Chapter 356 Fighting

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

However, when they wanted to Apparate away, they were surprised to find that this area had been banned from Apparating at some point.

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

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

All the ordinary wizards immediately followed the instructions, but those wizards in black cloaks and masks, holding wands in their hands, faced this group of young people in uniform, hesitantly.

"You..." As soon as a masked wizard who seemed to be the leader uttered his voice, he was quickly knocked down by a spell.

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

The division of labor among these young Aurors is very clear, and they are responsible for using the Iron Armor Curse to defend, blocking those curses that are shot one by one.

Behind them, some young Aurors cast some disturbing spells from a distance, making the chaos scramble.

There were even two Aurors hiding in the trees behind, casting some spells remotely, knocking down some thugs who were madly resisting by surprise.

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

"Hey! Tonks, you will escort those chaotic elements later!" A young male voice sounded beside her, it was Albert.

"No problem." On a whim, Tonks took the enhanced version of the big dung egg back, and began to cast the area spell, so that the mobs who gathered together had no time to clean up the filth on their bodies.

There were also a small number of Aurors who cast the Illusion Curse for themselves, subduing the wandering generals one by one by surprise.

These young Aurors were straightforward and merciless in their strikes. Wherever they went, the opponent had no power 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 snappy and merciless battle just now, the four youths at this time took off their hideous masks and showed sunny smiles on their enviable faces.

They are very gentle and patient with these masses, help them heal their wounds, and use communication lapel pins to help some wizards find their lost relatives.

They look like brothers and sisters next door, which makes people feel very close. The reporters who were in the crowd recorded these scenes one by one.

"Albert, why don't you let me stay? I'm very good at healing spells." A thick bearded male Auror asked Albert unconvinced.

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

The Aurors who heard this couldn't help laughing, and the Auror who asked the question couldn't help laughing too.

Compared with these young Aurors who are quick-responsive, well-coordinated, well-trained, and well-equipped, the situation faced by those veteran Aurors is completely different.

The chaos came unexpectedly. These veteran Aurors did not receive relevant information, nor did they have unified communication equipment. They were scattered all over the place and they still couldn't figure out the situation at all.

With experience, some of the Aurors headed for places known to have Ministry of Magic officials.

There are also some Aurors who take the initiative to take on 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 powerful spells as much as possible, these Aurors were somewhat restrained.

For these old-fashioned Aurors, they usually focus on individual and team battles, and they are not like those Aurors under Albert,

I have practiced group cooperation and confrontation, and it seems extremely uncomfortable to face group combat in this way.

Under such circumstances, many old-fashioned Aurors have been hanged. Then there were the Aurors who had either never found a match, or were being played around by Death Eaters and Quidditch hooligans who were trying to attract their attention.

Jinlaisi, who is also experienced enough, is strong, and he defeated his opponent by virtue of his personal ability.

But soon, two wizards wearing the same mask surrounded him, and the other party came to reinforce him.

The opponent he had just subdued was rescued by the opponent, and he quickly recovered his fighting power. After regaining the wand, the three of them suppressed Jinlaisi, adding many scars to him.

At the beginning, Jinlaisi protected the wizards behind him, but due to the indiscriminate spells, the arm of one of the young witches was crookedly folded into a strange shape.

After Allen solved Lucius' matter, he immediately thought of Penello, who was also in his prophecy dream.

Using the omniscient imprint on his body, he instantly Apparated to Penello's side.

The scene presented in front of Allen was very tragic. Some wizards in black robes fell to the ground and rolled desperately, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

A wizard reluctantly lifted off his clothes. There were marks of burns from the flames, large blisters, and some skins were scorched black.

There is also a middle-aged wizard screaming in pain, his arm has turned into a thick bone, leaving only a little bit of flesh connecting his shoulder.

The scariest thing was a witch whose eyeballs slipped from their sockets to her cheeks.

A thug who had already prostrated himself on the ground and made a gesture of surrender quietly touched the wand in front of him. Penello gave him a sharp look, kicked him on the back of the head instantly, his whole body convulsed and trembled involuntarily.

When Allen Apparated to Penello's side, he happened to see her crisp kick in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, I've controlled the strength, he won't die." Seeing Alan's sudden appearance, Penello first took a half step back with guilt, then widened his eyes with an innocent face.

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

Under Penello's attack, none of the thugs came to provoke them again.

"Thank you, girl. In you, I saw the demeanor 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. When many people saw Penello's iron and blood methods, they couldn't help but fight between the two.

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

Allen saw that the clothes on these Muggles were unsightly, and their bodies were stained with blood. Not only that, but their eyes were glazed, they looked bewildered, and they were clearly suffering from the Cruciatus Curse.

"Alan, our team needs to support Kingsley Shaker." Penelope raised his chin.

While she was fighting, she saw several thugs abandoning her and heading straight for Kingsley.

Allen nodded, following her gaze, Kingsley was at a loss under the siege of three thugs.

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