Chapter 355： Dark Mark (modified "I'm Really Not Rich 2" is worth ...

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

Apart from the joy of winning the game, it is more important to deploy various defense arrangements tonight.

To prevent unforeseen circumstances, Morgan Le Fay took the youngest daughter Emily and the eldest daughter Daisy into the tower to take refuge.

Allen thought of the previous dream and tried to persuade Luna and Hermione to let them enter the tower to rest.

Before going in, Hermione didn't forget to bring her Crook Mountain.

Owen Harris also began to summon various subordinates to deploy various tasks in the name of preventive drills.

Allen also left the tent, he went invisible, and entered the gorgeous tent next door.

Lucius wore a black cloak and covered his light blonde hair with the cap on the cloak.

"Lucius, be careful." Narcissa Black Malfoy took his hand worriedly.

"My dear, take good care of Draco." Lucius kissed his wife's cheek softly and walked out of the tent.

Allen followed behind him quietly.

"At the camp ... someone grabbed a Muggle ..." A man with a hood on his head and a mask on his face came over excitedly and said to Lucius.

Lucius immediately quickened his pace and rushed to the camp.

Above their heads, four struggling figures float in the air and are twisted into various weird shapes, just as if the masked wizards on the ground were puppeteers, and the people above them were marionettes, Controlled by an invisible rope rising from the wand into the air. Two of them are very small.

A marcher below used a wand to turn a woman in the air head down. Her pajamas hung down, revealing a fancy panties, and the crowd below screamed and coaxed happily, struggling to cover her body.

Allen saw Malfoy raise his wand, the smallest Muggle kid in the air-the kid was spinning like a gyro in the mid-air of sixty feet from the ground, and his head was softly tilted to this side Over there.

"According to the previous plan, everyone began to act. The continued destruction of the large forces, and the arrangement of personal actions disturbed the audio and video of the Aurors. Be careful to shift positions, don't get caught." There was a sound in the crowd.

Lucius Malfoy immediately withdrew and left, and Allen quickly followed.

Lucius departed in the opposite direction of the large army, while using his wand to light the tent on the roadside. Several tents burned, and the screams became louder.

Allen gritted his teeth and continued to follow him.

When entering the jungle, a disarming spell hit Lucius, his wand flew out in a swirling motion, the whole person was hit against a big banyan tree, and his mask fell from his face.

Allen appeared, appeared in front of him, and picked up his wand.

"Mr. Lucius Malfoy, I just saw everything I just saw." Alan narrowed his eyes and said.

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

Allen's wand pointed at his chest, and he immediately dared not continue.

"Mr. Malfoy, tomorrow you can see the award in the newspaper to thank you for telling the Ministry of Magic about the trouble tonight."

Allen's voice was not heavy, but Lucius seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and his pale skin looked even more bloodless.

"Did you know that the diary you put in Ginny Weasley's hand was one of Tom Riddle's Horcruxes?" Allen stared at Lucius' eyes and saw the fear in his eyes. His eyes were filled.

"What are you saying ?! That thing is ..." Lucius couldn't believe it.

"How do you think Voldemort will treat the man who broke his soul fragments and his family?" Allen chuckled.

"What do you want?" After a brief panic, Lucius calmed down. He realized that Allen must have done something else before he would say such a thing to him.

"You go to see my father tomorrow-Irving? Harris." Allen saw Lucius nodded gently and returned Lucius' wand back.

When Allen was about to leave, he paused and said to Lucius: "Uncle Lucius, you know, Auror has already set the game, just waiting for you to hook? I follow you because I am Ca n’t bear to see Draco? Malfoy lost his father so early, and although my mother has a bad relationship with his cousin, if you count that way, your wife is also a distant relative of our Harris ... "

Without looking at Lucius's complexion again, Allen's phantom shifted and disappeared from the place.

While Allen and Malfoy were talking, Mr. Harris heard the singing and strange impact sound from the other side of the camp, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

Faintly, they heard screams and people running in panic.

"That's it, act." Mr. Harris finalized, and everyone drove out of the tent immediately.

In the light of the bonfires still burning, Albert saw people running towards the woods as if to escape something moving towards them in the camp ~ www.novelhall.com ~ that thing flashes strangely The light also made a sound like a gun.

Loud sneers, laughter, drunken shouts also moved towards them. Then, a strong green light flashed, illuminating everything around.

This is a very large skeleton, composed of countless green star-like things, a large python emerged from the skull's mouth, like a tongue.

As Allen watched, the skulls rose higher and higher, shining brightly in the green smoke, against the dark night sky, like a new constellation.

Penello is still stationed under the iron-grey giant eagle sculpture. This is her observation point and she cannot leave without permission.

A fat pigeon crouched over the head of the giant eagle sculpture. It seemed that he was frightened by the pop color skull suddenly popping out, and a pigeon's **** slowly slid down the eyes of the giant eagle, just like a line of white tears.

At this moment, a voice came suddenly from Penello's coat of arms. She lowered her head, facing the coat of arms, her red lips moved slightly, and disappeared from the place.

The lights that used to illuminate the stadium are now extinguished. There were some dark figures walking stumbled in the woods, the children were crying, the nervous and anxious shouts and voices echoed in the cold night sky.

In the camp, the ranks under those Muggles are bigger than before.

Some wizard staff in the Ministry of Magic desperately want to rush in, approaching those hooded wizards in the middle, but encountering great difficulties.

It seemed that they didn't dare to do any magic, for fear that the Muggles would fall.

At this moment of helplessness, the sound of neat and rhythmic leather boots came from a distance and quickly approached here.