"Look, someone's sending a signal!"
Gargeson, who had just been about to seek the Dementors' help, abruptly stopped and turned toward where the man behind him was pointing. Sparks were continuously rising into the night sky, illuminating everyone's stiff faces.
It was the signal to attack.
Gargeson's expression darkened terribly. He could even hear a series of rapid cracks sounding all around him.
"Damn it..."
The moment he heard a scream beside him, he thoroughly regretted not using the Floo Network to leave Hogsmeade earlier.
But it was too late for regrets now. A spell struck Gargeson from the side as he scrambled desperately to evade the ambush, hurling him straight onto the ground.
"I'd bet anyone still wandering around outside at this hour belongs to those Shit Eaters."
In his daze, Gargeson heard footsteps drawing closer. Someone seemed to walk up beside him, and then he felt something step on his head.
The next moment, Gargeson lost consciousness completely.
He died, his neck snapped beneath someone's foot like a chick's.
Everyone involved in this operation wore black cloaks and hideous masks, carrying themselves like the Death Eaters who had once run rampant across Britain.
The moment those thugs stormed into Hogsmeade, the feast of plunder began. Everyone in the village was their prey.
Many Dark wizards headed first for Zonko Shop, which sold Defence Against the Dark Arts items. They instinctively believed that Zonko, who openly sold such goods, was one of the few fat sheep in this black market. But they were destined to be disappointed. Zonko had long deposited the huge sums of Galleons he had earned during this period into a designated vault at Gringotts. The robbers who broke into the shop could only loot its small supply of Galleons and a few decorative items. Zonko,