The Selma Lake Monster is a giant serpent that lives in the icy lakes of Norway.

Although it cannot be compared to the legendary Norwegian Kraken, it is also an extremely powerful presence among magical creatures.

Its size is even longer than that of a fire dragon.

Norwegians like to play with bells and whistles, and if they can't find the Norwegian Siren, they will definitely capture the Siren as a mascot.

But this mascot brings a fatal crisis, and that is the ...... of the World Cup Security issues.

These mascots are magical creatures after all, and many of them are dangerously high.

But there were only so many Aurors to keep the camp of 100,000 people safe. The "little cuties" brought by these countries naturally no one can take care of them.

Therefore, the wizard who deliberately released the mascot was really accurate and ruthless, and directly found the fatal flaw of the World Cup.

Little Tom loves a sense of ritual;

Arya loves big scenes;

Stark likes two people to die.

So, all things considered, it's a lot like the handiwork of Arya, a dead woman.

Arya herself probably didn't come, so what was her purpose for?

Everyone has a purpose in doing things.

Provoking William from afar...... Arya shouldn't be so boring.

After all, she also has a "short life", and may have to fight with Cleopatra for control of her body.

William squinted, his hands in his pockets, pondering the question.

"What to do, William?" Fleur looked at the lake monsters wreaking havoc in the camp with a worried expression.

"It's so destructive! Those Aurors can't seem to stop it! ”

Hearing Fleur's words, William came back to his senses, looked at the lake monster from afar, and said calmly:

"I'm going to kill it."

Just a simple sentence made Fleur's heart sway.

Of course, she knew that William was powerful, even much stronger than Madame Maxim.

Knowing his strength, he should have been mentally prepared, but when he heard this kind of answer...... I still can't suppress the turmoil in my heart.

William told Gabrielle to hide in the safety watch and took out a bottle of dragon's blood with malt whiskey.

I kept things for a year, but I didn't expect them to come in handy.

When he opened the cap, the dragon's blood mixed with the smell of whiskey spread through the camp in an instant.

Maxim's rune horse broke free from its restraints and ran wildly, following the scent of malt.

At the head of the list is the black rune horse that William rode in France last year.

William looked at the dust splashed by the horses' hooves in the distance, and laughed softly: "Madame Maxim shouldn't blame me for stealing her horse this time, right?" ”

Fleur suddenly remembered what happened last time.

William spoke ill of Madame Maxim, but she heard her.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled:

"If you really like it, I can help you get one."

"I just want it!" William gave a thumbs up, "But one horse is enough, how can I get fifty or sixty horses." ”

Fleur glanced at him lightly and said softly, "Then you might as well sell me." ”

William suddenly remembered something, and with a wave of his wand, a silver sea eagle flew out and into the distance.

He whistled, and the rune horse galloped in, and he leaped forward.

Fleur found a maroon rune horse.

William put the dragon's blood in the palm of his hand, pulled his mane and said coldly: "Go!" ”

The dozen or so rune horses all galloped quickly with the two horses in the lead.

William didn't immediately stop the lake monster, but instead made an arc and ran towards the hooded wizard.

Compared to the magical beasts that destroyed the camp...... These people are even more damned!

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As the parade progressed, more wizards joined the advancing ranks.

They laughed loudly and set the tents on the side of the road on fire with their wands. The screams got louder.

There were several people floating in the air, all Muggles. One was Mr. Roberts, the camp warden, and the other three were his wife and children.

One of the marchers raised his wand and turned Mrs. Roberts head-down. Her pajamas fell down, revealing her floral panties.

The crowd below screamed and heckled with joy, and she struggled to cover herself.

The youngest Muggle child, sixty feet above the ground, began to spin like a spinning top, his head tilting limply to one way and the other.

The crowd burst into laughter, and the marcher laughed and scolded, "Mudbloods, die, haha." ”

At this moment, the silver sword rushed towards it without warning.

The marcher, who had tormented Mrs. Roberts, was suddenly pierced through his hands. After a burst of spinning, the silver longsword slammed into the ground, blasting a hole as large as a basket.

William, riding on the rune horse, twisted his wand, and a long, thin flame emerged from the tip of the staff.

He swung it like a leather whip, wrapping around the parade wizards.

Several wizard wands were raised, trying to stop William's attack.

William's right arm was spread out, and his wand was pushed forward suddenly, and the wind in front of him was fierce, especially the ground was pulled by the magic force, and many flying stones as big as a bucket were pulled out and shot towards the crowd.

Seeing this, many wizards immediately apparated away. Especially the guys with hoods.

William didn't have the slightest intention of slowing down, and drove the rune horse under his crotch to rush towards the wizards who tried to resist.

When the rune horse runs, it especially highlights the slender and dynamic strong body, almost crushing it step by step.

The procession was afraid to retreat and was completely dispersed.

"William!"

William waved his wand and saved the Roberts family, who had passed out.

He jumped off the rune horse and examined it:

"Frightened and needs to be taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic."

Fleur nodded. "I'll take them away."

Just then, a shout rang out.

William turned his head to see the twins and Ginny rushing towards him.

"Why are you here, Mr. Weasley?" He asked.

"There!" Fred pointed to the lake monsters raging in the distance. "They're going to stop the monster."

"My dad, Bill, Charlie and Percy all went." George said.

"William, Harry is gone." Ginny said horrified. "He was just with us."

"What's going on?" William frowned.

"There was just an attack, the flames were burning, and we left the tent and walked towards the woods." Fred explained.

"Then, Harry and Ron disappeared." George continued.

"Maybe it was dispersed by the crowd, and there were black lights everywhere here." Fleur explained.

"What then?" Ginny's eyes widened in horror. "There were attacks everywhere."

"The attacks have abated." William whispered, "The parade was broken up by me, and Newt and they are also hunting for magical beasts.

The riots will soon be brought under control. ”

He glanced at the lake monster that was still raging. The only thing that's tricky is it.

"Harry and Ron will come back in a minute, I have more important things to do now."

William looked up at the sky, where large dark clouds were already gathering.

"You guys take a moment to hide, and I'll end the fight soon."

"Why are you going?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"Kill the Lake Monster!"

As everyone entered the safety table, William stood still, not knowing what he was waiting for.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a deafening cry in the sky.

A giant ptarmigan suddenly appears.

Hermione stood on the head of the Thunderbird.

She was a little afraid of heights, and she didn't even dare to fly more than five meters with a broomstick, but at this time she tried to overcome her fear and poked her head out to search for William's figure.

Fortunately, with Piquelli's control, this disobedient Thunderbird is quite stable.

The corners of William's mouth were slightly hooked, which he had called with the Patronus Charm before.

He rolled over his horse, and as he passed the silver sword that pierced into the ground, his left hand shook slightly, and the sword flew in.

The sound of thundering horses' hooves rang out, and all the wizards who dealt with the lake monster almost turned their heads.

In the eyes of everyone, a rune horse with a black mane galloped in.

The rune horse, the size of a giant elephant, was so fast, and when it ran, it showed a very dynamic visual beauty.

On the back of the rune horse, there was only an excessively young wizard.

Everyone stopped in horror and stared at William intently.

Riding alone, with a silver sword in hand, he scurried through the ruins, charging at the lake monster with no relentless speed.

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