snake catcher

The Weasley family and Harry's group were in a good position, and they were also tall. From the box where she was sitting, Mel could see two tufts of fiery red hair that occasionally appeared.Soon, Mel's attention was attracted by the lively atmosphere and enthusiastic people.

The noisy sound caused the air to boil!At this time, Neville had completely lost the restraint he had when he came here. He was leaning on Mrs. Longbottom's arms in a trance, half ashamed and half happy, discussing Quidditch with Mr. Longbottom.

The Dark Lord, who was always gloomy and calm, also had a little excitement in the corners of his eyes and brows, and was explaining to Mr. Dalton the death cases in the history of the Quidditch World Cup in detail.

The fantastic game was over just as Mel remembered, but there was still plenty to talk about Viktor Krum's Ronsky feint on the way back to camp through the forest.

After returning to the camp, Mel was exhausted and said good night to everyone, and got into her small tent early to sleep. After a long time, everyone in the living room could hear the excited discussions in the living room.

At some point, the excited discussion in the ear turned into an exclamation of fear. Mel sat up in shock, and ran to the living room in his pajamas.At this time, everyone was gathered together, Mrs. Longbottom hugged Neville who was wide-eyed in fright, Mr. Dalton was still sitting in his usual upright posture, drinking tea peacefully at the round table, at this time The devil also came to the living room leisurely in his pajamas, "What's wrong?"

Mr. Longbottom, who had just come in, answered him: "It's the Death Eaters! They're burning tents everywhere, frightening the crowd!" His hand that was holding his wand tightly was still trembling slightly.

"Shall we take shelter in the woods first?" Mrs. Longbottom looked at Mel and prayed.

"Okay!" Mel agreed bluntly, "Grandpa Green, you go with me and father, aunts and uncles, take Neville and follow us, right?"

The Dark Lord opened his mouth and looked at the others without speaking.

Seeing that everyone had no objection to this arrangement, Mel didn't change his clothes. He led everyone out of the tent in his pajamas, and rushed into the forest along with the panicked crowd.

Mel hugged his father's arms tightly, and ran towards the forest with his father, while behind him there were constant laughter, sadistic chanting, and the crying of the Muggle family they played with.

After all, Mr. Dalton is in his 60s, and soon he was out of breath. Hearing Mr. Dalton's difficult panting, Mel's heart tightened tightly, and she stopped,

"Dad!" Mel didn't dare to meet Mr. Dalton's eyes, so he could only stare at the beads of sweat rolling down his face, "I swore that I would never put you in danger! Today..." Mel's eyes turned red , "Even today, I won't allow it!"

After saying these words, Mel turned to the Dark Lord, "Grandpa Green, please take care of my father!"

The Dark Lord's face illuminated by the burning tent flickered, "Okay!"

"Mel, what are you going to do?" Mr. Dalton was a little panicked at this moment.

"Dad, I'll be back in a while!" Mel rushed to the masked Death Eater in the distance without looking back.

During the run, Mel cast a transfiguration spell on her clothes, and the original pajamas turned into white masked wizard robes. She could no longer bear her powerlessness and watched her father pretend to be a wizard to watch Quidditch. Oddly, the life of the First Earl conferred by the Queen Elizabeth of the British Empire was threatened by the brainless and fanatical fascists, this, she absolutely does not allow!

Mel dodged the panicked crowd and approached these bullying Death Eaters. At this time, the Death Eaters were busy setting fire to the tent and playing with Robert's family. A few Ministry of Magic personnel who had already arrived couldn't do anything about throwing rats around. , They didn't pay any attention to Mel who stood in front of them.

But Mel wants to laugh sadly, just these 20 or so Death Eaters, let tens of thousands of wizards run away like bereaved dogs, watching the Muggle family whose love is rolling in mid-air, Mel's anger is burning like a prairie fire.

"Except your weapons!"

Mel waved her wand angrily, and the magic spell rushed out of the wand like a phoenix on fire, and rushed towards the Death Eaters.

When the Death Eaters found out, the dozen or so Death Eaters who were close to Mel had already been thrown into the air by the fiery curse, and their wands had disappeared. The curse put the Robert family in front of the Ministry of Magic.

For a moment, the wizards who witnessed the flash of Flint just now were stunned and did not move.

The flames from the burning tent became stronger and weaker, and the white masked figure standing in front of them in the half-light became more and more erratic and unreal!

To say that the quality of the Death Eaters is better, they were the first to react than the people from the Ministry of Magic, and those with wands in their hands immediately cast vicious spells on the white figure.

Seeing all kinds of evil spells coming, Mel, who had been prepared for a long time, covered his body with a transparent magic cover that shone with seven-color brilliance. The magic cover buzzed when the spell was sent.

Soon the magic shield counteracts the spell and disappears!Leave behind a horrified wizard!

"Kill him! Use Ava's Killing Curse!" the recovered, wandless Death Eater yelled at his companions.

Upon hearing this, Mel decided to use that spell, but she soon discovered that the Death Eaters on the opposite side had already panicked, and the flames also turned dark green, and then the Death Eaters became a mess, Apparated with a wand, and climbed into the grass to find the wand without a wand, and Apparated too!

Mel turned around and looked up at the sky. Sure enough, a huge Dark Mark was floating in midair!

"Forget you to run fast!" Mel cursed bitterly in her heart, taking advantage of the time when the Ministry of Magic people were in a daze, and slipped away!

Turning around a few tents, Mel changed back to his original clothes in a place where no one was around, and ran towards his father, and soon met on the road. The Dark Lord, his father, and the Longbottom family were walking back. With the bright light of the magic wand, Mel could easily see her father's black face. She didn't dare to breathe, she frowned and followed her father back to the tent.

"Merlin! Help!" Mel, who knew she was in trouble, prayed to the god Mel, who she only remembered when she wanted to use it, "Let Dad calm down!"

It seems that Mel is destined to be thrilling tonight!