Everyone in the camp was distracted by the sound, and some clever masked men had begun to quietly evacuate.

However, when they tried to Phantom Shifter to leave, they were surprised to find that the area had been banned from Apparition at some point.

The sound came very quickly, and the sound of neat leather boots on the ground was particularly imposing.

Everyone put down their wands and knelt with their heads in their hands. A very young and loud voice resounded through the camp.

All the ordinary wizards immediately did as they were told, and the wizards in black cloaks and masks, wands in their hands, faced the group of young people in uniform and wandered.

"You ......" A masked wizard who appeared to be the leader said as soon as he was quickly knocked to the ground by a spell.

The Aurors pushed forward quickly, subduing all the wizards who resisted cleanly.

The division of labor among these young Aurors was very clear, and some of them were responsible for using the Iron Armor Charm to defend against the spells that were shot at them.

Behind them, some of the young Aurors cast harassing spells from afar, leaving the chaos in their hands.

Even in the trees behind them, there were two Aurors who cast spells from a distance, taking down some frantically resisting thugs by surprise.

A red-haired, pig-nosed young female Auror, after calculating the range, excitedly threw the enhanced dung egg in her hand at the thugs who had gathered together.

"Oh, Tonks, you're escorting those chaotic elements in a moment!" a young male voice sounded beside her, it was Albert.

"No problem. On a whim, Tonks took back the enhanced version of the big dung egg and began to cast a range spell to keep the gathered thugs without time to clean up the filth from their bodies.

There were also a small number of Aurors who cast a spell on themselves, unexpectedly subduing the rangers one by one.

These young Aurors are neat and ruthless, and wherever they go, the other party has no power to fight back.

"There are civilians. Albert's cold voice rang out, and he left behind four young Aurors to help the injured Muggles and wizards.

Different from the crisp and ruthless battle just now, the four young men at this time took off their slightly hideous masks, and a sunny smile appeared on their enviable faces.

They were gentle and patient with these people, helping them to heal their wounds, and using communication badges to help some wizards find their lost relatives.

They look like brothers and sisters next door, making people feel close. The reporters who were in the crowd recorded these scenes one by one.

"Albert, why don't you let me stay? I'm good at healing spells. A stout male Auror with a beard asked Albert unconvinced.

"You can't let your honor put more pressure on the wounded. Albert looked at him and gave an answer without hesitation.

The Aurors who heard this couldn't help but laugh, and the Aurors who asked couldn't help but laugh along.

Compared to these quick-witted, well-trained, well-equipped young Aurors, the veteran Aurors are in a very different situation.

The chaos came suddenly, and these veteran Aurors did not receive relevant information, nor did they have unified communication equipment, and they were scattered everywhere without knowing the situation.

With their experience, some of the Aurors ran to places known to be Ministries officials.

There are also some Aurors who have taken the initiative to take responsibility for maintaining order.

It wasn't until the green skeleton rose into the air that they woke up, drew their wands, and joined the fight.

Guided by the principle of refraining from using lethal spells as much as possible, these Aurors were a little restrained.

For these veteran Aurors, they usually focus on individual and squad battles, and they have not practiced teamwork and confrontation like those Aurors under Albert, and suddenly they are extremely uncomfortable in the face of group battles.

In such a situation, many veteran Aurors are wearing colors. There were also some Aurors who either didn't find an opponent at all, or were played around by the Death Eaters they used to get their attention.

Kinlais, who is also a veteran Auror, is strong, and he has overcome his opponents with his individual ability.

But soon, two wizards wearing the same mask surrounded them, and reinforcements arrived.

The opponent he had just subdued was rescued by the opponent and quickly regained his combat effectiveness, and after regaining his wand, the three of them suppressed Kinlais, adding many scars to him.

And the wizards who Kinrice had protected behind him at the beginning, due to the spell of random shooting, one of the young witches' arms twisted into a strange shape.

After solving the Malfoy matter, Alan immediately thought of Penelope, who was also in his prophetic dream.

He used the omniscient imprint on his body to instantly phantom to Penelo's side.

The scene presented to Eren was very tragic. Some black-robed wizards fell to the ground and rolled desperately, trying to extinguish the fire on their bodies.

A wizard lifted his clothes in pain, and there were all marks of flame burns, large blisters, and some scorched skin.

There was also a middle-aged wizard screaming in pain, his arm turned into bones, and only a little bit of flesh was left attached to his shoulder.

The most terrifying thing is a witch whose eyeballs slipped from her sockets to her cheeks.

A thug who was already prostrate on the ground, making a surrender gesture, quietly reached for the wand in front of him. Penelope gave him a keen look, and instantly kicked him in the back of the head, and his whole body spasmed and trembled involuntarily.

When Alan's apparition moved to Penelope's side, he just happened to see her neat kick.

"Don't look at me like that, I've got the strength in control, he's not going to die. Penelope's eyes widened, and he looked innocent.

Behind Penelope, an extremely old woman with gray hair and loose teeth gave Penelo a thumbs up.

Under Penelope's attack, none of the thugs came to provoke them again.

"Thank you, girl. In you, I saw the Aurors when I was a little girl. The old woman complimented sincerely.

However, not all protected people are as broad-minded as the old woman, and many people can't help but shudder when they see Penelope's iron-blooded methods.

After making sure that there were no more people who could resist, Penelope broke all their wands and smiled gently to heal the wounded Muggles.

Alan saw that the clothes on the bodies of these Muggles were shattered and bloodstained. Not only that, but they looked blank and stupid, apparently suffering from the Drill Heart Curse.

"Allen, our team needs to go to Kingsley's aid. Penelope lifted his chin.

While she was fighting, she saw several thugs abandon her and go straight to Kingsley.

Alan nodded, following her gaze, Kingsley was struggling under siege by three thugs.

"I'd like to see the look on the face of this Gold Auror, who always supported Moody's opinion and thought that my methods were too dark and crude, after being saved by me. Penelope couldn't help but smile, and after leaving a few people behind, he asked the team to pick up the pace.