Felix suddenly turned over and sat up, and the alert magic he left outside the tent was touched.

After putting various defensive spells on himself, he pushed open the curtain. In the dark, he saw a mother holding a child stumble over, her hair was disheveled, wearing a dirty pajama and holding a three or four-year-old child in her arms.

"What happened?" Felix asked her in a deep voice, screaming and explosions broke out in the distance.

"There was a riot... those fans... no, they are thugs! Ignite the fire everywhere..." The woman in front of her said, her face pale and still had a fearful expression.

Lupin came out of the tent and held his wand alertly. "What's going on?" He was stunned for a moment when he saw the woman.

"It should be the trouble caused by some fans," Felix said. "Remus, take care of them. Wake up Cremy and Arik and I'll go out and have a look."

Lupin looked at the woman and her children and nodded silently. He looked into the distance, and the camp was filled with red fires, and cries and anxious shouts came from the distance.

Felix carried his wand and rushed towards the fire.

On the road, you can see some dark figures stumbled, walking deep and shallow. They took their families, followed by a few crying children, and they all avoided in the direction of the woods.

Most of these people were caught off guard, wearing only one pajamas, and some even got separated from their families, shouting their names while walking.

Not everyone was panicked, some were calm and helped to maintain order. A woman with an extremely tall figure shouted in a loud voice, overshadowing the noise around her: "Quiet! Students of Boothbaton, raise your wands and illuminate the road for others."

"Yes, Madam Maxim." A group of young men and women replied neatly, and they lit up their wands one after another. The panicked crowds around them were approaching spontaneously following the light they emitted.

"Follow me and walk towards the path." The woman, known as Maxim, took the lead and walked in front, and occasionally turned around and comforted her calm voice, "Don't panic, one by one, follow closely!"

The woman may be about the same size as Hagrid, but she looks taller visually because she is very slender and slim, not as bloated as Hagrid. Felix suspected that she had giant blood, but she undoubtedly inherited the advantages of both parties, with a delicate face and elegant manners.

And it can be seen that she has a high prestige among these young wizards, so she should be a professor?

In a hurry, Felix didn't have time to think about it, and they passed by. Felix went straight to the flames in the direction of the group of people. Halfway through, he saw some staff members of the Ministry of Magic who were lying on the ground. They were knocked unconscious. Each of them was hit by at least four or five coma curses, and some messy evil curses, which looked very embarrassed.

Felix dragged them over and piled them together to avoid being stepped on. He simply cast a floating spell on himself, and then controlled himself to rise into the air, his eyes constantly surfing.

On the other side, the marchers continued to grow, initially only thirty hooded wizards, who were wandering around the camp with masks, one of them grabbed the Muggle Roberts family next to the camp and controlled them to circle over their heads to enjoy it.

Then more and more people joined in, including fans who needed to vent because of the team's failure, celebrating the darkness of the sky for half a night, and those who like to excitement, they grew the momentum of the parade team, forming a scale of three or five hundred people, ignited fires everywhere in the camp, leaving behind burning tents.

With the light of fire soaring into the sky, they saw a figure standing in the air, condescending, and their eyes turned to this side.

The parades squinted their eyes. The man seemed to be able to fly, his eyes were so bright that they could feel the anger and the pressure brought to them even after hundreds of feet.

"Master, Master"

A wizard with a hood screamed, his hands trembling involuntarily.

In the procession, the dozens of hooded wizards led by the leader were in a commotion. Two of them couldn't even hold the wand and fell to their knees in the direction of Felix, "Master, we have been looking forward to your return."

"Don't say stupid things, that's Felix Happ!" said a hoarse voice.

Felix moved. A large amount of light gathered between his palms and then quickly expanded. He threw a huge ball of light into the sky, temporarily replacing the invisible gray-green light on the horizon.

This light is like the sunshine in winter, bright but not dazzling, and instantly fills every inch of space. In every shadow, even the moon hanging high in the sky is covered, and the entire camp is as bright as day.

Felix takes all the chaos into his eyes

On his right hand was the parade crowd, and the leaders were thirty or forty wizards wearing hoods and masks. They should be the dominant players of the riot, squeezing tightly into each other, forming a dense formation, and slowly advancing forward. Above the heads of these people were four struggling figures floating in the air, twisted into various strange shapes, ordinary people in pajamas, helplessly, controlled by invisible ropes like puppets.

Hundreds of riot fans gathered around the Hoodman. Seeing their outfits, they should be from different countries and joined them because of their common hobbies or likes chaos. The purpose of these marches who joined the procession is more pure, venting their anger and creating chaos. Some of them wore funny masks that they found from somewhere, some only covered a piece of cloth on their faces, and some showed their faces boldly, waving their wands drunk, emitting sparks.

Behind the parade, burning tents were left behind on both sides of the road they walked, like huge torches.

Around them are the crowds of people, the screams of women, the crying of children and the panic calls of men.

When Felix's magic illuminated the entire camp, they identified the direction, no longer like headless flies, and led their families away from the group of parades.

In every corner of the camp, countless people raised their heads and looked at Felix's figure in the air, and were shocked.

On a small road by the forest

"Look at that person! He floats in the sky!"

"Where is Mrs. Maxim? We can't find her." A young girl with thick curly hair shouted at Harry, Ron and Hermione. The three of them separated from the adults, and then separated from Ginny and the twins. They had just arrived at a path by the woods.

The place was densely packed with people, and everyone looked at the camp in horror.

"Who is Mrs. Maxim?" Harry asked nervously. He had just knocked a drunken drunk with his wand. He, Ron, and Hermione worked together to hide the drunkard in the bush.

"They are not from our school..." A young witch, about the same age as Hermione, hugged the curly-haired girl, looked at Harry and the other two with the help of a bright light, whispered "Hogwarts", and then looked at Felix in the air with everyone.

"Who is he? Why can he fly?"

"Is it the beginning? I saw some marching men kneeling down to him."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Hermione shouted at the man in annoyance. She looked over there worriedly and whispered: "It's Professor Hepp. He should want to stop the riot. This is too dangerous and should not conflict directly...that's hundreds of people."

Harry looked over and the professor's magic illuminated the camp. They could see clearly that more than a dozen colorful spells among the parades flew towards the professor, but most of them were crooked and out of shape.

Ron said comfortingly: "Professor Happ is four or five hundred feet away from them. Don't worry, you can't fight at all."

...

Felix illuminated the camp with lighting, and some parades immediately became uneasy and darkness gave them the courage to do evil, but when the light came, they could only hide their filth and avoid being discovered.

Some people kept leaving the team and left quietly.

But there were still quite a few people who stayed in place, and these people clamored, made noises, pointed at Felix, and deliberately shot sparks and spells to make provocative actions.

On the other side of the marchers, Mr. Weasley, Bill, Charlie and Sirius seemed to be jammed, Charlie asked, "Dad, what should we do?"

Mr. Weasley looked at the floating Roberts family, "You can't do it easily, it will be bad if you hurt them."

They were worried that several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic had tried to pretend to be parades and wanted to get close to the Roberts family, but were attacked by fire.

"They will dissipate soon," Mr. Weasley said with certainty, "The rats in the gutter! These guys are lawless! If they can catch them all."

Sirius pointed in the air, "Someone thinks the same as you."
Chapter completed!