Hogwarts Everything is Three

Everyone in the camp was attracted by the sound, and some smart masked people had begun to evacuate quietly.

However, when they wanted to apparate away, they were surprised to find that this area did not know when the apparition was prohibited.

The sound came extremely fast, and the sound of neat leather boots stepping on the ground was particularly powerful.

"Everyone put down their wands and kneeled down with their heads in their hands." A very young and loud voice resounded through the camp.

All the ordinary wizards immediately followed the requirements, and those wizards in black cloaks and masks, with magic wands in their hands, faced the group of young men in uniform uniforms, wandering around.

"You..." As soon as the masked wizard who looked like the leader uttered a voice, he was quickly knocked to the ground by a curse.

The Aurors moved forward quickly, subduing all the disobedient wizards who even dared to resist.

These young Aurors have a very clear division of labor, and they are responsible for using the iron armor curse to defend and block the curses one by one.

Behind them, some young Aurors cast some harassment spells from a distance, causing the chaos to rush.

Even on the tree behind, there were two Aurors concealed, casting some spells remotely, and unexpectedly knocking down some frenzied mobs.

A young female Auror with red hair and pig nose, after calculating the range, excitedly threw the enhanced version of the big dung egg at the thugs gathered together.

"Hey! Tonks, you will **** the chaos in a while!" A young male voice sounded beside her, it was Albert.

"No problem." Tonks, who was on a whim, collected the enhanced version of the big dung egg and began to cast the range spell to let the thugs who gathered together had no time to clean up the filth on his body.

There were also a small number of Aurors who cast a phantom spell for themselves, and unexpectedly defeated the rangers one by one.

These young Aurors were quick and unrelenting in their methods, and wherever they went, the opponent did not have the slightest strength to fight back.

"There are civilians." Albert's cold voice sounded, and he left four young Aurors here to help the injured Muggles and wizards.

Different from the swiftness and mercilessness of the first battle, the four youths at this time took off their slightly hideous masks, and a sunny smile appeared on their enviable faces.

They treated these people very kindly and patiently, helped them heal their wounds, and used the communication badge to help some wizards find their separated relatives.

They look like brothers and sisters next door, making people feel close. The reporters mingled in the crowd recorded these scenes one by one.

"Albert, why don't you let me stay? I am very good at curing spells." A stout male Auror with a beard asked Albert unconvinced.

"You can't let your honor put more pressure on the wounded." Albert looked at him and gave the answer without hesitation.

The Aurors who heard this couldn't help but laugh, and the Aurors who questioned couldn't help but laugh.

Compared with these young Aurors, who are quick-acting, cooperative, well-trained, and well-equipped, the old Aurors face a completely different situation.

The chaos came off guard. These old-brand Aurors did not receive relevant information, nor did they have unified communication equipment. They were scattered everywhere and they didn't know the situation at all.

Relying on experience, part of the Aurors ran to places known to have Ministry officials.

Some Aurors took the initiative to take the responsibility of maintaining order.

It wasn't until the green skeleton rose into the air that they woke up like a dream, drew their wands, and joined the battle.

Adhering to the principle of not using the most lethal spell as much as possible, these Aurors are a little restrained.

For these veteran Aurors, they usually fight on individuals and teams, and they have not practiced team cooperation and confrontation like those Aurors under Albert. Suddenly face group battles like this. It seems extremely uncomfortable.

Under such circumstances, many veteran Aurors are embarrassed. There were also some Aurors who either didn't find their opponents at all, or the Death Eaters who were used to attract their attention and Quidditch Ball hooligans who took the opportunity to make troubles played around.

Jinleis, who is also experienced enough, is strong, and he defeated his opponent with his personal ability.

But soon, two wizards wearing the same masks surrounded them, and the other side came to reinforcements.

The opponent he had just overpowered was rescued by the opponent and quickly recovered his fighting power. After regaining his wand, three people suppressed Jin Leis, adding many scars to him.

At first, Jinlei protected the wizards behind him. Due to the curse, one of the young witch's arms twisted into a strange shape.

After Alan settled Lucius's matter, he immediately thought of Penello, who was also in his prophetic dream.

Using the Mark of All-Knowing on his body, he instantly Apparated to Penello's side.

The scene before Allen was very tragic. Some wizards in black robes fell to the ground and rolled desperately, trying to extinguish the line of fire.

A wizard reluctantly lifted the clothes on his body, all traces of being burned by the flames, there were large patches of blisters, and some of the skin was blackened.

There was also a middle-aged wizard screaming in pain, his arm turned into white bones, only a little flesh connected to his shoulders.

The scariest thing is a witch whose eyeballs fell from her eyes to her cheeks.

A surrendered mob who was already on the ground quietly touched the wand in front of him. Penello gave him a keen look, and instantly kicked his foot and kicked him in the back of the head. He convulsed and trembles involuntarily.

When Alan Apparated to Penello's side ~www.ltnovel.com~ she just saw her neat foot.

"Don't look at me like that, I controlled the intensity, he won't die." Penello took a guilty step back when he saw Alan's sudden appearance, then his eyes widened and his face was innocent.

Behind Penello, a very old woman with gray hair, loose teeth and tremblingly gave Penello a thumbs up.

Under Penello's attack, no mob came to provoke them again.

"Thank you, girl. In you, I saw the beauty of those Aurors when I was a little girl." The old woman praised sincerely.

However, not all protected persons are as broad-minded as the old woman, and many people can't help but fight two battles when they see Penello's iron and blood methods.

After confirming that there was no one who could continue to resist, Penello broke all their wands and showed a gentle smile to heal the injured Muggles.

Allen saw that the clothes on these Muggles were so broken that they were bloodied. Not only that, their eyes were dull, they looked silly and stupid, and they were obviously tortured by the drill curse.

"Allen, our team needs to support Kingsley Shaker." Penello raised his chin.

While she was fighting, she saw a few mobs abandon her and head straight for Kingsley.

Alan nodded, and followed her gaze, Kingsley stalked left and right under the siege of three mobs.

"I really want to see, this gold medal Auror, who always supports Moody's point of view, thinks that my methods are too dark and rude, after being saved by me, who has not completed the Auror training." Penello couldn't help but smile. Get up, leave a few people behind, let the team speed up.