Finally, they reached the tent, but no one wanted to sleep.

In addition to the joy of winning the game, more importantly, the deployment of various defensive arrangements for tonight.

As a precautionary measure, Mrs. Harris takes her little sisters Emily and Daisy into the tower to take refuge.

Alan thought of his previous dream and tried his best to convince Luna and Hermione to let them into the tower to rest.

Before entering, Hermione hadn't forgotten to bring her Crook Hill with her.

Mr. Harris summoned various subordinates to deploy the division of tasks in the name of prevention drills.

Alan also left the tent, and he went straight into stealth and entered the gorgeous tent next door.

Lucius wore a black cloak and covered his blonde hair with the hat on the cape.

"Lucius, be careful. Narcissa shook his hand worriedly.

"Honey, take care of Draco. Lucius kissed Narcissa lightly on the cheek and stepped out of the tent.

Alan silently followed him.

"On the camp...... Someone has caught a Muggle ......," a man with a hood over his head and a mask over his face excitedly rushed over and said to Lucius.

Lucius immediately picked up his pace and rushed to the camp.

Above their heads, four struggling figures floated in the air, twisted into various strange shapes, as if the masked wizards on the ground were puppeteers, and the men above them were marionettes, controlled by invisible ropes that emerged from their wands into the air. Two of them were very small.

One of the marchers below uses a wand to drop a woman in the air head-down. Her pajamas fell down, revealing a pair of fancy panties, and the crowd below screamed and heckled with joy as she struggled to cover her body.

Alan saw Malfoy raise his wand, and one of the smallest Muggle children in mid-air, sixty feet above the ground, began to spin like a spinning top, his head tilting limply to this side.

"According to the previous plan, everyone started to act. Assigned to the large forces to continue the destruction, the person who was assigned to act personally was responsible for disturbing the Aurors' audio-visual hearing. Be careful to shift your position more often and don't get caught. The sound of an urn ringing rang out in the crowd.

Lucius Malfoy immediately pulled away, and Alan hurriedly followed.

Lucius turned away in the opposite direction of the large army as he set the tent on the side of the road on fire with his wand. Several tents were on fire, and the screams grew louder.

Alan gritted his teeth and continued to follow him.

As he entered the forest, a disarming spell struck Lucius, and his wand spun off, knocking him into a large banyan tree, his mask falling from his face.

Eren figured out, appeared in front of him, and picked up his wand.

"Mr. Malfoy, I've seen everything just now. Alan narrowed his eyes and said.

"I want to ask you, Alan Harris, why are you following me?" Lucius rubbed his wand-struck chest and stood up.

Allen's wand was pointed at his chest, and he immediately didn't dare to continue.

"Mr. Malfoy, tomorrow you can see your commendation in the newspapers for telling the Ministry of Magic about the disturbance tonight. ”

Allen's voice was neither light nor heavy, but Lucius's face turned pale as if he had been hit by a giant hammer.

"Did you know that the journal you put into Ginny Weasley's hand was one of Voldemort's Horcruxes?" Alan stared into Lucius' eyes, unsurprisingly seeing fear in his eyes.

"What are you talking about, that thing is ......" Lucius looked incredulous.

"What do you think Voldemort would do with the man who broke his soul fragment and his family?" Alan chuckled.

"What do you want?" After a brief moment of panic, Lucius calmed down. He realized that Alan must have something else in mind to say such a thing to him.

"You're going to see my father, Owen Harris, tomorrow. Alan saw Lucius nod lightly and returned Lucius' wand.

"You're going to see my father, Owen Harris, tomorrow. Alan saw Lucius nod lightly and returned Lucius' wand.

As Alan was about to leave, he paused and said to Lucius, "Uncle Lucius, do you know that the Aurors have set up a game and are waiting for you to take the bait? I followed you because I couldn't bear to see Draco Malfoy lose his father so early. ”

Without looking at Lucius's face again, Allen's apparition shifted and vanished from the spot.

As Alan and Malfoy talked, Mr. Harris heard singing and strange crashing sounds from the other side of the camp, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

Faintly, they heard screams and the sound of people running in a panic.

And so, act. Mr. Harris made the final decision, and everyone was immediately driven out of the tent.

By the light of the few bonfires still burning, Albert saw people running towards the woods, as if to escape something moving towards them on the camp.

The thing was strangely glowing and making a sound like a gunshot.

Loud laughter, wild laughter, drunken shouts also moved towards them. Then, a bright green light flashed, illuminating everything around it.

It was a gigantic skeleton, made up of countless turquoise star-like things, and a large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth like a tongue.

As Alan and the others watched, the skeleton rose higher and higher, glowing brightly in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

Penelope was still stationed beneath the iron-gray eagle sculpture, her point of view, and she couldn't leave without permission.

A fat dove squats above the head of the giant eagle sculpture. As if frightened by the pop-colored skeleton that suddenly appeared, a lump of pigeon slowly slid down the eyes of the giant eagle, like a line of white tears.

A voice suddenly came from Penelope's collar badge, she lowered her head, her red lips moved slightly, and she disappeared without a trace.

The lights that used to illuminate the stadium have now been extinguished. There were dark figures stumbling through the woods, children crying, nervous and anxious shouts and talking echoing in the cold night air.

In the camp, the ranks below the Muggles were even bigger than they had just been.

Some of the wizarding staff in the Ministry of Magic desperately tried to rush in and get close to the hooded wizards in the middle, but they had great difficulty.

They didn't seem to dare to do any magic for fear of causing the Muggles to fall.

Just when there was nothing to do, the sound of neat and rhythmic leather boots came from a distance, quickly approaching here.