The words medium and medium are very irritating to Hermione. When she heard these words, her body couldn't help shaking. Just as Draco was about to take advantage of the situation and attack Hermione, a male voice as slow as Draco Malfoy floated over.

"Draco, it's time to leave." It was Lucius and his wife Narcissa who came. The two of them wore only silk nightgowns, and looked like they were fleeing.

Hood, mask? Nonexistent. The Malfoy family is a law-abiding wizarding family, how could it be possible to do something that violated the "Secrecy Act"?

Lucius Malfoy walked up to his son, put his cane on Draco's shoulder, and hooked him out from under the tree. Lucius carried his wand everywhere not just for show, but because it was actually his wand. He added a long enough handle to the handle of the wand...that's why Mr. Lucius Malfoy's wand is 18 inches long - he took the length of the handle into account.

Seeing his parents suddenly appear, Draco Malfoy suddenly became silent. He's not one of those humanoid cubs who "go crazy" in front of their parents. Draco had always been quiet around Lucius.

Narcissa put her arms around her son's shoulders and led him away quickly without saying a word. She didn't participate in the Death Eaters' "team building" event just now. However, this did not prevent her from watching Tom's Flamestorm up close.

Narcissa just wants to go home after watching Flamestorm. Seeing from a distance that her son seemed to be in conflict with Hermione Granger, she almost frightened her out of her wits—is this girl you can talk to?

The pair of patron saints in the opening ceremony has clearly proved her relationship with Tom Yodel. At this time, Tom Yodel was no less deterrent to Narcissa Malfoy than the Mysterious Man. If you really anger him, you will be dumbfounded if he sends you a flame storm. For this kind of guy, stay away from it.

She decided to go home and teach Draco a lesson.

Lucius Malfoy took two steps slower, stalking behind his wife and son. He gave Hermione a rather meaningful look. "You have a wonderful boyfriend." Lucius' eyes were fixed on the red sky.

Then, he shook his cane and left slowly. In his heart, Lucius wanted to repair the relationship with Tom and Hermione—not seeking friendship, but ignoring each other. However, he is used to being arrogant, and the good words in his mouth have changed.

If Tom was here, he would be extremely satisfied with the attitude of the Malfoys. This is the reason why he insisted on making a move, as the saying goes: if you hit with one punch, you will avoid a hundred punches.

Interrupted by the Malfoys, Hermione found that they had completely lost contact with the main force. But if you define a large army by the number of people, the number of people on their side is the same as Fred's.

In theory, if you get lost with a friend, you should stand still and wait. But they really don't want to stay here, because the fire in the sky will cross the road and spread here at any time.

At this time, the narrow path was crowded with noisy crowds, everyone turned their heads and stared at the crimson sky not far away. The camp was not far from here, and they could even smell the burning wood.

Hermione noticed a group of boys and girls in pajamas arguing loudly by the side of the road. Among them was a familiar face, the curly-haired girl who watched the ball in the same box as her.

Hermione saw her, she saw Hermione, and she waved excitedly to Hermione, signaling her companions to be quiet. In her opinion, Hermione is a very reliable wizard, and in this chaotic environment, what everyone needs most is a backbone. "Do you know where Madame Maxime is? We can't find her." The curly-haired girl asked quickly.

"I don't know," Hermione shook her head. "Are you guys going to stay here? The fire could come at any moment... Wait, look over there!"

Under the reflection of the fire, Hermione vaguely saw a very tall shadow in the distance, and she thought it was probably Madame Maxime. "That's right!" The curly-haired girl stood on her tiptoes, took a look, and immediately recognized her principal, and then a group of people shouted in unison, attracting Madam Maxim.

After coming to her students, Mrs. Maxim first comforted the most emotional children, then looked at Hermione and said, "That yordle made a lot of noise."

Hermione's heart moved, and she hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Mrs. Mark Hermione pointed to the flame not far away, "These are all made by Yodel. When I passed by just now, I saw him 'communicating' with the crowd in the parade—you know, tall people Always seeing things that other people don't see, I feel like the march may have started by now."

Sim:!

Did Tom make this noise? What did he do? Hermione couldn't doubt her ears.

"Okay, I'm going to take my students back to France. The experience of this World Cup really opened my eyes." Mrs. Macron show's patience was at an end. She started a conversation and took her students left.

"Tom set the fire?" George instinctively didn't believe the news, but the source seemed reliable. Long Xiu and the Draco couple looked at each other: This way of dissuading is very Russian! In order to prevent the marching crowd from burning down the camp, did I take the initiative to burn the camp?

Just when everyone hesitated, the rain stopped and the flames in the camp gradually went out. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the turmoil had subsided.

On the way back to the camp, the four of Hermione saw that Mr. Granger was gathering with a group of wizards from the Ministry of Magic~lightnovelpub.net~ The Roberts family was sitting obediently on the edge of the woods, and several amnestics were halfway Squat down before them and help the Roberts family revise the memory of tonight.

Mr Granger's three grown children were also in the group, and they all suffered: Bill's arm was slashed, Charlie's shoulder was magically burned, and Percy's nosebleed was unstoppable. All three of them looked miserable and embarrassed, but in fact they were not seriously injured.

"Ah, Chris!" Arthur saw Mr. Draco from a distance, as if his feet were loaded with springs, he jumped up and ran to Mr. Draco quickly, giving him a big hug.

"Bless Merlin, I hope you're fine!" Mr. Granger was very excited. He was really afraid that Arthur would be targeted by those lunatics because of his Muggle status, and he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"It's okay, it's okay, I have a very reliable young man protecting me," Mr. Draco squeezed out a smile, and patted George on the shoulder who followed him.

George, who is known for his thick-skinned and hob meat occasionally, actually blushed, and expressed a little embarrassment that he hadn't done anything. But before everyone had a few pleasantries, a wizard who hurried over brought bad news.

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