Chapter 356: Battle (modified "I'm Really Not Rich 2" is worth 1 watch ...

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

However, when they wanted to phantom shift away, they were surprised to find that this area did not know when the phantom shift was forbidden.

The sound came very quickly, and the sound of neat leather boots stepping on the ground was particularly impressive.

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

All the ordinary wizards immediately did as required, and those wizards in black cloaks and masks, holding wands in their hands, faced this group of young men in uniforms, wandering.

"You ..." As soon as a masked wizard appeared to make a sound, he was quickly knocked down by a spell.

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

The division of labor among these young Aurors is extremely clear. They are responsible for defending with iron armor curse and blocking out the spells they have shot.

Behind them, some young Aurors cast some harassing spells from a distance, making those chaotic elements busy.

Even in the trees behind, two Aurors were hidden, casting some spells remotely, and unexpectedly knocking down some violent rebels.

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

"Hey! Tonks, you'll be escorted by the chaos for a while!" A young male voice beside her sounded, Albert.

"No problem." Tonks, who had been on the rise, took back the enhanced version of the big dung egg and began to cast a range spell, so that the thugs gathered together had no time to clean up the dirt on his body.

A small number of Aurors cast a phantom spell for themselves, unexpectedly dismissing the rangers one by one.

These young Aurors, with their clean and simple methods, showed no mercy in their actions, and wherever they went, the other party had no strength to fight back.

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

Unlike the neatness and mercilessness of the battle just now, the four young people at this time took off their slightly greasy masks, and a sunny smile appeared on the enviable face.

They treat these people very gently and patiently, help them heal, and use communication badges to help some wizards find their lost relatives.

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

"Albert, why don't you let me stay? I'm very good at healing curses." Auror, a stout man with a beard, asked Albert in disapproval.

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

The Aurors who heard this could not help laughing, and the Auror who asked the question could not help laughing.

Compared with these young Aurors who are agile, well-coordinated, well-trained, and fully equipped, the veteran Aurors face a very different situation.

This confusion was unexpected. These veteran Aurors did not receive the relevant information, nor did they have unified communication equipment. They scattered all over the place were still unclear about the situation.

With experience, a part of Auror ran to a known place with officials of the Ministry of Magic.

Other Aurors took the initiative to take responsibility for maintaining order.

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

Adhering to the principle of not using lethal magic spells as much as possible, these Aurors are bound to fight a bit.

For these veteran Aurors, they usually focus on fighting with individuals and teams, but they have not practiced group cooperation and confrontation like those of Aurors under Albert. It seems extremely uncomfortable.

Under such circumstances, many old-fashioned Aurors are all adorned. There are also some Aurors who are either unable to find their opponents at all, or are being used by Death Eaters and Quidditch hooligans who are used to attract their attention.

Jinlais, who is also well-qualified, is strong. He defeated his opponent with his personal ability.

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

The opponent he had just subdued was rescued by the opponent and quickly recovered his fighting power. After regaining his magic wand, the three men suppressed Jinlais and added a lot of scars to him.

At the beginning, Kinless protected the wizards behind him. Due to the curse of shooting, the arms of one of the young witches crooked into a strange shape.

After solving Lucius's affairs, Allen thought of Penello, who was also in his prophetic dream.

Using the omniscience mark on his body, he instantly moved to Penello's side.

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

A witch opened his clothes with painful pain, all traces of burns by flames, large patches of blisters, and some dark skin.

There was also a middle-aged witch screaming in pain, his arms turned into bones, and only a little flesh was attached to his shoulders.

The most terrifying thing is a witch, her eyes sliding from her eyes to her cheeks.

A mob that had been prostrate to the ground and surrendered quietly touched the wand in front of him. Penelope gave him a keen look, instantly kicked his foot, and kicked him in the back of the head. His whole body was cramped and he shivered involuntarily.

When Allen's phantom moved to Penello's side ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ just saw her neat foot in her eyes.

"Don't look at me like this, I control the intensity, he won't die." Penello saw Alan's sudden appearance and first stepped back half-heartedly, then widened his eyes and looked innocent.

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

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

"Thank you, girl. On you, I saw the style 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 lady, and many people cannot help but see two battles when they see Penello's iron-blooded means.

After confirming that there is no one who can continue to resist, Penello breaks all their wands and shows a gentle smile to heal the injured Muggles.

Allen saw that the clothes on these Muggles were broken unsightly and bloodied. Not only that, they are blind, they look silly and silly, obviously suffering from the heart-drenching curse.

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

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

Allen nodded and looked down at her, and Kingsley was left under the siege of three thugs.

"I really want to see, this one always supports Moody's point of view, thinking that my means is too dark and rude, the gold medal Auror, the expression after being saved by me who has not completed Auror training." Penello couldn't help smiling. After getting up and leaving a few people, let the team speed up.