#330 - Chapter 330 Chaotic Camp

Ten minutes before the riot began, inside the Malfoy family tent.

Lucius said to Draco with a serious face: "Draco, there may be some chaos later. You and your mother should go hide in the woods over there."

Chaos?

Awakened from his sleep, Draco was dizzy and didn't quite understand what his father meant.

"I received some news," Lucius said vaguely. "Some people seem to be planning to do something while drunk. You know, this game has made many people too excited."

Draco suddenly realized something and said with a conflicted expression: "Dad, you can't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lucius interrupted him, "You must keep this matter to yourself and not tell anyone. Time is tight, go change your clothes quickly."

Draco opened his mouth, wanting to stop his father from doing something shady.

But seeing the serious look in Lucius's eyes, he finally nodded reluctantly and went back to change his clothes in a sullen mood.

"My dear, are you really going to do that?" Narcissa looked at Lucius taking out the Death Eater's cloak and mask, her face full of unease.

"I have to show up. The Malfoy family has no choice in this position, but I won't mess around." Lucius's voice was a little hoarse.

"You and Draco should hide well. Leave the tent here to avoid arousing suspicion in advance. If it gets too chaotic, go find Mia to join up. Her strength is enough to protect you."

"I understand," Narcissa nodded. "You don't have to worry about Draco and me. Take care of yourself."

Lucius didn't say anything more. He put on his black robe, put on his mask, and left the tent through Apparition.

Beside the Muggle administrator's hut in the campsite, accompanied by crackling sounds, many guys dressed as Death Eaters appeared out of thin air.

"You're a little late!" The older of the Carrow siblings complained to Lucius dissatisfiedly. He couldn't wait to hear the Muggles' pleasant screams.

Lucius ignored him and just lowered his voice and asked, "Are all the people here yet?"

"Everyone is here," someone replied. "Let's start quickly. I can't wait to vent my anger."

"Hehe," someone else echoed. "Once the chaos starts, more and more people will join us. The Ministry of Magic guys won't dare to do anything to us."

"In that case, let's begin!" Lucius raised his wand, roughly opened the door, and rushed in first.

He first used the Stupefy Charm to make the four Muggles sleep more soundly, and then used the Levitation Charm to float them in the air like balloons.

After doing all this, Lucius breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. His work tonight was done.

According to Sebastian's instructions, he would personally guard these Muggles to prevent others from wantonly torturing and humiliating them.

"Quick, wake them up!" The Carrow siblings showed cruel looks. "We want to hear these Muggles scream."

"You don't understand anything," Lucius replied indifferently. "Muggles in this state are more deterrent to the Aurors, because they can't tell whether these Muggles are alive or dead."

"Don't waste time, the parade officially begins!"

Everyone cheered and walked towards the direction of the camp. The Carrow siblings had no choice but to follow the crowd, lighting the tents along the way as they walked.

The chaos officially began to spread, and everywhere were wizards with messy hair and disheveled clothes, running around in panic.

Of course, not everyone was afraid. Some wizards also screamed excitedly, casually covering their faces with a piece of cloth and directly joining the parade.

The parade grew stronger and stronger, and more and more thugs joined in, wanting to vent their anger in the dark and chaos.

In a short while, it formed a scale of four or five hundred people.

They set fire to tents everywhere and randomly cast spells at the fleeing crowd, not caring who they might accidentally injure.

The chaos here had already attracted the attention of several Aurors, but facing the overwhelming numerical advantage, they did not dare to step forward to stop them directly.

What's more, there were four Muggles floating above the thugs' heads. These Aurors were afraid of hurting the Muggles and could only desperately call their teammates, waiting for the Ministry of Magic to gather more helpers.

When Sebastian led Mia and Harry out of the tent, many wizards with disheveled hair and clothes had already been frightened and stumbled towards this side.

Some people were also separated from their families, calling out the names of their family members as they walked.

"What exactly is going on?" Harry stopped a panicked wizard with a bewildered expression.

Why were there soaring flames, screams from the crowd, and explosions in the distance?

"Thugs! There are thugs everywhere! They are setting fires everywhere and attacking the crowd with spells. It seems they have also killed several Muggles."

"Killed several Muggles!" Harry's face was full of disbelief.

"I can't explain it clearly either. Those Muggles are floating silently in the sky. I don't know if they are dead or not. Run away!" Saying that, the wizard rushed towards the woods without looking back.

"Some rats from the gutter have appeared," Sebastian said, looking at the fire in the distance. "I'm going to stop them."

"Mia, you stay here to treat the wounded and maintain order!"

"Harry, I need you to stay here and stay with Mia."

Saying that, he raised his wand and stunned a petty thief who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to enter a nearby tent and steal things.

"Professor, I'll go with you. I can help fight too!" Harry immediately raised his wand and said with a determined expression.

He didn't want to stay in the safe rear. He also wanted to fight. He also wanted to stop those thugs who were creating chaos.

Besides, he had been working hard to practice spells, wasn't it for the sake of eliminating evil and bringing peace?

Just right, these thugs were the best target to check his strength.

Sebastian looked into Harry's eyes and said seriously, "I need you here to help your Aunt Mia treat the wounded and protect her safety."

"You also saw that many people in the dark have had thoughts they shouldn't have and have begun to release the evil in their hearts."

"I'm worried that while maintaining order and treating the wounded, thugs will hide in the crowd and harm your Aunt Mia."

"Harry, can I count on you to put your Aunt Mia's safety in your hands?"

Hearing this, Harry said without hesitation and firmly: "Professor, don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt a hair on Aunt Mia's head."

Sebastian grinned and nodded, patted Harry on the shoulder, and then turned around and walked against the flow of people towards the fire and chaos.