Silent night.
In the tent, everyone was asleep at this time. In Alvin's bedroom, Cho hugged the quilt tightly and watched Alvin vigilantly.
"I'm already willing to admit defeat. Why are you still looking at me like that?"
Touching his nose awkwardly, Alvin was in a dilemma at this time.
An esoteric philosophical question is bothering him, is it to be a beast? Or is it better than a beast?
Looking at the charming young lady, Alvin's mind became hot.
"Hehe, Cho, you will regret it!"
Just when Alvin was about to incarnate the villain and become the Big Bad Wolf, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Alvin! Get up. There's an emergency!"
Harry's voice interrupted his movements, and he spoke very quickly as if something important really happened outside.
In an instant, the atmosphere was destroyed. Cho, who had closed his eyes tightly, responded and pushed Alvin away.
"Hoo! Don't be angry, don't be angry!"
Alvin and Cho quickly packed up and walked out of the tent to suppress the anger in his heart.
Several fires were burning in the grass in the distance, and Alvin saw the crowd running out one after another as if escaping from something.
In that direction came wild laughter and drunken scolding, and a group of wizards with wands in their hands shot fire everywhere.
"Alvin, what should we do?"
Now that Mr. Weasley is not here, Alvin is their backbone.
The exclamations from outside caught Mr. Weasley's attention, and Cedric's father sent Mr. Weasley and several other adult Weasleys to maintain order.
Alvin narrowed his eyes, those people were gradually approaching their tent, and the rest could see their whole picture clearly.
A group of hooded and masked wizards. The manager of this campsite and his family were controlled to float above their heads.
They gave out squeamish laughter and kept toying with a few Muggles, a little girl fainted by them, but then they woke her up again.
"What to do?"
Alvin's tone was cold and stern, "You all go in. I will take care of this group of scum."
Hearing Alvin's words, everyone nodded and walked into the tent.
Everyone was very reassured about Alvin's strength and knew they might cause trouble here, but before Cho left, let Alvin pay attention and not get killed.
And this group of masked wizards also saw Alvin's luxurious camp, controlled the Muggles with a strange smile, and walked over.
Swinging his wand, Alvin directly awakened several big trees, became his warrior, and attacked the masked wizard.
His actions also angered this group of wizards, and one of them launched a firework into the sky as if calling for a distant companion.
One after another, incantations hit the tree, only shattering a few pieces of wood, which had no effect on it.
"Ahh!"
The screams recalled that a masked man did not dodge the attack of the big tree and was slapped into the soil, apparently seriously injured.
"Reducto!"
A dark wizard from another place saw this scene and fired a curse in a fury. Alvin used his wand to pull the Reductor Curse and hit a masked man directly, and he was immediately blown into flesh and blood.
Seeing Alvin's strength is fantastic. The masked man divided a few people to attack Alvin.
More and more dark wizards appeared around, and a dozen people surrounded Alvin.
Perhaps because of the existence of the Ministry of Magic, they did not dare to use the Unforgivable Curse. Still, the other curses were indeed thrown out continuously.
It's a pity that even the silver shield summoned by Alvin was not broken.
"Protego Diabolica!"
A circle of silver flames appeared on the ground around Alvin and quickly formed a towering column of fire.
At the same time, in the jungle not far from them, a green firework rose into the air. A huge skull and a snake were entangled, forming a Dark Mark.
In the distance, the Auror of the Ministry of Magic changed his face when he saw the Dark Mark and quickened his pace.
Due to the fighting around them, these people didn't dare to Apparate and could only rely on some Speed Boost spell to hurry.
When they arrived, they saw Alvin standing in front of the tent, and more than a dozen dark wizards lay neatly on the ground, all of which were burnt by flames.
Even a few people had a burnt smell, making the Aurors sick.
They nervously aimed at Alvin with their wands. Although these masked people are not good, it is not a good thing to be so cruel.
"Put the wand down! Or we'll take action!"
The Auror's tone was very bad, and Alvin frowned slightly. He had just dealt with these dark wizards, and these people came to make trouble.
Several figures ran over when Alvin was about to clean up these Aurors.
"Stop! Don't point your wand at Mr. Gaunt!"
Seeing this scene, Fudge shouted profusely.
After hearing the instructions of the Minister of Magic, these Aurors retracted their wands but still looked at Alvin vigilantly,
"Mr. Gaunt, what's the matter?"
Walking quickly to Alvin, Fudge asked what had happened.
"This group of Death Eaters caught three Muggles and teased them at will, and they were going to attack my friends and me. I have subdued them, don't thank me."
The fact is, of course, not as simple as what Alvin said. After he subdued these dark wizards, he threw them into the Protego Diabolica Curse one by one.
Ignoring Alvin's cold joke, the word "Death Eater" somewhat frightened Fudge.
He stammered and explained, "Mr. Gaunt, you may be mistaken. These people are only drunk to commit these crimes and have nothing to do with the Death Eaters."
"What about the Dark Mark?"
Alvin's words made Fudge speechless, and some wizards came in the distance. Several Aurors followed Crouch. After he arrived, he stared at the group of people on the ground.
Fudge is still trying to convince Alvin to change his rhetoric, and he doesn't want such a thing.
Unfortunately, Alvin was indifferent to his words.
He waved his wand and removed all these wizard disguises, "Mr. Crouch, do you all know these people?"
Looking at the familiar faces, Crouch nodded, "I know."
"Well then, I'll prosecute these Death Eaters. As Order of Merlin First-class recipients and members of the Wizengamot. They charged with attacking innocent Muggles or injuring underage wizards."
Hearing what Alvin said, Fudge was desperate.
Crouch nodded. He was a complete hawk. During Voldemort's rampage, Crouch allowed Aurors could use the Unforgivable Curse against Voldemort and Death Eaters.
Unfortunately, the fact that his son was a Death Eater took a toll on his reputation, and he lost his chance to ascend to the throne of Minister of Magic.
After dispatching a few subordinates to control these Death Eaters one by one, Crouch looked at the few who had been burned to death, and a flash of pleasure flashed in his eyes.
Cho and the others in the house heard the voices outside and came out knowing that the matter had been resolved.
"Crouch! So you're here. I think there's something you should know."
Mr. Diggory carried a comatose house elf and walked towards Crouch with a solemn look.
With the campfire's light, Crouch saw the appearance of the house elf in Mr. Diggory's hand, and his expression immediately became terrible.