walls of the building cracked, and the rubble on the ground began to tremble as if there was an earthquake. Then, the rubble suddenly exploded and broke away from the building, rushing forward in the middle of the street. The movement was fierce and rapid. People and vehicles were knocked into the air.

After a while, a group of Aura Phantoms appeared on the street. Waving their wands, they cast Forgetting Spells and Confusion Spells on the police and the people.

"Damn it! We have to get out of here as soon as possible! "Professor Fleevy grabbed Allen's arm and used Phantom Transference.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at a long street. On both sides of the street were similar brownstone houses. One of the houses had already been reduced to rubble. Someone was shouting, and someone was hurriedly evacuating from the building.

A police officer stood in the middle of the crowd, being harassed by the residents who were full of complaints.

"Hey — hey — be quiet! I'm taking a statement for the witness … "The policeman yelled impatiently.

"… I'm telling you, this is a gas explosion. I won't bring my child back unless it's safe." A woman in bright red pajamas waved her arms, looking agitated.

"I'm sorry, madam — there's no smell of gas." The policeman shrugged, disagreeing with the woman's guess.

"It's not gas - hey, officer, I see it! - a big one - a huge one - a hippopotamus monkey - "said a drunken middle-aged man triumphantly.

Professor Fleevy drew his wand from his sleeve and pointed it at the middle-aged man.

"Gas, it's gas." The middle-aged man suddenly changed his words, and the people around him all agreed with him. "Gas … it's gas!"

Professor Fleevy led Allen around the crowd and into a narrow alley at the back.

"Professor, why did you cast the Amnesia Spell on the man?" asked Allen confusedly.

"This kind of destruction is obviously not the gas the Muggle talked about! It must be a giant magical creature that destroyed the building, and the middle-aged man saw it. " And that middle-aged man saw it! "Professor Flick briefly explained the reason.

Allen could not help but applaud the professor for his keen observation! As expected of the professor. Even Allen himself was fooled by the man's drunken appearance. He subconsciously thought that the man was talking nonsense, but the professor saw through the clues! He still had a lot to learn!

"It's the responsibility of every wizard to keep the secrets of the world of magic from being exposed to the Muggle." Professor Fleevy's expression was kind and his tone was relaxed, but Allen was in awe of him.

"I wonder what kind of creature could have such destructive power?" Allen compared the magical creatures he knew one by one, but he had no clue. There were too many creatures that could cause such destruction. For example, right now, the bird-snake in Allen's pet space could do it.

A small blue animal suddenly buzzed over their heads. Allen felt that he understood why the big wheel of the United States of Magic pointed to a serious and unexplainable situation.

In just half a day, Allen had already encountered three magical creatures: the Motla Mouse, the destructive unknown creature, and the Billywegg Worm!

The blue insect with helicopter-like wings that just flew over was the Billywegg Worm!

The Billywegg Worm was an insect native to Australia. It was impossible for it to appear in New York. It was very likely that it had escaped from the United States of Magic.

The Billywegg Worm was very agile. Not only did the Muggle not pay attention to it, but wizards also rarely noticed it unless they were stung by it.

However, for Allen, who had sharp senses, the sound of the Billywegg Worm flying in this quiet and secluded alley was very obvious.

"Spider Web!" Allen quickly took out his magic wand and pointed at the Billywegg Worm. An extremely fine spider web instantly appeared in front of the Billywegg Worm. The Billywegg Worm could not dodge in time and was wrapped into a cocoon. It then flew into Allen's hand.

"What's that?" Professor Fleevy noticed Allen's action and asked in confusion.

"Billywegg Worm." Allen handed the cocoon to Professor Fleevy.

"Their stings are one of the ingredients of the Zizi Bee Candy!" Professor Fleevy took the cocoon and looked at it carefully.

"Also, it's a good spell." The Professor looked pleased. "Leonard will be very happy to see this."

"Thank you, Professor." Allen blinked, but in his mind, he was determined not to eat Zizi Bee Candy in the future!

"Professor, where are we going now?" Allen felt that it was stupid to just stand on the street and walk around aimlessly.

"We'll go back to the Congress and have a look." It was enough time for the Aura of America to clean up the mess.

After the prison break, a group of high-level Aura of the United States of Magic gathered together to discuss this major incident.

Among them was Professor Fleevy's old friend, Leonard, whose face was now full of scars. Also present was William Piketty, the president of the United States of Magic. President William Piquelli.

"This sudden incident has exposed a very serious problem. Why did our Auror arrive so late? Why did the prisoners who should have been executed immediately escape? Why were all the trespassers released? Why were all the trespassers released?"

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