Chapter 357 Guidance (Modified, Thanks to Super Silver Alliance Ksg, Huan Yu)

"Alan Harris." A low, exotic voice sounded.

Viktor Krum followed Allen, and Allen looked at him doubtfully.

Although he walks with splayed legs, his speed is not slow at all.

"Harris, do you know where Hermie...Hermine is?" Krum bluntly stated his purpose.

"She is in a very safe place." Allen understood that the other party was obviously worried about Hermione. He suppressed a trace of displeasure in his heart and said quickly, and then couldn't help but add, "With all due respect, Krum, you and Hermione isn't familiar enough to call her by her first name yet."

"So this lady is also a very close good friend of yours?" Krum glanced at Penelo next to Allen. He had no front teeth, and his somewhat leaky voice gave his tone a funny exotic flavor. .

"This has nothing to do with you." Allen ignored Krum and quickened his pace.

Kingsley's side looked very bad. He was reeling from side to side, and various spells were intertwined around him.

"Phantom Killer." Allen raised his arm, and a spell was accurately shot on a tall wizard who was waving his wand desperately.

A vague black mist enveloped the wizard's head.

The wizard suddenly threw away his wand, as if he had seen something extremely frightening, and huddled on the ground, trembling.

Suddenly, he let out a loud belch, twitched and fainted.

The hooded wizard next to him was obviously startled by this sudden turn of events. Kingsley seized this opportunity and hit him with a petrifying spell.

The last wizard who besieged Kingsley was subdued to the ground by the surrounding Aurors.

"Oh, thank you..." Kingsley wanted to express his gratitude, but was interrupted by Penello.

"Treat their injuries first." Penello said, showing a gentle smile, holding the hand of the elderly witch hiding behind Kingsley, and put her hand on the ground to faint. On the fallen wizard.

Penello stretched out her wand, but Kingsley grabbed her arm, "Clivat, what are you going to do?"

Kingsley's expression was extremely serious.

"Of course I'm treating her injuries. The medicine is too slow. I'll use 'damage transfer' and she'll get better soon." Penello looked at the wizard who collapsed on the ground in disgust, "It doesn't make sense. The perpetrators of evil get nothing, but the innocent suffer pain.”

"No, Crevat, this is against the rules." Kingsley wanted to continue to stop him, but Allen took a step forward and blocked Penello.

"You don't have the ability to protect them. You can't even protect yourself. Now you accuse me. Don't you think it's ridiculous?" Penello raised his eyebrows and mocked unceremoniously.

Then, she directly used damage transfer to transfer the injuries of the elderly witch to the fainted wizard.

He immediately let out a painful groan, and his arms were twisted into an extremely strange posture.

"They are also Aurors, but even you trainees reacted so quickly. It is obvious that they have been prepared. And we have not received any news. There must be a conspiracy here." Kingsley stared straight at Penello, not letting go. Any change in her expression.

"Your training is too old-fashioned, and you are still playing like a spy. But we, relying on advanced equipment and clear division of labor group training, are enough to deal with any emergencies." Penello raised his red lips slightly, raising his voice. Volume, "You are out of date."

Everyone around heard her last words and looked at Kingsley.

"It seems that you won't accept my treatment for you through 'damage transfer'." Penello raised his eyebrows and continued: "Shackle, aren't you the best at soothing people and making them calm? I'll leave a few I’ll give it to you personally, since you’re injured anyway, just help the injured here, don’t delay our fight.”

Following Penello's gesture, several young Auror reserves walked out of the team.

Kingsley's face was extremely ugly, but Penello no longer stayed, held his collar badge, whispered something, and strode away.

"Albert informed the assembly." Penello simply explained to Allen.

"The black bald man will definitely tell Scrimgeour his suspicions today." Penello said quickly.

"Rufus Scrimgeour is a resolute man. Most of his energy after joining the work has been devoted to dealing with dark wizards. He will definitely like your actions tonight. He has been with the pro-Dumbledore faction because of this matter before. The wizards are at odds with each other.”

Owen Harris had already discussed this matter with his three sons, so Allen was not worried at all and comforted Penelo with gentle words.

Allen and the others quickly passed through the camp and entered the dense forest to a relatively open highland. After going deep, Allen found his father, Mr. Harris. Next to him stood Minister Fudge, and a wizard who looked like an old lion.

The distance they were observing was crowded with people. Masked and unmasked Death Eaters faced off against uniformed young Auror reservists. UU Reading www.uukansｈhu.net

Alan's eldest brother Albert was at the forefront.

"What if this main group of troublemakers continues to be in a stalemate with us?" Fudge looked at the considerable number of Death Eaters gathered in the distance, and wiped his sweaty forehead with his sleeves.

Owen saw his youngest son Alan arriving from a distance and nodded to him. Then when he heard Fudge's words, his eyes flashed and he murmured softly, "If you don't let go of the authority to use any magic spell to attack, I'm afraid this battle will be difficult to fight."

Scrimgeour next to him heard Owen Harris's whisper and glanced at him in surprise. It seemed that since his son became an Auror, Mr. Harris not only changed from a dove to a hawk, but now even started to support He had vetoed the right to fire at will.

Whatever the reasons for Mr. Harris's change of attitude, Scrimgeour welcomed the change.

"Minister, before things get too big, let's temporarily bypass the vote and release the authority to fire at will. In this way, once you successfully subdue these troublemakers, you will have meritorious leadership." Scrimgeour advised in a deep voice, speaking. "Otherwise, things will change later. If you push them too hard, they may take heavy action. Once there are casualties, in the current situation, it will be an international scandal. Minister, you need to make a decision as soon as possible."

Scrimgeour's words made Fudge, who was in an anxious state, find his backbone. He nodded, and followed Scrimgeour's words, notifying the Aurors below that he had been given permission to fire at will.

Scrimgeour stared at the troublemakers who were beginning to become restless.

A satisfied smile flashed across Owen's lips, inducing Fudge to let go of his ability to fire at will. This was originally part of their plan, and now, it was successfully completed.