(I was just about to post two chapters in a row. After I posted one chapter, I splashed a glass of water on my notebook, and I almost freaked out. I didn’t believe that my computer was broken and the manuscript was lost. Fortunately, I’m fine. PS: The author found that he was finally not. The only person who has reviewed this book, thank you)

"Fractured!"

"Blast!"

"Separate left and right!"

Although the wizard on the opposite side is not an Auror-level professional, he is better than a little more, and a large number of spells caused the doors of the airport hall to be destroyed.

Lockhart hid behind a desk, and there was also a Muggle staff member at the airport. She was terrified, holding her head and trembling.

"Out of body." Lockhart controlled the French woman and asked her to lean out. Sure enough, she was immediately hit by a stun spell and fell limply. Taking this opportunity, Lockhart stretched out his arm and savagely put a devil's flame on the place where the spell came from, only to see several wizards rushing out from there screaming.

The other Aurors seized the opportunity and knocked down these wizards.

"They're running out of people, rush out!" Moody shouted.

All Aurors braved the flying spells and forcibly rushed behind each other's bunker, almost attacking each other at the distance of close combat. Several unfortunate Aurors were hit by the opponent's spell, but at this time the advantages of casting speed and power were revealed - after knocking down all opponents, most of the Aurors still had combat effectiveness, and only two were beaten. Forget it.

"Take these two guys and hurry up, our queen!" Moody yelled at Lockhart, so Lockhart and several other wizards floated up their injured colleagues and walked to the tarmac... Moody and Doris guards behind.

"Soul out of your body!" "Soul out of your body!" "Soul out of your body!"...

From the concourse of the airport to the arrival of the plane, the few Aurors who were not injured used the Imperius Curse several times each, more wizards were arrested for using the Imperius Curse than in the whole of the UK last year. All the Muggle security and staff who were obstructing the road, even the innocent wizards were all under control, some took them to find the plane, and some helped them bring the captain who heard the movement and was running away - and then Moody Forced him back to the plane with his wand—

"Take off! Immediately! Immediately!" Moody threw off his hat, ripped off his blindfold, and stared at the pilot fiercely, then shattered his water glass with a spell.

"OK! OK! Don't kill me!" The Muggle pilot trembled nervously, begged for mercy in English, and hurriedly operated the plane.

"Use the Imperius Curse to stop those bitches!" Moody yelled back into the passenger compartment, so Lockhart used Imperius Curse to control the French flight attendants.

The door of the plane was closed, the engine started, and it was slowly moving to the takeoff runway... The siren of a French police car was heard outside the plane. The French Ministry of Magic had cut off the Floo network, but no Muggle police responded quickly. .

"We have a hostage! Don't be nervous!" Daowishi comforted a few Aurors who didn't know what to do, "Muggles won't attack this plane."

Lockhart looked out the window. A large number of police cars were parked around them with their lights flashing. The Muggle policemen hid behind the cars and drew their weapons to watch them. The French cops in the police car started chattering in French through the car horn. Doris didn't give them an interpreter this time, because it was no longer necessary... The plane began to accelerate taxiing, left the runway, and entered above the clouds over France. All Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wake up these guys, Anna." Dao Li Shi slumped in his chair and said, "What spell are they all under?"

Anna carefully inspected the two lying Aurors: "One is stunned, and it will be fine in a while; the other may be stunned, and it will take some time to recover."

The Taoist priest nodded: "That's good."

"Will the French continue to intercept?" Lockhart asked a little uneasily, this was far from leaving France.

"There is definitely no way for the wizards to intercept us. Muggles may send an air force, but we have hostages. I'm not too sure, after all, I don't know how the Muggle world deals with hijacking." Doris shrugged.

Everyone stopped talking. Now they are hanging in the air, and their fate is not completely controlled by themselves. This feeling is really bad.

Half an hour after takeoff, Doris finally received a message from Scrimgeour. Doris read out the message: "The French side has asked the British Ministry of Magic to cut off the airspace and the airway network of the airport we pass through. At this time, the airport in London has been completely taken over by our colleagues."

"It's alright! I'll have a good show later, and I can go home for dinner in the evening." Moody said happily.

"It's really exciting!" Anna said excitedly, "Fortunately, it's all right."

All the Aurors laughed heartily. The French side would never have thought that they were not terrorists, but serious British Ministry of Magic agents. As long as they entered the British territory, they would be like fish in water.

The relaxed Aurors began to discuss some light topics. William and another young Auror looked at the controlled flight attendants and began to research which one was the prettiest~lightnovelpub.net~ After a while, Lockhart couldn't help but join their discussion. To tell the truth, the flight attendants in France were all good looking, with their bodies jutting forward and backwards. Lockhart and a few young Aurors ignored Anna's contemptuous eyes, arguing and wiping oil on them. Anyway, they would be eliminated afterward. Memory, this is cheap, not white, not white...

There were also some older Aurors who, after no Muggle onlookers, relaxed about the taste of the free meals and drinks on the plane, and in the end, Joe Hudson, a well-known foodie among the Aurors, thought it was better than the Ministry of Magic's working meal. It's delicious, and everyone agrees.

"It's almost there, you guys! Stop being a hooligan," Anna rolled her eyes helplessly, "Clear their memories!"

As the person with the best memory magic, Lockhart did his part to clear the memories of several flight attendants, then got up and walked to the cab. After the plane stopped, the pilot's memory would also be erased.

The plane gradually descended and began to land. Through the window, Lockhart could see that there were almost no Muggles on the tarmac, only a large number of wizards "ready".

Daowishi still added loudly in the cabin: "The colleagues will only use fake spells on us, and we can't use harmful spells, remember!"

The plane finally stopped, Lockhart knocked out the pilot, then wiped his memory, turned around and followed the others, and got off the plane with the wounded.

Sure enough, as soon as they got off the plane, they were greeted warmly - a large number of Ministry of Magic staff surrounded them, and as agreed, they staged a passionate Hollywood shootout on the tarmac with stun and flash charms, From the tarmac to the gate of the airport. After "knocking down" dozens of Ministry hitters and amnestics, a dozen Aurors snatched a Muggle bus and drove off...

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