"Allen? Harris. "A low voice sounded.
Krum followed beside Allen. Allen looked at him suspiciously.
Although he walked with his legs splayed out, his speed was not slow at all.
"Harris, do you know where Hermione is?" Krum went straight to the point.
"She is in a very safe place." Allen said quickly, a trace of displeasure surging in his heart.
"With all due respect, Krum, you and Hermione are not so close that you can call her by her name." Allen looked straight at Krum.
"Then this lady is also a very close friend of yours?" Krum glanced at Penello who was beside Allen. Without his front teeth, his slightly leaky voice gave his accent a funny and exotic charm.
"That has nothing to do with you." Allen ignored Krum and quickened his pace.
Kingsley looked to be in a very bad situation. He was in dire straits, and all sorts of magical spells were intertwined around him.
"Phantom Assassin." Allen raised his arm, and a magical spell accurately shot at a tall male wizard who was desperately waving his magic staff.
A cloud of blurry black fog enveloped the wizard's head.
The wizard suddenly threw away his magic staff, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying. He curled up on the ground, trembling.
Suddenly, he let out a loud burp, twitched, and fainted.
The hooded wizard beside him was obviously shocked by this sudden turn of events. Kingsley took the opportunity to hit him with a Petrification Spell.
The last wizard who was attacking Kingsley was subdued by the Aura who had surrounded him.
"Oh, thank you …" Kingsley wanted to express his gratitude, but was interrupted by Penello.
"Let's treat their injuries first." As Penello spoke, a gentle smile bloomed on her face. She took the hand of the elder witch who was hiding behind Kingsley and placed it on the unconscious wizard on the ground.
Penello extended her magic staff, but Kingsley grabbed her arm. "Penello, what are you doing?"
Kingsley's expression was extremely serious.
"Of course I'm treating her injuries. Using medicine is too slow. I'll use 'Damage Transfer', and she'll be better soon. " Penello looked at the wizard who was paralyzed on the ground with disgust. "It doesn't make sense that the evildoer will be fine, but the innocent will have to suffer."
"No, Penello, this is against the rules." Kingsley wanted to continue to stop her, but Allen took a step forward and stood in front of Penello.
"You don't have the ability to protect them. You can't even protect yourself, and now you're blaming me. Don't you think it's funny?" Penello raised her eyebrows and mocked him without holding back.
She then cast Damage Transfer and transferred the elder witch's injuries to the unconscious male adept.
He immediately let out a painful groan, and his arm was twisted into an extremely strange position.
"We're both Aura, but you reacted quickly. Obviously, you were prepared. And we didn't receive any information. There must be a conspiracy. "Kingsley stared straight at Penello, not missing any change in her expression.
"Your training is too old-fashioned, and you're still playing the spy game. We, on the other hand, rely on advanced equipment and clear group training to deal with any unexpected situation. "Penello's red lips curled up slightly, and she raised her voice." You are already out of touch with the times. "
Everyone around them heard her last sentence and looked at Kingsley.
"It seems that you won't accept my 'damage transfer' treatment." Penello raised her eyebrows and continued, "Kingsley, aren't you the best at comforting people and calming them down? I'll leave a few people for you. Since you're injured, you can stay here and help the injured. Don't delay our battle. "
Following Penello's gesture, a few young Aura reservists walked out of the group.
Kingsley's expression was extremely ugly, but Penello didn't stay any longer. She held the collar badge and whispered a few words, then strode away.
"Albert told them to gather," Penello explained simply to Allen.
"Kingsley will definitely tell Scrimgeour about his suspicions today," Penello said quickly.
"Rufus is a man of swift and decisive action. After he joined the work force, he devoted most of his energy to dealing with dark wizards. He will definitely like your actions tonight. He was previously at odds with the wizards sent by Dumbledore because of this. "
Mr. Harris had already discussed this matter with his three sons, so Allen wasn't worried at all and comforted Penello gently.
Allen and the others quickly passed through the camp, entered the dense forest, and arrived at a relatively open highland. After going deeper, Allen found his father, Mr. Harris. Beside him stood Minister Fudge and a male adept who looked like an old lion.
The distance where they were observing was crowded with people. Masked and unmasked Death Eaters were confronting the young Aura reservists in uniform.
Allen's eldest brother, Albert, was at the forefront.
"What if this group of troublemakers continues to be in a stalemate with us?" Foggy looked at the considerable number of Death Eaters gathered together in the distance and wiped his sweaty forehead with his sleeve.
Mr. Harris saw Allen from afar and nodded to him. Hearing Foggy's words, his eyes flashed and he whispered, "If we don't release the permission to attack at will, I'm afraid this battle won't be easy."
Scrimgeour, who was beside him, heard Mr. Harris's whisper and looked at him in surprise. It seemed that since his son became an Aura, Mr. Harris not only changed from a dove to a hawk, but now he even began to support the right to fire at will that year.
Regardless of the reason for Mr. Harris's change of attitude, Scrimgeour welcomed such a change.
"Minister, before things get out of hand, let's temporarily bypass the vote and release the right to fire at will. This way, once we successfully subdue this group of troublemakers, you will be credited as a leader. "Scrimgeour advised in a deep voice. His words were very persuasive.
"Otherwise, things will change if we delay. If we push them too far, I'm afraid they will be heavy-handed. Once there are casualties, in the current situation, it will be an international scandal. Minister, you need to make a decision as soon as possible. "
Scrimgeour's words gave Foggy, who was in a state of anxiety, a pillar of support. He nodded and informed the Aura below to release the right to fire at will according to Scrimgeour's words.
Scrimgeour's eyes were burning as he stared at the troublemakers who began to become restless.
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