Chapter 10 Diagon Alley Scuffle

Facts have proved that watching the fun is always a common feature of human beings, whether it is East or West, whether it is Muggle or wizard.

The whole street is blocked by onlookers, you can't even see where the fighting people are, you can only hear the noise faintly.

I don't know, I thought it was a star meeting.

William also saw a few reporters, floating in the air on a broom, turning on the camera in a hurry, and coaxing in his mouth: "You guys should fight quickly!"

Sure enough, Western journalists can run fast, and they are not slow!

William and Cedric were short in stature and could easily get in through the gap.

In the middle of the street, two waves of people were confronting each other.

Light blonde hair rippling with the afterglow of the sunset vs. brilliant red hair.

However, the number of redheads is obviously more.

The man at the front was tall and thin, wearing glasses, with thin red hair and a patch of baldness.

Behind the man stood a boy: the boy had a broad face with freckles that seemed almost tan.

He picked up the old wizard's robe, exposing his arms, and the muscles on them were bulging. At first glance, he had practiced, at least iron all the year round.

This boy named Charlie Weasley just seemed to want to hit someone, but his father grabbed the collar and stopped him.

Behind them, there are two children about the same age as William, with the same gorgeous red hair and freckles. The most amazing thing is that they look exactly the same.

It's a pair of twins!

The twins each carried a toy shaped like a pistol.

The number of people on the side with light blond hair was much smaller, only two, a middle-aged man, and his ten-year-old son.

Although the number of people is small, the aura is surprisingly strong, or in other words, it is more domineering.

The father and son raised their proud chins at the same time, with disdain in their eyes, and somehow, they thought that this whole street was their family property!

The light-gold man standing at the front held a wand in his left hand, which was adorned with emerald-shaped diamonds, the size of which was huge, like a dove egg.

He patted his elegant robe and stared at the red-haired man with cold gray-blue eyes.

"Ah, Arthur Weasley, your son is not very well-bred, and just nearly soiled my robes.

This kind of cloth was bought in France. I doubt if you can afford it with your money. "

Lucius's dove eggs, glistening in the setting sun, glanced contemptuously at the wand in Charlie's hand.

The wand in the boy's hand was very worn, and even peeled off in some places, and there was unicorn hair leaking from one end.

"Tsk tsk, it's so shabby." Lucius sneered in a long, annoying voice: "Weasley, you don't even have the money to exchange a wand for your son... It seems that the salary of the Ministry of Magic is not enough to support you. You family."

"This has nothing to do with you, Lucius Malfoy." Arthur said coldly: "You still think about how to deal with Alastor, but he really wants to talk to you."

Speaking of Mad-Eye, Lucius seemed to be strangled by a cock, and his pale face showed a hint of ruddy.

"Hey, don't bother, I'll take care of him sooner or later! As for you, you'd better go to the second-hand store and scour for used textbooks. If it's too late, it may be gone!"

Lucius turned his gaze to Charlie and the twins, and he said contemptuously, "Isn't it? Weasley, who reproduces as fast as a goblin..."

Before Lucius could finish speaking, he was attacked, not by Arthur, but by the two twins.

The toy guns in their hands actually shot some milky white, sticky, unknown liquid.

The liquid didn't hit Lucius' expensive robe, it shot directly into his face.

Lucius was furious, picked up his wand, and hit Arthur's head with the end of the dove egg.

A big bag suddenly appeared on Arthur's head, but he was not to be outdone, and he swung a beautiful old right hook straight up.

Lucius used repeated horizontal jumps in an attempt to dodge tactically.

But the bells and whistles are useless, and he was punched right in the nose by Arthur.

A large amount of blood flowed out, and his wand flew out, rolling on the ground.

William has always doubted the authenticity of that pigeon egg, and can now proudly declare that it is true!

Because Lucius didn't even care about the blood on his nose, he jumped out and shouted incessantly: "Whoever dares to rob my Sierra Leone Star, my Malfoy family swears to kill him!"

At first glance, Arthur often fights, and he has a good grasp of the situation.

He kicked Lucius on the buttocks, causing the other party to perform the butt-backward, flat-sand-falling-geese pose.

But Lucius wasn't a vegetarian either. Before he fell, he used a Quidditch defensive skill that had been lost for a hundred years - the scorpion tail.

I saw his feet close together, popping out quickly, directly smashing Arthur, and even falling out with the other party.

Arthur slammed on Lucius, who screamed in pain, but it was quickly turned into a muffled groan.

Arthur directly jammed Lucius' neck, preventing him from reaching for his wand.

But Lucius is still desperately reaching for his wand... Actually, he just wants to get his pigeon eggs!

There seemed to be endless power pouring out of Lucius, he actually dragged Arthur to climb forward, and roared: "Do you lock my throat, do you lock my throat?!"

two old men,

In the middle of the streets of Diagon Alley,

in a man's way,

Crazy touching, rubbing, screaming,

never die...

For a time, there were cheers and cheers, and the people around me who were eating melons were shouting all kinds of cheering slogans.

"Okay, just hit him like this!"

"That red-haired guy, why did the monkeys steal peaches even after a fight? Oh, you haven't eaten yet, but you have to work harder!"

The most excited are the dedicated reporters, who are carrying cameras, snapping frantically, and preparing to publish in the Daily Prophet tomorrow.

Along with the flow of people, William and Cedric are also moving forward.

Cedric was very anxious, William glanced at it and asked, "What, you know him?"

"Well." Cedric nodded. "The red-haired twins are the Weasley brothers. They are my best friends. Mr. Weasley is my dad's colleague."

"Then what else, let's go up and help." William said as he should.

"Ah?" Cedric couldn't keep up with William's circuit. "Are you sure it's to help fight, not to fight?"

Cedric, a good boy, has never fought.

"Pull the frame?" William suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up: "Yes, that guy with light blond hair is not easy to deal with at first sight... We pulled one side of the frame and secretly took the black hand, and he couldn't find us afterward.

It's yours, Cedric. "

"..." Cedric felt that he didn't mean that!

"This kid, he still wants to sneak attack, shameless!" William shouted.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the light-blond boy, who was about to smash the glass bottle out of his hand.

A glass bottle with half a bottle of iced Coke... darling, it's okay to hit your head.

William raised his arm, and it was magic.

It was also the first magic of his wizarding career.

"Wingardim Leviosa."

very good,

fantastic.

William felt the same feeling of being in Ollivander's house again.

He held the wand as if he was holding the whole world, and the magic power that was elusive before seemed to be in his grasp, as meek as a lamb.

William knew the spell was successful, because intuition would never go wrong.

Cedric was astonished.

This magic is not difficult, but for young wizards, it is something that he only learns two months after entering school, and William has only just been exposed to wands for a long time, but he succeeded for the first time.

But William was embarrassed.

He succeeded in casting the spell, but missed, and a flash of light hit the large ice cream in Draco's right hand.

The ice cream floated up and down, only to hear a "pop", and the whole piece was stuck on Draco's face!

William: "..."

Cedric: "..."

The Weasley Brothers: "Beautiful!"

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(ps Do you want to gain the friendship of the Malfoy family? Draco sincerely invites you to vote for the recommendation and offer a pigeon egg.)