The Selma monster is a giant snake that lives in the icy lakes of Norway.

Although not comparable to the legendary Norwegian Kraken, it is also an extremely powerful existence among magical creatures.

Its size is even longer than that of a fire dragon.

Norwegians like to play bells and whistles. If they hadn't found the Kraken, they would have caught the Kraken as a mascot.

But this kind of mascot brings a fatal crisis, and that is the World Cup's ... security problem.

These mascots are magical creatures after all, and many have a high level of danger.

But there are only so many Aurors, to maintain the safety of the camp of 100,000 people. Naturally, no one can take care of the "cute people" that come from these countries.

Therefore, the wizard who deliberately released the mascot is really accurate and ruthless, and directly found the fatal flaw of the World Cup.

Little Tom likes the sense of ceremony;

Arya likes big scenes;

Stark likes two dead.

So, all things considered, it's a lot like Arya, a dead woman.

Arya herself probably didn't come, so what was her purpose?

Everyone has a purpose in everything they do.

Provoking William from the air... Arya shouldn't be so boring.

After all, she is also "soon to die", and may have to compete with Cleopatra for body control.

William narrowed his eyes, put his hands in his pockets, and thought about this question carefully.

"What should I do, William?" Furong looked at the lake monster raging in the camp with a worried expression.

"It's too destructive! The Aurors can't seem to stop it!"

Hearing Furong's words, William came back to his senses, looked at the lake monster from a distance, and said calmly:

"I'll kill it."

Just a simple sentence made Furong's heart sway.

Of course she knew that William was strong, even a lot stronger than Madame Maxime.

Knowing his strength, he should have been mentally prepared, but hearing this answer... I still couldn't suppress the excitement in my heart.

William told Gabriel to hide in the safety watch, from which he took out a bottle of dragon blood with malt whisky.

I've kept it for a year, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

After he opened the bottle cap, the dragon's blood mixed with the smell of whiskey spread across the camp in an instant.

The rune horse that Maxime raised broke free from the shackles and ran wildly, following the scent of malt, chasing after him.

At the head was the black rune horse that William rode in France last year.

William looked at the hustle and bustle of the horses' hooves in the distance, and laughed softly: "This time Madame Maxime shouldn't blame me for stealing her horse?"

Furong suddenly remembered what happened last time.

William spoke ill of Madame Maxime, but she happened to hear her.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled:

"If you really like it, I can get one for you."

"I really want it!" William gave a thumbs up, "But one horse is not enough, no matter what, fifty or sixty."

Furong rolled her eyes at him and said softly, "Then you should sell me."

William suddenly remembered something, he waved his wand, and a silver sea eagle flew out and flew towards the distance.

He blew a whistle, and the rune horse galloped, and he leaped up.

Furong found a maroon rune horse.

William smeared the dragon's blood on the palm of his hand, and said coldly, pulling his mane, "Go!"

The dozen or so talisman horses followed and galloped fast.

William did not stop the lake monster immediately, but made an arc and ran towards the hooded wizard.

Compared to the magical beasts that destroyed the camp...these people are more damned!

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As the parade went on, more wizards joined the marching ranks.

They laughed out loud and set the tent on fire by the roadside with their wands. The screams got louder.

There were several people floating in the air, all Muggles. One is Mr. Roberts, the camp manager, and the other three are his wife and children.

A marcher raised his wand and tipped Mrs Roberts face down. Her pajamas fell, revealing floral panties.

The crowd below screamed and booed happily as she struggled to cover herself.

The youngest Muggle kid, sixty feet above the ground, began to spin like a top, his head limply twisting this way, then the other.

The crowd burst into laughter, and the marcher laughed and scolded, "Go to hell, Mudblood, haha."

At this moment, the silver long sword rushed forward without warning.

The marcher who tortured Mrs. Roberts was suddenly pierced through his hands. After the silver long sword spun for a while, it just exploded a hole as big as a basket on the ground.

William, who was riding on the rune horse, twisted his wand, and a long thin flame emerged from the tip of the wand.

He swung it like a leather whip, wrapping it around the parade of wizards.

Several wizard wands were raised, trying to stop William's attack.

William spread his right arm and pushed his wand forward abruptly. A strong wind blew up in front of him, especially the ground was pulled by magic power, and many flying stones as large as buckets were forcibly pulled out and lashed towards the crowd.

Seeing this scene, many wizards immediately Apparated away. Especially the guys with the hood.

William didn't mean to slow down at all, driving the rune horse under his crotch and rushing towards the wizards who were trying to resist.

When the rune horse ran, it highlighted its slender, dynamic and strong body, almost crushing it step by step.

The parade was afraid of backing down and was completely dispersed.

"William!"

William waved his wand and rescued the Roberts family who had passed out.

He jumped off the rune horse, checked it and said:

"I was frightened and needed to be sent to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital."

Fleur nodded. "I'll take them away."

Just then, a shout sounded.

William turned his head to find the twins and Ginny charging against the current.

"Why are you here, Mr. Weasley?" he asked.

"There!" Fred pointed to the raging lake monster in the distance. "They went to stop the monster."

"My dad, Bill, Charlie, and Percy all went," George said.

"William, Harry's gone," said Ginny in horror. "He was with us just now."

"What's the matter?" William frowned.

"There was an attack just now, the flames came over, and we left the tent and walked towards the woods," Fred explained.

"And then Harry and Ron disappeared," George continued.

"It may have been scattered by the crowd. There are black lights everywhere here." Furong explained.

"Then what?" Ginny's eyes widened in horror. "There are attacks everywhere."

"The attack has weakened." William said softly: "The parade was dispersed by me, and Newt and the others were also hunting down magical animals.

The unrest will soon be brought under control. "

He glanced at the still raging lake monster. The only tricky thing is it.

"Harry and Ron will find you later, I have more important things to do now."

William raised his head and glanced at the sky, and large dark clouds were already gathering.

"You go ahead and hide for a while, and I'll end the fight soon."

"Why are you going?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"Kill the lake monster!"

As everyone entered the safety table, William stood there, not knowing what he was waiting for.

After an unknown amount of time, a deafening chirping suddenly sounded in the sky.

A giant thunderbird suddenly appeared.

Hermione was standing on the ptarmigan's head.

She was afraid of heights, and she didn't even dare to fly more than five meters on a broomstick. At this time, she tried her best to overcome her fear and stuck her head to search for William's figure.

Fortunately, with Picqueri's control, this disobedient Thunderbird is fairly stable.

The corners of William's mouth twitched slightly, this was what he had called with the Patronus Charm before.

He got on his horse, and when he passed the silver long sword that was pierced into the ground, his left hand shook slightly, and the long sword flew over.

The sound of thunderous hooves sounded, and all the wizards who dealt with the lake monsters ~lightnovelpub.net~ almost turned their heads.

In the eyes of everyone, a rune horse with a black mane ran wildly.

The rune horse the size of a giant elephant is so fast that it shows a very dynamic visual beauty while running.

On the back of the rune horse, there was only an overly young wizard sitting.

Everyone stopped in horror and stared intently at William.

He rode alone, holding a silver sword, and ran wildly through the ruins, rushing forward to the lake monster.

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