Those Thugs were stunned in place, thinking they got blinded, but the hooded wizard who embraced a hot, warm, and tingling lightning bolt into his chest looked incredulously at his blood-stained chest like he saw a world for the first time, then he staggered a few steps forward as he slowly glanced back at his companion, seeing everything in slow motion.
One of the few hooded wizards in the front leaned over to see, "Seriously wounded, not dead yet." He happened to dodge a second black lightning bolt that flew head-on, which struck the man behind him above his abdomen.
Immediately after that, Felix's every fingertip sparkled with a bolt of black lightning as it crackled and burst forth, as tiny arcs of lightning like a huge net covered them, these tiny black arcs were not as powerful as the initial two lightning bolts that struck through the sky, but they were more troublesome, one by one, the thugs dropped to the ground like an ear of wheat that had been raked by the lightning arcs.
The hooded wizards were the ones who reacted first, pulling their two injured companions behind them, holding up a magical shield and barrier, and countering along with the gaps while constantly backing up and hiding in the middle of the group.
But while safe, they were further away from Felix, so most of the spells became dim and disappeared before reaching midair.
"Counterattack! He's only one man-" shouted a confused red-faced male wizard, wand in one hand, flask in the other, bearded as he yelled drunkenly.
"He's too far away!" Someone shouted in a thunderous voice.
The drunken, red-faced male wizard shouted, "Follow me!" He and a dozen others who looked almost exactly like him charged at Felix, moving ever closer to him. Most of the thugs watched coldly, and sure enough, a black arc of black electricity fell at their feet, and the men, without even able to chant the most basic defensive spell, all fell to the ground like some puppets with broken strings, letting out a gurgling wail.
The next second, Felix disappeared from midair and suddenly appeared fifty feet from them, his expression cold, as if a layer of frost coated his face, his eyes seemed to have flames pulsing.
'Stupid buffoons.' His eyes did not linger on the wizards charging at him, all of them are fools that got swept up, his gaze fixed on the main force that charged the raid.
"Damn! Is he trying to beat a bunch of us all by himself!?" Someone shouted indignantly.
Without waiting for their reaction, the gleam of a powerful spell exploded from the tip of the black wand that Felix is holding, and the red light reflected on everyone's face.
Felix's target is clear. The hooded wizards hiding in the middle of the group, who are most likely the organizers of the riot, and, with uniform attire and cooperation, should know each other or even worked together in a battle.
One by one, the names of famous and non-famous groups of witches slipped through his mind, but the most likely one would be -
'DEATH EATERS.' Felix thought to himself.
The thugs were totally uncoordinated, unable to work with each other, chaotically casting spells, some interfering with each other, causing spellcasting to fail, which allowed Felix's spell to flow unimpeded, and the powerful Disarming Charm knocked them off bunch by bunch.
But the counterattack soon came.
Felix propped up a golden cover, which seemed unbreakable, as various spells pinged on it, individual spells had minimal effect on it, but he faced too many people, the spells connected into a dense beam of light, after a dozen seconds, the golden shield finally could not hold out and crumble into a golden point of light, and before that, he had shifted his position in advance.
Every now and then Felix used Apparition to suddenly disappear, dodging a set of spells and then appearing a dozen feet away, each appearance accompanied by several spells that brought out paths of arcs from various hidden corners, knocking several people unconscious.
The spell constantly pursued his figure, but it could not even touch his coat, and when he felt the pressure, Felix quickly shifted to the other side of the line, reaping half a dozen battle results each time.
At this point the scene looked like chaos, no one cared about the Roberts family floating in midair, when the effect of the Levitation Charm wore off, they screamed and fell from the air, Felix suddenly appeared, extended his wand, fixed them, moved them diagonally to the side, ready to hand them over to the Ministry of Magic staff who was not far away.
The only three remaining staff members that had managed to avoid the thugs stayed behind the group, trying to get the Roberts family out, but they shared the same concerns as Mr. Weasley, too wary to use their magic for fear of causing an accidental injury.
"Good opportunity--" someone in the crowd of thugs shouted.
They raised their wands in unison and shot out spells of various colours in Felix's direction, a dense glow of magic reflecting the surrounding area in red and glowing light, but the spells stopped when they were three feet closer to Felix, lining up like a wall of spells.
These spells are not stopping, but moving forward in slow motion, Felix lightly moved to the side to avoid it, after two or three seconds, spells "whoosh whoosh" flying out, and smashed a small crater on the ground as it burnt, or rotten, with grass debris flying.
And in those few seconds, the Roberts family was safely in the hands of the Ministry of Magic staff, "Thank you! Mr. Hap!" A Ministry of Magic staff member shouted, using a spell.
His thanks were nothing less than a taunt to those hot-headed thugs as hexes flew out of the crowd toward the Roberts family, but a group of people suddenly appeared, it was Mr. Weasley, who held up a shield charm, Charlie and Bill who guarding the sides, and Sirius who stepped forward to flick off those poisonous spells.
"Well done, Arthur." The Ministry of Magic man said happily.
Felix jerked back, his ebony wand stabbed out like a sharp sword, a golden flame exploded in the crowd, the first wizard who had secretly attacked them burnt up, and a burnt smell emanated from his body as he broke apart into ashes.
At this point, there are already many people who can see the situation is not good, hastily using the Apparition to escape, including those hooded wizards.
Felix could hardly be bothered about it as he cast a net of black electric arcs, trying to form a closed grid, once it is formed, it won't be easy for these people to use Apparition again.
In the panic, a hooded wizard said in a hoarse voice: "I promise you--"
Felix slightly paused his hand a bit, that hooded wizard took advantage of the gap to use Apparition, and also took away the two companions whose chests were penetrated by black lightning, the next second, the large net formed by black electric arcs completely closed, establishing a sealed cage.
"What's so special about those two?" Felix carefully recalled that they were standing in the front position, although not considered the leader, but should be close to the top position.
If they were Death Eaters, it means that those two people were not of low status.
Felix stood outside the cage, calmly flicking out some Stupefy as if catching a fish in a net. Two hooded wizards who could not escape were forced to use Apparition, resulting in a miserable scream, leaving an arm and a large chunk of a leg behind as they also fell a few feet short from the cage.
At this point, Felix has to hold back a bit, most of these people are tourists from various countries, even if they caused a riot, he can not kill people openly, otherwise, he will also face some trouble.
His initial two hard shots were aimed at the hooded wizard and the latter one aimed at an arsehole, and he didn't know if anyone else has died.
Mr. Weasley, Charlie, Bill, Sirius, and three other Ministry of Magic staff also came over to help, they chanted spells along with the gaps in the grid, and the people inside fell down in unison like Dominoes.
After a long time, Felix dispersed the magic, revealing hundreds of thugs inside, which also included a dozen hooded wizards. He unmasked and saw faces that were not unfamiliar. Also, some broken limbs were left behind because of the splinching with bloodied bodies, which made the scene look extremely frightening.
Sirius looked at the hooded wizards and snorted disdainfully.
The commotion completely calmed down.
Silence, the surrounding area filled with an extreme silence, as if the pause button was pressed, even the cries of small children were stifled by their parents.
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