“Jerry, please take care of yourself. We’ll be waiting for you at the Leaky Cauldron,” Hermione waved at Jerry with concern and then crossed the portal to Diagon Alley, accompanied by Ginny and Harry.
Subsequently, the wizards, along with their family members, expressed their gratitude with grateful glances before proceeding through the portal.
As the last wizard stepped through, Jerry closed the portal with a wave of his hand.
Before Arthur could voice his concern, Jerry interrupted, “Sir, don’t worry about me. Remember, I can handle myself well in a fight.” With these words, Jerry reminded Arthur of some of his previous heroic deeds, including facing a group of Dementors and disarming multiple Aurors on the Hogwarts Express last year.
“Alright, then you stick with us, but prioritize your safety. If things go south, don’t hesitate to escape,” Arthur urged.
He, Bill, Charlie, and Jerry proceeded towards the masked figures, with the other members of the Ministry of Magic who had been maintaining order gathering behind Arthur.
Among them was Percy, who had already started working at the Ministry of Magic.
When Arthur stood before the group of masked individuals, he brandished his wand and shouted, “Whoever you are, cease this cruelty immediately, or we will take action.”
The person under the mask could be seen chuckling at his words, elegantly waving his cloak, and maintaining his poise.
Malfoy, the leader of the masked group, glared at Arthur with disdain, his eyes filled with disgust.
In his perspective, Arthur was the embodiment of everything he detested.
A member of the “Sacred Twenty-Eight Pureblood” families, he had always stood against them, aiding Muggles and associating with Mudbloods.
In his eyes, Arthur was a pure-blood traitor, more loathsome than an enemy.
Upon hearing Malfoy’s threat, Arthur and his Ministry companions hesitated.
Although they had the upper hand in this confrontation, with Jerry’s giant guardian angel and their support, they feared for the safety of the hostages taken by the masked individuals.
However, in this critical moment, Jerry, who had been standing behind them, took swift action.
He waved his wand and invoked a levitation spell.
Instantly, more than a dozen Muggles, previously suspended in the air, broke free from the magical control of the masked figures and flew toward Jerry.
Jerry’s use of an advanced version of the levitation spell rendered him invincible against these adversaries.
The masked group had their plans ruined by Jerry, and their calm demeanor was lost before they even could act further.
They went into a panic…
Seeing this, Arthur’s eyes sparkled with approval, and he initiated a spell attack on the masked figures opposite them.
“Apparate!” Malfoy and his associates reacted swiftly, casting Apparition to vanish from the scene away from Jerry and the others.
They were well aware that this operation aimed to prevent the Aurors from intervening while they were gone.
With Jerry offering formidable support on the opposing side, there was a high likelihood that the alerted Aurors would arrive soon.
If they lingered, they might end up entangled in combat with Arthur and his group, making their escape even more challenging.
When Malfoy and his accomplices resorted to Apparate for a hasty escape, another Jerry above the camp smiled and also employed Apparition.
Unbeknownst to his enemies, Jerry had created a clone in the room earlier, adopting the guise of Aiken, and had stealthily positioned himself in the sky above the camp.
The Jerry on the ground was merely his duplicate.
Seeing how everything was still under control in his own way,.Jerry could only think about how to deal with the group Lucius led.
Upon witnessing Malfoy and the others Apparate away, he promptly tracked their spatial fluctuations and followed suit.
With his expertise in spatial magic, he found it elementary to gauge the distance Malfoy and his followers covered through the spatial fluctuations they generated.
In a small forest located ten kilometers from the camp, more than a dozen wizards with masks and cloaks materialized with the sound of crackling Apparition.
“This is overdue. It’s high time to teach these folks a lesson,” Malfoy remarked as they emerged from their magical transportation.
“You’re absolutely right. Seeing Mudbloods every day at the Ministry is infuriating, not to mention dealing with Muggles,” one of the wizards added.
Malfoy, their leader, concurred with them. “Our goal is to make everyone comprehend that Mudbloods are undeserving of being wizards, and Muggles are only fit to be our servants and toys.”
These former Death Eaters, who now held various official positions in the Ministry of Magic, reveled in their malevolent intentions.
Malfoy, however, soon realized the pressing matter. “Remember, we can’t linger here. We must return swiftly. If we’re not present when the Ministry contacts us, we’ll end up in prison.”
As officials of the Ministry of Magic, the sudden significant event required their attention, and their absence would be conspicuous.
If such things continue to happen, their safely secured key positions would be threatened.
Resulting in other loss of their connection is a no for these groups.
“Lucius, no need to worry. We understand,” the other masked individuals nodded in agreement.
They initiated their Apparating Spells, intending to teleport back to their homes.
Yet, when they completed the incantation, they realized something was amiss—the spell failed, and they remained stationary.
Panic rippled through the group. “What’s going on?”
“Sorry, I placed an anti-Apparition spell nearby while you were conversing earlier,” an unexpected voice echoed from the woods behind them.
Alarmed, everyone whirled around with wands at the ready. A young wizard emerged from the woods, sporting a grin and holding a magic camera.
“Je—Jerry Carmen!”
“It’s you, Jerry Carmen!”
Few of the masked people in the group could be seen trembling upon seeing the presence of Jerry.
“Good evening, everyone. Why don’t you take off your masks and give us a smile?”
Facing a dozen wands aimed in his direction, Jerry displayed no hint of fear.
The ones who showed signs of fear instead were the ones with their wands pointed at him.
Without even wielding a wand, he held up the magic camera and snapped a picture of Malfoy and his companions.
“Jerry, please take care of yourself. We’ll be waiting for you at the Leaky Cauldron,” Hermione waved at Jerry with concern and then crossed the portal to Diagon Alley, accompanied by Ginny and Harry.
Subsequently, the wizards, along with their family members, expressed their gratitude with grateful glances before proceeding through the portal.
As the last wizard stepped through, Jerry closed the portal with a wave of his hand.
Before Arthur could voice his concern, Jerry interrupted, “Sir, don’t worry about me. Remember, I can handle myself well in a fight.” With these words, Jerry reminded Arthur of some of his previous heroic deeds, including facing a group of Dementors and disarming multiple Aurors on the Hogwarts Express last year.
“Alright, then you stick with us, but prioritize your safety. If things go south, don’t hesitate to escape,” Arthur urged.
He, Bill, Charlie, and Jerry proceeded towards the masked figures, with the other members of the Ministry of Magic who had been maintaining order gathering behind Arthur.
Among them was Percy, who had already started working at the Ministry of Magic.
When Arthur stood before the group of masked individuals, he brandished his wand and shouted, “Whoever you are, cease this cruelty immediately, or we will take action.”
The person under the mask could be seen chuckling at his words, elegantly waving his cloak, and maintaining his poise.
Malfoy, the leader of the masked group, glared at Arthur with disdain, his eyes filled with disgust.
In his perspective, Arthur was the embodiment of everything he detested.
A member of the “Sacred Twenty-Eight Pureblood” families, he had always stood against them, aiding Muggles and associating with Mudbloods.
In his eyes, Arthur was a pure-blood traitor, more loathsome than an enemy.
Upon hearing Malfoy’s threat, Arthur and his Ministry companions hesitated.
Although they had the upper hand in this confrontation, with Jerry’s giant guardian angel and their support, they feared for the safety of the hostages taken by the masked individuals.
However, in this critical moment, Jerry, who had been standing behind them, took swift action.
He waved his wand and invoked a levitation spell.
Instantly, more than a dozen Muggles, previously suspended in the air, broke free from the magical control of the masked figures and flew toward Jerry.
Jerry’s use of an advanced version of the levitation spell rendered him invincible against these adversaries.
The masked group had their plans ruined by Jerry, and their calm demeanor was lost before they even could act further.
They went into a panic…
Seeing this, Arthur’s eyes sparkled with approval, and he initiated a spell attack on the masked figures opposite them.
“Apparate!” Malfoy and his associates reacted swiftly, casting Apparition to vanish from the scene away from Jerry and the others.
They were well aware that this operation aimed to prevent the Aurors from intervening while they were gone.
With Jerry offering formidable support on the opposing side, there was a high likelihood that the alerted Aurors would arrive soon.
If they lingered, they might end up entangled in combat with Arthur and his group, making their escape even more challenging.
When Malfoy and his accomplices resorted to Apparate for a hasty escape, another Jerry above the camp smiled and also employed Apparition.
Unbeknownst to his enemies, Jerry had created a clone in the room earlier, adopting the guise of Aiken, and had stealthily positioned himself in the sky above the camp.
The Jerry on the ground was merely his duplicate.
Seeing how everything was still under control in his own way,.Jerry could only think about how to deal with the group Lucius led.
Upon witnessing Malfoy and the others Apparate away, he promptly tracked their spatial fluctuations and followed suit.
With his expertise in spatial magic, he found it elementary to gauge the distance Malfoy and his followers covered through the spatial fluctuations they generated.
In a small forest located ten kilometers from the camp, more than a dozen wizards with masks and cloaks materialized with the sound of crackling Apparition.
“This is overdue. It’s high time to teach these folks a lesson,” Malfoy remarked as they emerged from their magical transportation.
“You’re absolutely right. Seeing Mudbloods every day at the Ministry is infuriating, not to mention dealing with Muggles,” one of the wizards added.
Malfoy, their leader, concurred with them. “Our goal is to make everyone comprehend that Mudbloods are undeserving of being wizards, and Muggles are only fit to be our servants and toys.”
These former Death Eaters, who now held various official positions in the Ministry of Magic, reveled in their malevolent intentions.
Malfoy, however, soon realized the pressing matter. “Remember, we can’t linger here. We must return swiftly. If we’re not present when the Ministry contacts us, we’ll end up in prison.”
As officials of the Ministry of Magic, the sudden significant event required their attention, and their absence would be conspicuous.
If such things continue to happen, their safely secured key positions would be threatened.
Resulting in other loss of their connection is a no for these groups.
“Lucius, no need to worry. We understand,” the other masked individuals nodded in agreement.
They initiated their Apparating Spells, intending to teleport back to their homes.
Yet, when they completed the incantation, they realized something was amiss—the spell failed, and they remained stationary.
Panic rippled through the group. “What’s going on?”
“Sorry, I placed an anti-Apparition spell nearby while you were conversing earlier,” an unexpected voice echoed from the woods behind them.
Alarmed, everyone whirled around with wands at the ready. A young wizard emerged from the woods, sporting a grin and holding a magic camera.
“Je—Jerry Carmen!”
“It’s you, Jerry Carmen!”
Few of the masked people in the group could be seen trembling upon seeing the presence of Jerry.
“Good evening, everyone. Why don’t you take off your masks and give us a smile?”
Facing a dozen wands aimed in his direction, Jerry displayed no hint of fear.
The ones who showed signs of fear instead were the ones with their wands pointed at him.
Without even wielding a wand, he held up the magic camera and snapped a picture of Malfoy and his companions.
