Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 269: An unprecedented event
() Even in the evening, the heat that is exclusive to the summer day still exists, and the dull air is mixed with the sound of insects one after another, but it does not prevent people from being enthusiastic about the upcoming event.
In a smoky wilderness, in the drowsiness of the night, a huge silhouette loomed out, covering all the last rays of the afterglow in the sky.
The building resembles the round court of the Quidditch World Cup, but it is more compact and flat than that, as if it were a giant fruit plate sitting on the open space.
That was the site of the open-air audiovisual conference that Maca built with the financial resources of the Witt family.
Although the sky is not completely dark, the magical light ball for lighting has already floated in the field. Under the brilliance of magic, the front of the entrance was full of people.
The hired staff were busy in the crowd, and their voices were almost hoarse, just to inform the customers at the end to wait patiently in line.
And around the venue where Lockhart's personal audio-visual conference will be held, all kinds of booths and more crowds almost filled the open space here.
The enthusiasm of the masses is as strong as it is about to evaporate, forming a cloud.
Beside the valley that was chosen as the venue, Maca stood on a certain mountain peak, quietly looking at all the prosperity in the valley, feeling enlightened in her heart.
This is obviously just a selfish event he organized. He even only provided a not-exhaustive plan material at the beginning, and then entrusted the entire event to a manager.
But when the event really started, it affected people's hearts far beyond expectations.
Not only the audition itself, but also many businessmen and families in the magic world have heard of the business opportunities in it, gathered the crowd to participate, and formed a truly national event.
Maca looked at the dense crowd below like ants for a moment, and gently stroked the wand in the left sleeve with his right hand. The slightly rough wand had a slender and clear texture, as if it connected everything in front of him. Together.
Located above this valley, is a dark gray cloud made by magic. Seeing that the time was almost up, Maca finally took out his wand and pointed it high at the center of the cloud.
At the same time, a faint blue light suddenly lit up under his feet, covering his whole body.
The sun has already set, so I couldn't see clearly just now. But at this moment, the light shines, but it can make people really see that under his feet is a complex and detailed rune pattern.
To be honest, this rune-map layman seems to be infinitely mysterious, but Maca knows it very well. It only looks so complicated because he can't simplify it further.
At least, it was enough for this event to be held smoothly.
"Five...Four...Three...Two..."
As a hair-thin magical light straight into the sky, circles of colorful magical brilliance appeared in the dark gray clouds in mid-air.
Soon, someone in the valley noticed, and everyone raised their heads and murmured in surprise.
The magic cloud, which is monotonous and dim in color, almost blends with the sky, is like an extremely huge curtain; and the light emitted by Maca’s wand is a strange paintbrush on that curtain. Draw a circle of dazzling colors.
Maca is always paying attention to the conditions of the people in the valley. When most people have their necks up and staring into the sky, he lowered his head instead.
He moved his feet slightly and stepped on the other two runes respectively. Immediately afterwards, when he raised his head again, the colorful circles in the sky suddenly spread and changed into various propaganda slogans.
The font is constantly changing, the colors are constantly flowing, and finally it turns into a familiar picture.
It was an advertisement that was published in the Daily Prophet. It was a figure standing alone and standing alone.
"Gidro Lockhart!"
I don't know who shouted first, and then many people were infected, and everyone cheered enthusiastically.
Although everyone is mostly just following the trend to join in the fun, Maca knows that this event itself has actually been half the success.
Even if the actual audition session has not even officially started!
Maca waved his magic wand again, and the picture suddenly disappeared, turning into colorful stardust and falling down, turning into nothingness in the laughter of the guests.
At least tonight, everyone will be happy.
Suddenly, the space beside the rune pattern was slightly distorted, and a person in a black wizard robe suddenly appeared there.
"Notify all guests to enter the venue."
Maca unsurprisingly gave an order, and the man nodded lightly, and then Apparated and left.
At this moment, the two suddenly apparated, but it was Tonks and another member of the Order of the Phoenix, Dedalodie.
"An unknown wizard appeared on the west (south) side." The two said almost simultaneously.
"How about the quantity? Is there any movement?" Maca asked.
"There are more than 20 people visually in the west, and there is no action yet."
"The number of people in the south is not sure, there is no movement."
"Then wait and see first," Maca said, "If the opponent chooses to attack, you must drag them within the predetermined range. Don't be aggressive and focus on fighting."
This action was originally centered on Maca's plan. He was the main person in charge this time, controlling the pace of advance and retreat of the whole situation.
Tonks and Dedalor were ordered, and immediately nodded and left to inform the other members of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Sure enough..." Maca said to himself, pressing his chin, "Voldemort won't miss such a good opportunity. He also needs to create momentum and influence ordinary wizards with fear and awe."
He paused, then hesitated and shook his head, "I just don't know if Voldemort himself will come."
The people in the valley didn't know anything about the Death Eaters in the mountains outside. The flow of people was surging, one after another crowded towards the audio-visual venue.
The commotion of the audience is not only a sound, but also a faint vibration, although it is slight, almost everyone can feel it.
The heat is rising bit by bit, and even Maca standing on the mountain can clearly feel the enthusiasm.
The members of the Order of the Phoenix in the mountains continuously relayed the latest news, and Maca meticulously issued a series of action instructions, like a conductor of a symphony orchestra, and mobilized the entire Order of the Phoenix in an orderly manner. stand up.
In the mountains and forests, the brilliance of the spell has begun to flash, which indicates that there has been a battle between the Death Eaters and the members of the Order of the Phoenix.
Maca timely lit up the clouds and mist in the air again, and the dazzling brilliance completely concealed the brilliance generated during the outer battle. All the audience did not find any abnormalities, and the audience's admission was proceeding in an orderly manner.
"There are a lot of people in the south, about 30 wizards, and some dementors and..."
"The situation on the west side is not very good, and the other party has a dark wizard to add it! McLean..."
"Someone in the south was injured and lost combat power..."
"The enemy offensive to the west is strong..."
"Southern..."
"West..."
The successive messages flowed and intertwined in Maca’s mind, turning them into a detailed and accurate picture of the battle.
With the ever-increasing number of Death Eaters, although there are many elites on the Order of the Phoenix, the suppression of the number makes this side a little breathless...The fighting situation is constantly moving towards the Order of the Phoenix. Dumped.
Fortunately, Maca’s order to fight has been fully implemented. At least until now, there has been no sacrifice of personnel, which is a blessing in misfortune.
But no matter how unfavourable the battle situation is, Maca is still unmoved. He is waiting, waiting for the most appropriate time!
Finally, the black-robed wizard who had appeared at the beginning appeared again. His appearance means that all spectators have entered the venue, and it's coming soon...it's coming soon!
"Let Lockhart in...tonight's event, the official start!"
The next moment, Lockhart's figure appeared in the center of the circular venue. Today, he is wearing a straight wizard robe. Endless stardust is flying on his robe, looking mysterious and full of magic. Breath.
Gidlow Lockhart is already quite handsome, but now, under the atmosphere of the scene, he is even more upright and attractive.
Especially the sense of vicissitudes he showed by relying on his acting skills, instantly captured the hearts of a large number of witches.
"Witchs, witches...Welcome to the site of this personal audiovisual conference...I, Gidro Lockhart, assure you...This is an unprecedented special event, and everyone will follow Follow my steps and enjoy an amazing and interesting adventure together..."
Different from Gidro Lockhart in the past...
Today, he has a flat tone and a hoarse voice~IndoMTL.com~ like a hero who has truly experienced countless legendary adventures, with a unique temperament.
He whispered softly, and those tepid words were amplified by the curse, and surrounded the ears of every audience, deep and full of magnetism.
"...Presumably everyone is very concerned about what kind of event the so-called'audiovisual feast' is. Don't worry, let me Jidro Lockhart...a Merlin Jazz third-level medal. A wizard, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic League, and a wizard who won the "Witcher Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award five times..."
"... Leading everyone to that distant unknown country..."
Lockhart's soft and deep voice quietly settled, and all the magical light spheres in the valley were instantly extinguished.
Maca on the mountain looked plunged into a dark valley, knowing that the time had come. With a decisive wave of his magic wand, the clouds in mid-air fell silently, enveloping the entire valley and some of the surrounding mountains.
At this moment, there was a stream of silver light in front of him, like a tangled under his feet.