Encountering Beauxbatons Students

After all, nearly ten thousand people had chosen to remain at the campsite. Even if only one percent of them were incited into voluntarily joining the arsonists, they could still cause considerable damage;

Especially driven by the heat, alcohol, and negative emotions, those who had been incited were no longer satisfied with destroying tents—they wanted to go after the wizards who escaped them.

At the next campsite Wizet reached, he encountered exactly such a scene. The arsonists had surrounded a group of boys and girls, laughing wildly without restraint;

"Look at these little ones, trembling like leaves!" one arsonist cackled, waving his wand. A stream of flames shot from its tip and swept over the heads of the boys and girls.

The boys and girls huddled tightly together. When the flames passed overhead, their bodies trembled involuntarily. Though they held wands in their hands, none of them could raise them.

"Don't keep your heads tucked in! You need to liven up a little!" The other arsonists burst into laughter at the sight of them.

They waved their wands wantonly, each swing releasing a ball of fire that brushed past the boys' and girls' hair before landing in the distance.

Just then, the arsonists felt their vision grow a little dimmer. They instinctively looked up and saw a mass of black mist floating in midair.

They thought their eyes were playing tricks on them. The black mist seemed to have dropped something, and those things grew larger and larger before their eyes... larger and larger... until everything went black...

Thud!

Wizet's Obscurus transformed into several hammers and slammed heavily into the arsonists, knocking them viciously to the ground;

The hammers struck swiftly and precisely, rendering the arsonists unconscious in an instant. Their wild laughter came to an abrupt stop;

The boys