Chapter 357: Guide (modified, thanks to Super Silver Dameng Ksg, phantom ...

"Allen Harris." A deep, somewhat exotic voice sounded.

Viktor Krum followed Alan, who looked at him suspiciously.

Although he walked up and down, he was not slow at all.

"Harris, do you know Hermi ... Where is Hermione?" Krum said straightforwardly.

"She's in a safe place." Allen understood that the other party was obviously also worried about Hermione, and forced a trace of displeasure in her heart, said quickly, and then couldn't help but add a sentence "IMHO, Krum, you and Hermione is not yet familiar enough to call her name. "

"Then this lady is also a very close friend with you?" Crumb swept Penello around Allen, without his front teeth, a little leaky voice made his tone bring a funny exotic style .

"It has nothing to do with you." Allen no longer ignored Krum and accelerated his pace.

Kingsley looked terrible over there. He was left and right, with various spells intertwined beside him.

"Phantom Killer." Allen raised his arm and shot a curse accurately at a tall witch who was desperately waving his wand.

A hazy black mist shrouded the witch's head.

The witch suddenly threw away his wand, as if seeing something extremely terrifying, curled up on the ground, shaking.

Suddenly, he hit a loud hiccup, twitched and passed out.

The hooded wizard next to him was obviously taken aback by the sudden change. Kingsley seized the opportunity and hit him with a petrified spell.

And the last wizard who besieged Kingsley was surrounded by the Aurors who were besieged.

"Oh, thank you ..." Kingsley wanted to express his gratitude but was interrupted by Penello.

"Treat their injuries first," Penello said, with a gentle smile, holding the hand of the older witch who was hiding behind Kingsley, and put her hand on the ground and fainted. The fallen wizard.

Penello held out his wand, but Kingsley took her by the arm, "Crivat, what are you going to do?"

Kingsley looked extremely serious.

"Of course it was to treat her injuries. The medication was too slow, I used the 'injury transfer', and she would get better soon." Penello looked at the witch with a paralyzed eye on the ground in disgust. "It doesn't make sense The evildoer has nothing to do, but the innocent have to bear the pain. "

"No, Krivat, this does not meet the regulations." Kingsley wanted to continue to stop, but Allen stepped forward and blocked Penello.

"You don't have the ability to protect them, you can't even protect yourself, but now you accuse me, don't you think it's ridiculous?" Penello raised his eyebrows and sarcastically.

Subsequently, she directly performed the damage transfer, transferring the wound of the elder witch to the fainting witch.

He immediately groaned painfully, and his arms were twisted into a very strange posture.

"It's also Auror, but even your trainees responded so quickly. Obviously we were prepared. And we didn't receive any news. There must be a conspiracy." Kingsley stared straight at Penello, not letting go. Any change in her look.

"Your training is too old-fashioned, and you are still playing the secret agent set. And we, relying on advanced equipment and clear division of work, are enough to cope with any emergencies." Penello's red lips slightly raised, raising The volume, "You guys, are out of time."

Everyone around heard the last words of her and looked at Kingsley.

"It seems that you will not accept me to help you through the 'harm transfer'." Penello raised his eyebrows and continued: "Shaker, aren't you the best at calming people, can you calm them? Personally for you, you are injured anyway, just help the injured here, don't delay us in fighting. "

Following Penello's gestures, a few young Aurors came out of the team.

Kingsley's face was extremely ugly, but Penello no longer stayed, holding a collar and whispering a word, striding away.

"Albert notices the collection." Penello briefly explained to Allen.

"This black bald guy will definitely tell Scrimgeour of his suspicions today." Penello said quickly.

"Rufus Scrimgeour is a resolute person. He has devoted most of his energy after working to deal with the black wizard. He will definitely like your actions tonight, because of this and his pro-Dumbledore faction. 'S wizard is at odds. "

Irving Harris had already discussed the matter with his three sons, so Allen was not worried at all and warmly comforted Penello.

Allen they quickly crossed the camp and entered the jungle to a more open highland. After deepening, Allen found his father Mr. Harris. Next to him stood Minister Fudge, and a wizard who looked like an old lion.

The distance they were watching was crowded with people. Masked and unmasked Death Eaters confronted young uniformed Auror reserves ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Allen's elder brother Albert was on the front line.

"What can we do if the main force of these troubles has been stalemate with us?" Fudge looked at a considerable number of Death Eaters gathered together in the distance, wiping his sweating head with his sleeve.

Irving saw the arrival of his youngest son Allen from afar, and nodded to him. Then hearing Fudge's words, his eyes flashed and murmured softly, "If you don't let go of the authority to use any spell to attack, I'm afraid this battle is not easy to fight."

Scrimgeour by his side heard Owen Harris' whisper and looked at him in surprise. It seems that since his son became Auror, Mr. Harris has not only changed from dove to hawk, but now he even supports Since then, he has vetoed any right to fire.

Regardless of the reason why Mr. Harris changed his attitude, Scrimgeour welcomed such a change.

"Minister, while things aren't getting serious now, let's bypass the voting temporarily and let go of arbitrary fire authority. In this way, once you successfully subdue the troublemakers, you are the leader." Scrimgeour persuaded, talking. The room was extremely persuasive, "otherwise, it will change later. I am anxious to them, I am afraid that they will take a heavy hand. Once there are casualties, in the current form, it is an international scandal. Minister, you need to make a decision as soon as possible.

Scrimgeour's words made Fudge, who was in a state of anxiety, find the core of his heart. He nodded, and in accordance with Scrimgeour's words, notified the following Auror to open any fire permission.

Scrimgeour's eyes were scorching, and he stared at the troublemakers in the field who had become restless.

Owen's mouth also flashed a satisfactory smile, inducing Fudge to let go of any fire permission, which was part of their plan, and now it has been successfully completed.