Chapter 356 Battle (Revised "I'm Really Not a Rich Second Generation" Is Worth Reading)

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 apparation had been banned in this area for some time.

The sound came very quickly, and the sound of neat leather boots hitting the ground was particularly powerful.

"Everyone put down their wands, put their heads in their hands and kneel down." A very young and loud voice echoed through the camp.

All the ordinary wizards immediately did as requested, while those wizards wearing black cloaks and masks, holding wands in their hands, faced the group of young people in uniforms, hesitantly.

"You..." As soon as a masked wizard who seemed to be the leader made a voice, he was quickly knocked to the ground by a magic spell.

The Aurors moved forward quickly and neatly subdued all the wizards who were disobedient or even dared to resist.

These young Aurors have a very clear division of labor. They are responsible for using armor spells to defend themselves and block the spells that are shot at them one by one.

Behind them, some young Aurors cast some harassing spells from a distance, leaving the chaotic elements in a hurry.

There were even two Aurors hiding in the trees behind them, casting some magic spells from a distance and unexpectedly knocking down some of the violently resisting thugs.

A young female Auror with red hair and a pig nose, after calculating the range, excitedly threw the enhanced dung egg in her hand at the gathered thugs.

"Hey! Tonks, you will be escorting those chaotic elements in a moment!" A young male voice beside her said, it was Albert.

"No problem." On a whim, Tonks took back the enhanced dung egg and began to cast a range of magic spells to prevent the gathered thugs from having time to clean up the filth on their bodies.

There were also a small number of Aurors who cast the Disillusionment Curse on themselves and subdued the scattered soldiers one by one by surprise.

These young Aurors were quick and merciless in their methods. Wherever they went, the other party had no power to fight back.

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

Different from the clean and merciless way they fought just now, the four young men at this time took off their slightly ferocious masks, revealing sunny smiles on their enviable faces.

They treated these people very gently and patiently, helped them heal their injuries, and used communication collars to help some wizards find their lost relatives.

They look like brothers and sisters next door, making people feel close to each other. The reporters among the crowd recorded these scenes one by one.

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

"We cannot 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 laughing, and the Auror who asked the question couldn't help laughing too.

Compared with these young Aurors who are quick to react, cooperate with each other, are well-trained, and fully equipped, the veteran Aurors face a completely different situation.

This chaos was caught off guard. These veteran Aurors did not receive relevant intelligence, nor did they have unified communication equipment. They were scattered everywhere and could not figure out the situation at all.

Relying on experience, some Aurors rushed to places where officials from the Ministry of Magic were known to be.

There are also some Aurors who take the initiative to assume the responsibility of maintaining order.

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

Adhering to the principle of not using highly lethal curses as much as possible, these Aurors were somewhat restrained.

For these veteran Aurors, they usually mainly fight individually and in small groups, and they have not practiced group cooperation and confrontation like those Aurors under Albert. Suddenly faced with group operations like this, Seems extremely uncomfortable.

Under such circumstances, many veteran Aurors have fallen into disgrace. There were also some Aurors who either found no opponents at all, or were played around by Death Eaters who were used to attract their attention and Quidditch hooligans who took the opportunity to cause trouble.

Jinlaisi, who is also experienced enough, is very strong and he defeated his opponents by relying on his personal ability.

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

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

As for the wizards that Jinlai was protecting behind him at first, due to the random spells fired, the arm of one of the older witches was crookedly folded into a strange shape.

After Allen solved the Lucius matter, he immediately thought of Penelo who was also in his prophetic dream.

He used the mark of omniscience on his body to instantly apparate to Penello's side.

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

A wizard reluctantly took off his clothes. There were all traces of burns from the flames. There were large blisters and some skin was scorched black.

There was also a middle-aged wizard screaming in pain. His arm turned into white bones, leaving only a little bit of flesh connected to the shoulder.

The most terrifying thing was a witch whose eyeballs slipped from her sockets to her cheeks.

A thug who was already lying on the ground, making a gesture of surrender, quietly touched the wand in front of him. Penello glanced at him keenly and immediately kicked him on the back of the head. His whole body convulsed and he trembled involuntarily.

When Allen apparated to Penello, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net happened to see her neat kick.

"Don't look at me like that. I controlled the intensity. He won't die." Seeing Allen's sudden appearance, Penello took a half-step back guiltily, then his eyes widened with an innocent look on his face.

Behind Penello, an extremely old woman with gray hair, loose teeth, and a trembling thumb extended to Penello.

After Penello's attack, no thugs came to mess with them again.

"Thank you, girl. In you, I see the grace 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. Many people can't help but fight when they see Penello's iron-blooded methods.

After confirming that no one could resist, Penello broke all their wands and then healed the injured Muggles with a gentle smile.

Allen saw that the clothes on these Muggles were all torn to pieces and stained with blood. Not only that, their eyes were dull and they looked foolish, obviously suffering from the Cruciatus Curse.

"Alan, our team needs to support Kingsley Shacklebolt." Penelo raised his chin.

While she was fighting, she saw several thugs abandon her and go straight to Kingsley.

Allen nodded and followed her gaze. Kingsley was surrounded by three thugs.

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