Harry Potter's Dharma

Everyone was choosing the direction to escape from the Death Eaters.

What happened 13 years ago was like a nightmare that haunted them.

Even now, they had started a new life. They simply treated the matter of the Death Eaters and Voldemort as a horror story to scare children.

But after seeing the Death Eaters.

It was as if they were reminded of their own fears from many years ago. Almost no one would stand out to face the fear in their own hearts.

Instead, they instinctively chose to escape.

They began to run in the direction of the exit — in fact, everyone came through a special door and there was no fixed exit.

As long as it was the opposite direction of the Death Eaters, it was safe.

Everyone fled in the other direction, except for Zheng Fan who ran in the direction of the Death Eaters.

He could see those people in strange black robes walking towards him step by step.

And other people, those who did not know Zheng Fan, saw that Zheng Fan was walking in the direction of the Death Eaters. An uncle from No. 16 High School grabbed Zheng Fan and said worriedly.

"You're going to the wrong place. That's where the Death Eaters come from. You'd better run with your parents."

The uncle said as he grabbed Zheng Fan's hand. Then, he sighed.

"Run with me. Leave this place first. Later, tell me where your family is. I'll take you to them."

The uncle's enthusiasm made Zheng Fan feel a little touched.

But no matter how enthusiastic he was, it was unnecessary for him.

Zheng Fan did not need the uncle's enthusiasm because he had never been afraid of the Death Eaters.

He wouldn't even flinch in the slightest.

"It's okay, uncle. It's better for you and your family to run for your life."

Zheng Fan smiled at the uncle and continued to walk in the direction of the Death Eaters.

In that direction, there was a group of terrifying Death Eaters.

But other than that, there were also some people running away.

No matter how unafraid Zheng Fan was of the Death Eaters, he was still a child. He was quickly pushed in another direction by the crowd.

As for the uncle, he did not give up on Zheng Fan. He seemed to want to say something, but a young man next to him stopped him.

"Ignore him. He's not an ordinary person."

The young man said.

"This is Zheng Fan!

Have you forgotten? He's the one who spoke to the Death Eaters during the trial. He's definitely not an ordinary child. It might be more convenient if he's alone. "

When the young man said that, the uncle was a little surprised.

It wasn't that the uncle hadn't seen the news before, but he hadn't expected the boy in front of him to be Zheng Fan.

After all, there weren't any close-ups in the newspapers. There were only some vague side profiles in the distance.

Zheng Fan knew that if he was in the crowd, he would never be able to reach where the Death Eaters were.

He needed to do something else.

At this time, the first thing he did was to use the position of the entire tent to move to a place where there could be more people.

Although these people were running away, at least they wouldn't step on the tents to escape.

Zheng Fan used the tent to create a protective wall for herself to prevent herself from being pushed to other places by the crowd. Then, she took out her flying broom from her bosom.

Fortunately, Zheng Fan had brought a broom.

If he only relied on walking, no matter how strong he was, his body would only be that of a fourth-grade child.

He wasn't very strong. Even if he exercised regularly, it would only improve his physical strength and physical ability.

He wouldn't be able to go against so many people.

But now, it was different.

Zheng Fan looked at the crowd and laughed.

He could just fly over from the sky.

Zheng Fan rode on his flying broom. Then, his feet touched the ground and he flew directly into the sky.

Just as Zheng Fan flew over the heads of the crowd, he heard the screams of someone below.

"Oh my god, that kid is flying towards the Death Eaters!"

"Is he one of them?"

"No, that's Zheng Fan. It's Zheng Fan.

The boy who pointed at the Death Eaters during the trial of the Ministry of Magic and expressed his stance.

"He's going to face the Death Eaters alone?"

"Just him alone?

No matter how strong he is, he's just a kid! "

At this moment, the voices in the crowd made the crowd suddenly stop.

They didn't continue to run. They wanted to escape from this place.

Instead, they had suddenly realized something.

Voldemort and the Death Eaters were indeed scary, but no matter how scary they were, they were the ones with the numbers advantage.

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Not to mention, a kid, a kid was willing to go against the Death Eaters and help others escape. Some of the people who thought that their abilities and magic were good also began to stand up. Instead of running away, they helped others escape and caught up with Zheng Fan's pace.

However, this was something that happened later.

Before they reached Zheng Fan's side, Zheng Fan had already begun to face this group of Death Eaters.

When Zheng Fan saw this group of Death Eaters, he finally understood why most people didn't know the true identity of the Death Eaters.

If they knew, some things would be much simpler.

That was because the Death Eaters would generally appear in a black magic robe and wear a tall hat on their head, almost covering their eyes.

They used black to create the illusion of "death" to confuse others and make them fear death, thus achieving their own goals.

No wonder the Death Eaters were feared and feared.

They should be afraid of death, not to mention these existences who used the illusion of death to make people more afraid.

That was a pretty good move.