Chapter 466: You Guys Were Having Fun Just Now
Chapter 466: You Guys Were Having Fun Just Now
Although Hermione had a rough idea of what was going on, she hesitated and stood there, not entering the box.
Instead, Cona was the first to take the initiative and walk into it.
"I won't cause trouble for you," she said with a smile. "Just right, I'm also curious about what's in this box of yours."
"Don't run around, or you'll get lost easily," Kyle reminded her. "Also, don't be afraid of whatever you see. I promise, as long as you stay in the room below, you'll be safe."
Cona glanced at Kyle suspiciously, and her intuition told her that there must be something extraordinary inside this box.
However, with the urgency of the situation, she didn't ask further.
"Wait for me," Cho said, following from behind.
Fred and George exchanged a glance and, despite Ginny's objection, worked together to stuff her into the box as well.
Kyle looked at Harry and Hermione.
"I can help!" Harry exclaimed.
"No, the one who should hide is you," Kyle said. "Don't forget, you almost got killed just now... And there are too many people around here. If it happens again, I can't guarantee that I'll notice in time."
"Kyle's right," Hermione suddenly sighed. "They wanted to kill you, and they almost succeeded just now..."
"But!" Harry frowned, wanting to say something more.
But at this moment, Hermione had already pulled him over to the box.
Through what had just happened, Hermione also realized that they couldn't help. If it weren't for Kyle noticing something was wrong in time, perhaps Harry would already be dead by now.
Hermione dared not imagine what would happen if this happened again, and whether Harry would be so lucky.
"Let's go, we have to watch over Ron," she said. "We're the safest inside... After all, no one cares about a broken box, right?"
Harry hesitated for a moment, thinking about the near-death experience he had just had, but eventually, he went into the box with her.
Beside them, Kyle's eyes twitched.
What's up with that?
Although he had used his box for three years, it did indeed look a bit old, but he had taken good care of it. There wasn't even a big scratch on it, so how could it be considered a "broken box"?
More importantly, this box shouldn't be too eye-catching, so the older it is, the better.
"Tasteless Gryffindor..." Kyle muttered under his breath.
Now, only three people were left.
When Fred and George saw Kyle looking over, they firmly shook their heads, indicating that they would never enter the box, no matter what.
"Okay then," Kyle put away the box. "Let's go and take a look at the camp."
"Great!" Fred and George immediately nodded and turned to leave. "We'll go find our backpacks first. The big turd is inside..."
Behind the two, Kyle raised his wand and simultaneously gave Cedric a glance.
Cedric understood almost instantly...
"Stun!"
Without any surprises, Fred and George fell to the ground.
Kyle opened the box again and stuffed the unconscious George inside, head first.
"I have a premonition..." Cedric also picked up the petrified Fred, "For at least half a year, we won't have peaceful days."
"Yeah," Kyle shrugged. "But it doesn't matter. That's all for later... You go in first. Remember to keep an eye on them. There are some pretty dangerous things in here!"
"Okay," Cedric said, sticking his head out of the box. "You're not thinking of going to help, are you... It's too dangerous. Don't forget they even used an Unforgivable Curse!"
"Rest assured, I have help," Kyle said. "...I can't explain it now, but you'll understand why later."
Suddenly, a rustling sound came from the woods.
"Who's there!"
Almost instinctively, Kyle raised his wand and erected a transparent barrier in front of him.
Two witches hurried past from the side.
Kyle remained vigilant, only lowering his wand after they had left.
He then grabbed a nearby box and sprinted towards the campsite.
The campsite was already in complete chaos, with people crying and screaming everywhere. Various colored spells mixed together, exploding like fireworks, one after another.
Kyle didn't stop; he ran straight towards the most crowded area.
He was looking for Mr. Weasley, and it wasn't as difficult as he had imagined, even in the midst of such a chaotic battlefield. The Weasley family's signature red hair stood out distinctly.
Before long, Kyle found him near the center of the campsite. Mr. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie formed a circle, protecting a group of teenage boys and girls in their pajamas behind them.
In front of them were about seven or eight hooded wizards.
But these people didn't seem eager to attack Mr. Weasley; instead, they were toying with them like cats playing with mice.
Spells of various kinds were cast at the frightened children behind them, some slow, some fast. Mr. Weasley was struggling to resist, and his exhausted appearance seemed to be the most entertaining show for them, as they laughed heartily.
"That's enough, let's stop here," a person with a hoarse voice said. "Ministry support should be arriving soon; let's not delay the important matters."
The person next to him laughed sinisterly, "Maxime will be so surprised to see so many students from Beauxbatons... That stupid big guy, I'll make sure she licks my shoes this time!"
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"You can do whatever you want later!"
All the hooded people raised their wands simultaneously.
Then, without any warning, a voice came from behind them.
"Stun!"
At the same time, several round objects quietly rolled to their feet.
"Cruciatus Curse... Ah!"
A hooded wizard who was about to use the Cruciatus Curse on Mr. Weasley suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.
The intense pain in his calf made him cry out in agony, and those who didn't know might have thought he was the one hit by the Cruciatus Curse.
Then came the second scream... The hooded wizards around him fell one after another, like blades of grass being cut down.
It was then that they noticed the round kale hanging on their legs.
"Damn, why is there stinging kale here!" someone shouted.
Several people fumbled, trying to remove the kale from their legs, but Mr. Weasley wouldn't give them the chance.
"Stun!"
"Stun!"
"Bind!"
...
The situation changed in an instant, and the hooded wizards who had outnumbered them were reduced to just one person in the blink of an eye.
He was the fastest to react; sensing something was wrong, he quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the stinging kale.
But this didn't seem to help.
The Weasley family glared at him, their eyes filled with anger ready to burst.
Although they didn't know what had happened, it didn't stop them from seeking a satisfying revenge.
"You guys were having fun just now!" Bill held his wand, his face unable to hide his excitement. "Come on, keep going!"
"Damn!" The man cursed and turned to run.
However, before he could take two steps...
"Stun!"
Plop, he followed in his companions' footsteps and lay motionless on the ground.
The wand in his hand flew away, and his wand was different from the others; at its end was a delicate metal snake head, and in the place of the snake's eyes, two emeralds glittered in the firelight.
(End of Chapter)
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