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Chapter 343 Chaos
Felix suddenly turned over and sat up, and the alert magic he had left outside the tent was touched.
After putting on various defensive spells for himself, he pushed aside the curtains, and in the darkness, he saw a mother holding a child staggering over, her hair strayed messily, and she was wearing a dirty pajamas with her arms in her arms. Holding a three or four-year-old child.
"What happened?" Felix asked her in a deep voice, and there were bursts of screams and explosions in the distance.
"There has been a riot...the fans...no, they are thugs! Fire everywhere..." the woman in front of her said, her face pale and she still had an expression of horror.
Lupin came out of the tent, holding his wand alertly. "What's the matter?" When he saw the woman, he was taken aback.
"It should be the trouble caused by some fans," Felix said, "Remus, take care of them. By the way, wake up Kramy and Arik and I will go out and have a look."
Lupin looked at the woman and her child, and nodded silently. He looked into the distance. There were red fires everywhere in the camp, and there were crying and anxious shouts in the distance.
Felix carried his wand and hurried towards the place of fire.
You can see some dark figures on the road, stumbling, walking deep and shallow. They took their family members, followed by one or two crying children, and took refuge in the direction of the woods.
Most of these people were caught off guard. They only wore a pajama. Some of them were separated from their families, shouting their names as they walked.
Not everyone is flustered. Some people are calm and help maintain order. An extremely tall woman shouted in a loud voice, overwhelming the surrounding noise: "Quiet! Students of Busbarton, raise your wands to light the way for others."
"Yes, Mrs. Maxim." A group of boys and girls replied neatly. They lighted their wands one after another. Following the light from them, the panicked crowd approached spontaneously and surrounded them.
"Follow me and walk down the path." The woman called "Mrs. Maxim" took the lead and walked in the forefront. From time to time, she looked back and comforted her with a calm voice: "Don't panic, one by one, follow up!"
This woman may be about the same size as Hagrid, but she looks taller visually, because she is very slender and slender, not as bloated as Hagrid. Felix suspected that she had the blood of giants, but she undoubtedly inherited the advantages of both sides, with a delicate face and elegant manners.
And it can be seen that she is very prestigious among these young wizards, should she be a professor?
In a hurry, Felix didn't have time to think about it. They passed by. Felix went straight to the flames against the direction of the team. Halfway through the journey, he saw some Ministry of Magic staff who fell on the ground. They were knocked out. Everyone was hit with at least four or five coma curses, as well as some messy curses, looking very embarrassed.
Felix dragged them over and piled them together to avoid being stepped on. He simply imposed a floating spell on himself, and then controlled himself to rise into the air, his gaze constantly patrolling.
On the other side, the marchers’ ranks continued to grow. At first, there were only 30 hooded wizards. They wandered around the camp with masks. One of them captured the Muggle Roberts family on the edge of the camp and controlled them in Make a circle on the top of your head and enjoy it.
Later, more and more people joined in. There were fans who needed to vent because of the team's failure, celebrators who celebrated the half-night and threw themselves into the dark, and people who liked excitement. They grew the parade team more and more. The momentum formed a scale of three to five hundred people, setting fires everywhere in the camp, leaving burning tents behind them.
Through the flames soaring into the sky, they saw a figure standing in mid-air, condescending, and their eyes turned to this side.
The marchers squeezed their eyes. The man seemed to be flying. The eyes were so bright and terrible. Even if they were a few hundred feet away, they could feel the anger and pressure in his eyes.
"Lord, master——"
A hooded wizard yelled, and his hands trembled involuntarily.
In the procession, the dozens of hooded wizards led by a commotion, two of them couldn't even hold their wands and knelt in the direction of Felix, "Master, we have been looking forward to your return-- "
"Don't be stupid, that's Felix Haipu!" said a hoarse voice.
Felix moved. Massive rays of light gathered in the palm of his hand, and then quickly expanded. He threw a huge ball of light toward the sky, temporarily replacing the invisible gray-green light on the horizon.
This light is like winter sunshine, bright and not dazzling. In a flash, it fills every inch of space and every shadow, and even the moon high in the sky is covered, and the whole camp is as bright as day.
Felix brings all the chaos into his eyes——
On his right is the parade crowd, headed by thirty or forty wizards wearing hoods and masks. They should be the leaders of the riots, huddled together in a dense formation, slowly moving forward. Advance. Above these people's heads are four struggling figures floating in the air, twisted into various weird shapes--all ordinary people in pajamas, helplessly manipulated by invisible ropes like puppets.
Around Hundreds of riotous fans gathered around the Hooded Man. Looking at their outfits, they should come from different countries and join them because of common hobbies or chaos. The purpose of these marchers who joined in the middle was purer, to vent their anger and create chaos. Some of them wore funny masks they didn't know where to find, some just covered a piece of cloth on their faces, and some showed their faces very boldly, waving their wands drunkenly, emitting sparks.
Behind the parade—on both sides of the road they walked, there were burning tents, like huge torches.
Surrounded by the fleeing crowd, the screams of women, the crying of children and the panic calling of men are connected together.
When Felix’s magic illuminates the entire camp, they recognize the direction and no longer look like headless flies, leading their families away from the group of marchers.
In every corner of the camp, countless people raised their heads and looked at the figure of Felix in mid-air, shocked in their hearts.
A small road beside the forest——
"Look at that man! He is floating in the sky!"
"Where is Mrs. Maxim? We can't find her—" a young girl with thick curly hair called to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The three of them were separated from the adults, and they were separated from Ginny and the twins. Walking away, just came to a path by the woods.
It was densely packed with people, and everyone looked towards the camp in horror.
"Who is Mrs. Maxim?" Harry asked nervously. He had just stunned a drunk man with his wand. He and Ron and Hermione had worked together to hide the drunk in the bushes. .
"They are not from our school..." A young witch who was about the same age as Hermione embraced the little curly-haired girl, looked at the three of Harry with a bright light, whispered "Hogwarts", and then talked to him. Everyone looked at Felix in midair.
"Who is he? Why can he fly?"
"Does it lead? I saw someone kneeling to him in the marcher—"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Hermione yelled at the man in annoyance. She looked over there worriedly and whispered: "It's Professor Haipu, he should want to stop the riots. This is too dangerous and should not be in direct conflict... Hundreds of people."
Harry looked over, and the professor’s magic illuminated the camp. They could see clearly. A dozen colorful spells among the marchers flew towards the professor, but most of them were skewed and skewed.
Ron said comfortingly: "Professor Haipu is four to five hundred feet away from them. Don't worry, you can't fight at all."
……
Felix illuminated the camp with lighting, and some marchers immediately became uneasy-the darkness gave them the courage to do evil, but when the light came, they could only hide their nasty ~www.novelhall.com~ Avoid being discovered.
People keep leaving the team and leave quietly.
But there were still quite a few people staying in place. These people clamored, made noises, pointed at Felix, and deliberately shot sparks and spells to make provocative actions.
On the other side of the parade, Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Sirius looked helpless. Charlie asked, "Dad, what should we do?"
Mr. Weasley looked at the floating Roberts family, “You can’t do it easily, it’s not good if you hurt them.”
They were worried. A few Aurors from the Ministry of Magic tried to pretend to be marchers and wanted to get closer to the Roberts family, but they were attacked by fire.
"They will disperse soon," Mr. Weasley's tone was quite certain, and he said a little annoyed: "Mouse in the gutter! These guys are lawless! If you can catch them all—"
Sirius pointed in midair, "Someone has the same idea as you."
Felix’s face was calm, he stretched out his hand, pointed forward, and a black lightning descended, almost at the same time, a wizard wearing a hood was penetrated through the chest.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 343 Chaos
Felix suddenly turned over and sat up, and the alert magic he had left outside the tent was touched.
After putting on various defensive spells for himself, he pushed aside the curtains, and in the darkness, he saw a mother holding a child staggering over, her hair strayed messily, and she was wearing a dirty pajamas with her arms in her arms. Holding a three or four-year-old child.
"What happened?" Felix asked her in a deep voice, and there were bursts of screams and explosions in the distance.
"There has been a riot...the fans...no, they are thugs! Fire everywhere..." the woman in front of her said, her face pale and she still had an expression of horror.
Lupin came out of the tent, holding his wand alertly. "What's the matter?" When he saw the woman, he was taken aback.
"It should be the trouble caused by some fans," Felix said, "Remus, take care of them. By the way, wake up Kramy and Arik and I will go out and have a look."
Lupin looked at the woman and her child, and nodded silently. He looked into the distance. There were red fires everywhere in the camp, and there were crying and anxious shouts in the distance.
Felix carried his wand and hurried towards the place of fire.
You can see some dark figures on the road, stumbling, walking deep and shallow. They took their family members, followed by one or two crying children, and took refuge in the direction of the woods.
Most of these people were caught off guard. They only wore a pajama. Some of them were separated from their families, shouting their names as they walked.
Not everyone is flustered. Some people are calm and help maintain order. An extremely tall woman shouted in a loud voice, overwhelming the surrounding noise: "Quiet! Students of Busbarton, raise your wands to light the way for others."
"Yes, Mrs. Maxim." A group of boys and girls replied neatly. They lighted their wands one after another. Following the light from them, the panicked crowd approached spontaneously and surrounded them.
"Follow me and walk down the path." The woman called "Mrs. Maxim" took the lead and walked in the forefront. From time to time, she looked back and comforted her with a calm voice: "Don't panic, one by one, follow up!"
This woman may be about the same size as Hagrid, but she looks taller visually, because she is very slender and slender, not as bloated as Hagrid. Felix suspected that she had the blood of giants, but she undoubtedly inherited the advantages of both sides, with a delicate face and elegant manners.
And it can be seen that she is very prestigious among these young wizards, should she be a professor?
In a hurry, Felix didn't have time to think about it. They passed by. Felix went straight to the flames against the direction of the team. Halfway through the journey, he saw some Ministry of Magic staff who fell on the ground. They were knocked out. Everyone was hit with at least four or five coma curses, as well as some messy curses, looking very embarrassed.
Felix dragged them over and piled them together to avoid being stepped on. He simply imposed a floating spell on himself, and then controlled himself to rise into the air, his gaze constantly patrolling.
On the other side, the marchers’ ranks continued to grow. At first, there were only 30 hooded wizards. They wandered around the camp with masks. One of them captured the Muggle Roberts family on the edge of the camp and controlled them in Make a circle on the top of your head and enjoy it.
Later, more and more people joined in. There were fans who needed to vent because of the team's failure, celebrators who celebrated the half-night and threw themselves into the dark, and people who liked excitement. They grew the parade team more and more. The momentum formed a scale of three to five hundred people, setting fires everywhere in the camp, leaving burning tents behind them.
Through the flames soaring into the sky, they saw a figure standing in mid-air, condescending, and their eyes turned to this side.
The marchers squeezed their eyes. The man seemed to be flying. The eyes were so bright and terrible. Even if they were a few hundred feet away, they could feel the anger and pressure in his eyes.
"Lord, master——"
A hooded wizard yelled, and his hands trembled involuntarily.
In the procession, the dozens of hooded wizards led by a commotion, two of them couldn't even hold their wands and knelt in the direction of Felix, "Master, we have been looking forward to your return-- "
"Don't be stupid, that's Felix Haipu!" said a hoarse voice.
Felix moved. Massive rays of light gathered in the palm of his hand, and then quickly expanded. He threw a huge ball of light toward the sky, temporarily replacing the invisible gray-green light on the horizon.
This light is like winter sunshine, bright and not dazzling. In a flash, it fills every inch of space and every shadow, and even the moon high in the sky is covered, and the whole camp is as bright as day.
Felix brings all the chaos into his eyes——
On his right is the parade crowd, headed by thirty or forty wizards wearing hoods and masks. They should be the leaders of the riots, huddled together in a dense formation, slowly moving forward. Advance. Above these people's heads are four struggling figures floating in the air, twisted into various weird shapes--all ordinary people in pajamas, helplessly manipulated by invisible ropes like puppets.
Around Hundreds of riotous fans gathered around the Hooded Man. Looking at their outfits, they should come from different countries and join them because of common hobbies or chaos. The purpose of these marchers who joined in the middle was purer, to vent their anger and create chaos. Some of them wore funny masks they didn't know where to find, some just covered a piece of cloth on their faces, and some showed their faces very boldly, waving their wands drunkenly, emitting sparks.
Behind the parade—on both sides of the road they walked, there were burning tents, like huge torches.
Surrounded by the fleeing crowd, the screams of women, the crying of children and the panic calling of men are connected together.
When Felix’s magic illuminates the entire camp, they recognize the direction and no longer look like headless flies, leading their families away from the group of marchers.
In every corner of the camp, countless people raised their heads and looked at the figure of Felix in mid-air, shocked in their hearts.
A small road beside the forest——
"Look at that man! He is floating in the sky!"
"Where is Mrs. Maxim? We can't find her—" a young girl with thick curly hair called to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The three of them were separated from the adults, and they were separated from Ginny and the twins. Walking away, just came to a path by the woods.
It was densely packed with people, and everyone looked towards the camp in horror.
"Who is Mrs. Maxim?" Harry asked nervously. He had just stunned a drunk man with his wand. He and Ron and Hermione had worked together to hide the drunk in the bushes. .
"They are not from our school..." A young witch who was about the same age as Hermione embraced the little curly-haired girl, looked at the three of Harry with a bright light, whispered "Hogwarts", and then talked to him. Everyone looked at Felix in midair.
"Who is he? Why can he fly?"
"Does it lead? I saw someone kneeling to him in the marcher—"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Hermione yelled at the man in annoyance. She looked over there worriedly and whispered: "It's Professor Haipu, he should want to stop the riots. This is too dangerous and should not be in direct conflict... Hundreds of people."
Harry looked over, and the professor’s magic illuminated the camp. They could see clearly. A dozen colorful spells among the marchers flew towards the professor, but most of them were skewed and skewed.
Ron said comfortingly: "Professor Haipu is four to five hundred feet away from them. Don't worry, you can't fight at all."
……
Felix illuminated the camp with lighting, and some marchers immediately became uneasy-the darkness gave them the courage to do evil, but when the light came, they could only hide their nasty ~www.novelhall.com~ Avoid being discovered.
People keep leaving the team and leave quietly.
But there were still quite a few people staying in place. These people clamored, made noises, pointed at Felix, and deliberately shot sparks and spells to make provocative actions.
On the other side of the parade, Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Sirius looked helpless. Charlie asked, "Dad, what should we do?"
Mr. Weasley looked at the floating Roberts family, “You can’t do it easily, it’s not good if you hurt them.”
They were worried. A few Aurors from the Ministry of Magic tried to pretend to be marchers and wanted to get closer to the Roberts family, but they were attacked by fire.
"They will disperse soon," Mr. Weasley's tone was quite certain, and he said a little annoyed: "Mouse in the gutter! These guys are lawless! If you can catch them all—"
Sirius pointed in midair, "Someone has the same idea as you."
Felix’s face was calm, he stretched out his hand, pointed forward, and a black lightning descended, almost at the same time, a wizard wearing a hood was penetrated through the chest.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 343 ChaosFelix suddenly turned over and sat up, and the alert magic he had left outside the tent was touched.After putting on various defensive spells for himself, he pushed aside the curtains, and in the darkness, he saw a mother holding a child staggering over, her hair strayed messily, and she was wearing a dirty pajamas with her arms in her arms. Holding a three or four-year-old child. "What happened?" Felix asked her in a deep voice, and there were bursts of screams and explosions in the distance. "There has been a riot...the fans...no, they are thugs! Fire everywhere..." the woman in front of her said, her face pale and she still had an expression of horror.Lupin came out of the tent, holding his wand alertly. "What's the matter?" When he saw the woman, he was taken aback. "It should be the trouble caused by some fans," Felix said, "Remus, take care of them. By the way, wake up Kramy and Arik and I will go out and have a look."Lupin looked at the woman and her child, and nodded silently. He looked into the distance. There were red fires everywhere in the camp, and there were crying and anxious shouts in the distance.Felix carried his wand and hurried towards the place of fire.You can see some dark figures on the road, stumbling, walking deep and shallow. They took their family members, followed by one or two crying children, and took refuge in the direction of the woods.Most of these people were caught off guard. They only wore a pajama. Some of them were separated from their families, shouting their names as they walked.Not everyone is flustered. Some people are calm and help maintain order. An extremely tall woman shouted in a loud voice, overwhelming the surrounding noise: "Quiet! Students of Busbarton, raise your wands to light the way for others." "Yes, Mrs. Maxim." A group of boys and girls replied neatly. They lighted their wands one after another. Following the light from them, the panicked crowd approached spontaneously and surrounded them. "Follow me and walk down the path." The woman called "Mrs. Maxim" took the lead and walked in the forefront. From time to time, she looked back and comforted her with a calm voice: "Don't panic, one by one, follow up!"This woman may be about the same size as Hagrid, but she looks taller visually, because she is very slender and slender, not as bloated as Hagrid. Felix suspected that she had the blood of giants, but she undoubtedly inherited the advantages of both sides, with a delicate face and elegant manners.And it can be seen that she is very prestigious among these young wizards, should she be a professor?In a hurry, Felix didn't have time to think about it. They passed by. Felix went straight to the flames against the direction of the team. Halfway through the journey, he saw some Ministry of Magic staff who fell on the ground. They were knocked out. Everyone was hit with at least four or five coma curses, as well as some messy curses, looking very embarrassed.Felix dragged them over and piled them together to avoid being stepped on. He simply imposed a floating spell on himself, and then controlled himself to rise into the air, his gaze constantly patrolling.On the other side, the marchers' ranks continued to grow. At first, there were only 30 hooded wizards. They wandered around the camp with masks. One of them captured the Muggle Roberts family on the edge of the camp and controlled them in Make a circle on the top of your head and enjoy it.Later, more and more people joined in. There were fans who needed to vent because of the team's failure, celebrators who celebrated the half-night and threw themselves into the dark, and people who liked excitement. They grew the parade team more and more. The momentum formed a scale of three to five hundred people, setting fires everywhere in the camp, leaving burning tents behind them.Through the flames soaring into the sky, they saw a figure standing in mid-air, condescending, and their eyes turned to this side.The marchers squeezed their eyes. The man seemed to be flying. The eyes were so bright and terrible. Even if they were a few hundred feet away, they could feel the anger and pressure in his eyes."Lord, master"A hooded wizard yelled, and his hands trembled involuntarily.In the procession, the dozens of hooded wizards led by a commotion, two of them couldn't even hold their wands and knelt in the direction of Felix, "Master, we have been looking forward to your return-- " "Don't be stupid, that's Felix Haipu!" said a hoarse voice. Felix moved. Massive rays of light gathered in the palm of his hand, and then quickly expanded. He threw a huge ball of light toward the sky, temporarily replacing the invisible gray-green light on the horizon.This light is like winter sunshine, bright and not dazzling. In a flash, it fills every inch of space and every shadow, and even the moon high in the sky is covered, and the whole camp is as bright as day.Felix brings all the chaos into his eyesOn his right is the parade crowd, headed by thirty or forty wizards wearing hoods and masks. They should be the leaders of the riots, huddled together in a dense formation, slowly moving forward. Advance. Above these people's heads are four struggling figures floating in the air, twisted into various weird shapes--all ordinary people in pajamas, helplessly manipulated by invisible ropes like puppets.Around Hundreds of riotous fans gathered around the Hooded Man. Looking at their outfits, they should come from different countries and join them because of common hobbies or chaos. The purpose of these marchers who joined in the middle was purer, to vent their anger and create chaos. Some of them wore funny masks they didn't know where to find, some just covered a piece of cloth on their faces, and some showed their faces very boldly, waving their wands drunkenly, emitting sparks.Behind the paradeon both sides of the road they walked, there were burning tents, like huge torches. Surrounded by the fleeing crowd, the screams of women, the crying of children and the panic calling of men are connected together.When Felix's magic illuminates the entire camp, they recognize the direction and no longer look like headless flies, leading their families away from the group of marchers.In every corner of the camp, countless people raised their heads and looked at the figure of Felix in mid-air, shocked in their hearts.A small road beside the forest "Look at that man! He is floating in the sky!""Where is Mrs. Maxim? We can't find her" a young girl with thick curly hair called to Harry, Ron, and Hermione. The three of them were separated from the adults, and they were separated from Ginny and the twins. Walking away, just came to a path by the woods.It was densely packed with people, and everyone looked towards the camp in horror."Who is Mrs. Maxim?" Harry asked nervously. He had just stunned a drunk man with his wand. He and Ron and Hermione had worked together to hide the drunk in the bushes. ."They are not from our school..." A young witch who was about the same age as Hermione embraced the little curly-haired girl, looked at the three of Harry with a bright light, whispered "Hogwarts", and then talked to him. Everyone looked at Felix in midair."Who is he? Why can he fly?""Does it lead? I saw someone kneeling to him in the marcher""Don't talk nonsense!" Hermione yelled at the man in annoyance. She looked over there worriedly and whispered: "It's Professor Haipu, he should want to stop the riots. This is too dangerous and should not be in direct conflict... Hundreds of people."Harry looked over, and the professor's magic illuminated the camp. They could see clearly. A dozen colorful spells among the marchers flew towards the professor, but most of them were skewed and skewed.Ron said comfortingly: "Professor Haipu is four to five hundred feet away from them. Don't worry, you can't fight at all."Felix illuminated the camp with lighting, and some marchers immediately became uneasy-the darkness gave them the courage to do evil, but when the light came, they could only hide their nasty ~www.novelhall.com~ Avoid being discovered.People keep leaving the team and leave quietly.But there were still quite a few people staying in place. These people clamored, made noises, pointed at Felix, and deliberately shot sparks and spells to make provocative actions.On the other side of the parade, Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie, and Sirius looked helpless. Charlie asked, "Dad, what should we do?"Mr. Weasley looked at the floating Roberts family, You can't do it easily, it's not good if you hurt them.They were worried. A few Aurors from the Ministry of Magic tried to pretend to be marchers and wanted to get closer to the Roberts family, but they were attacked by fire. "They will disperse soon," Mr. Weasley's tone was quite certain, and he said a little annoyed: "Mouse in the gutter! These guys are lawless! If you can catch them all"Sirius pointed in midair, "Someone has the same idea as you." Felix's face was calm, he stretched out his hand, pointed forward, and a black lightning descended, almost at the same time, a wizard wearing a hood was penetrated through the chest.End of this chapter
