Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 429 Chaos arose
The once bustling stadium suddenly became quiet, with many people bragging and chatting around.

In the woods, Jack and Mag walked slowly towards the camp. Along the way, Mag explained to Jack the various actions performed by the team members in the game.

During the competition just now, such beautiful moves happened one after another. Before I could finish talking about this one, the next one appeared.

Like many people, Mag only began to slowly reflect on everything that happened on the field after the game was over.

Jack listened carefully. Like Charles, he was not very interested in Quidditch and now he had to start from scratch.

After Mag finished speaking, Jack took out his pocket watch to check the time and asked nervously, "Would you like to come to my house for a drink?"

This was the first time in a long time that he took the initiative to ask Mag to go home.

Although the two of them can't do much due to their age, as long as they go, the meaning will be different.

Mag hesitated.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Jack got a little nervous and blurted out, "My grandson can do somersaults, and he does them beautifully."

At this time, a laugh was heard not far away. The two turned around and saw several Veela laughing and punching Charles with their fists, then pulling him into the shadow of the woods.

Jack was shocked. Could it be that those veela couldn't wait any longer and beat Charles to his knees, forcing him to go back with them and become a woman?

Magg was no longer surprised by Charles' wide circle of friends, and said to Jack, "It seems that Charles has no time for somersaults."

Jack said seriously, "It's okay, Harry can do somersaults too."

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"Ah!"

Harry suddenly sneezed.

Arthur immediately asked him, "Are you cold?"

Harry shook his head and said, "No, my nose just itches."

Arthur said, "Oh, maybe I'm allergic to the smell of fireworks."

The celebration outside the tent was still lively, with more and more fireworks and firecrackers exploding, and the air was a bit choking.

Arthur collected the empty cups on the table and said to everyone, "It's getting late. We should all rest."

Harry felt tired after playing all day, so he went to his bedroom with everyone else, changed into his pajamas and lay on the bed, and soon began to dream of lifting the Quidditch World Cup.

He didn't know that he had escaped and didn't have to do somersaults. Mag agreed to have a drink in the tent of the Dancing Grass Restaurant by Jack.

It was even more lively outside the Dancing Grass Restaurant.

The big tent was moved from the side of the stadium to the side of the camp. The Irish team had booked a celebratory banquet early, and the players randomly selected ten lucky fans to dine together.

After the celebration banquet, the Irish team members signed autographs for the fans outside the tent and left shortly afterwards.

Their departure did not dampen the enthusiasm of the fans and the celebrations continued.

Jack and Mag were drinking in a private room in the tent.

Mag was about to finish his drink and it was time to leave when he noticed that the noises outside seemed a little different.

The singing and cheering disappeared, replaced by screams of fear and the sound of countless feet running in panic, as if people had encountered something terrible.

Jack also heard the sound, frowned, and said, "Are the Germans bombing again?"

Mag realized that something was wrong, grabbed Jack's arm, and tried to Apparate away, but found that she couldn't.

Jack patted her hand calmly and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

The camp was in chaos.

A large group of masked wizards wearing black cloaks gathered together, raised their wands high, shouted loudly, and kept moving forward.

The camp manager Roberts and his family of four were cast into the air by these wizards, and were played with like puppets, spun like tops, or turned upside down with their underwear exposed, doing all kinds of strange movements.

There were cruel laughs and cheers from the wizards who were toying with the four Muggles.

There were many wizards dressed in the same way joining in, the team became larger and larger, some people started to set fire to nearby tents, and the situation gradually got out of control.

The camp was getting more and more chaotic, with adults shouting and children making noises.
More and more people ran towards the woods.

Arthur called all the children out of the tent, looked at the growing fire and said to Bill, Charlie and Percy: "We have to help the Ministry maintain order!"

Then he said to the other children, "Go into the woods quickly and stay together. Don't separate!"

Before he could finish, a wizard came over and said to them, "Arthur, it's a good thing you didn't go back to sleep!"

Arthur raised his wand and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw it was Neville's father, Frank Longbottom. He looked around and asked again, "Frank, why are you alone?"

He thought that since Frank was here, other Aurors should also come, but now there was only one person.

Frank whispered, "You come with me. The department needs to gather manpower and get the kids over to the stadium."

Arthur nodded, took the eldest, second and third children to follow Frank, and also picked up other Ministry of Magic staff along the way.

At this moment, the fire in the camp suddenly grew larger. Not far away, a huge tent turned into a bonfire that reached the sky. Arthur immediately asked, "Whose is that?"

Frank said, "That location should be the Malfoy family's tent. Poor kid, it was only bought last week."

Harry, Ron and Hermione were somewhat pleased to hear that Malfoy's tent had been burned.

Then they, like many others, ran towards the woods.

But there were too many people on the road and they got separated from the fourth, fifth and seventh children.

The three of them did not follow the main group, but planned to take a small path to reach the stadium first and wait for them.

The woods were dark, with only faint lights coming from afar.

"Ouch!"

Ron let out a scream, then there was the sound of something heavy falling, followed by a groan.

"what!"

Harry's scream followed.

"What's wrong?!" Hermione shouted anxiously, and immediately drew out her wand and cast a spell to illuminate the surroundings.

Ron fell to the ground, holding his knee and grimacing in pain.

Harry tripped over Ron and also fell to the ground.

Ron said: "I tripped over a tree root."

At this time, a voice floated from not far away: "With that head and those legs, it's hard not to trip."

The three of them turned around immediately, and in the light of Hermione's wand, Draco Malfoy was leaning against a big tree with his hands folded, not even looking at them, and continued to look at the camp through the woods with interest.

Ron was about to scold him when he suddenly remembered something, so he smiled and said, "Malfoy, your new tent was burned."

Malfoy turned around and asked in surprise, "You don't know that?"

Ron asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

Malfoy smiled contemptuously and said, "I can find out things myself, but I didn't know that your father and brother work in the Ministry. Are they floor cleaners?"

Ron was so angry that his face turned as red as his hair, and he was about to pull out his wand to cast a spell on him.

"No!" Hermione stretched out her hand to stop Ron, "There are Aurors nearby."

Harry said coldly: "There are so many people now, it's hard to deal with the bodies."

He wanted to scare Malfoy, and it apparently had some effect.

Malfoy turned his head nervously and looked around, only to be relieved when he saw a number of people in the woods.

"If you have the guts, you can really kill me." He said bravely, "I think you'd better hurry up and run away!"

"Harry, you don't want her to be discovered, do you?"

Harry frowned. Here, "she" was only Hermione.

"What do you mean?" Hermione suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Granger, they're after Muggles," Malfoy sneered. "Do you want to show your panties in mid-air? If you do, stay here..."

"Oh no!" Harry suddenly shouted, scaring Ron, Hermione, Malfoy, and everyone else who was running away nearby.

"Mr. Smith!" Harry said anxiously, "Those people are targeting Mr. Smith. He should be in the tent of the Dancing Grass Restaurant now!"

Hermione's face turned pale instantly. If those people found Mr. Smith, she couldn't imagine what would happen next.

Harry immediately said, "Ron, Hermione, go find Charles right away. He probably doesn't know about the camp."

"I'll go to the tent of the Dancing Grass Restaurant and pick up Mr. Smith."

"Charles must have brought his broomstick and could send Mr. Smith away first."

Ron said to Harry, "I'll go with you."

The camp was in chaos now and he was worried that Harry was in danger.

Harry shook his head and said, "I can ask the Aurors for help."

"The woods are huge, and we don't know where Charles is. It would be faster if you two work together."

Ron thought so too and said to Harry, "Be careful, we will ask Fred to help us when we meet him later."

The three separated and ran in two different directions.

Malfoy just watched coldly from the side without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)