Chapter 258 Death Eaters Rebellion

Chapter 258 Death Eaters Rebellion

"The living dead?" Tang Yun howled, "What do you mean by the living dead?"

"I died before, but I'm still alive now," Tang Xueji responded as if it was just an insignificant topic. She looked up at the Quidditch players from Team A Ireland and Team B Gallia who were in the center of the spotlight. She hissed, then shook her head, turned around and asked Zhou Yushi, "Which team do you think will win?"

"Aerlan, their team's cooperation is better," Zhou Yushi frowned, still thinking about what Tang Xueji just said, and asked again, "Then I saw that she had the appearance of a king..."

"No," Tang Xueji shook her head, and the white satin covering her left eye swayed gently. "Life and death don't match up, so what's the point of looking at the face?"

"Ahem," Tang Yun coughed unwillingly. He couldn't focus on the violent Quidditch match that had escalated into a collision. "Sister Xueji! Please pay attention to me! Tell me more!"

"Why would you say too much about something you can't get involved in?" Tang Xueji turned her head and glanced at Tang Yun, who was so sincere that he always looked silly. "It's just like you can't talk to Della Riddle. It's useless to see more."

"This... You can see all this..." Tang Yun, who had silently memorized Della just by seeing her photo in the newspaper a year ago, was choked and completely forgot to ask about the 'living dead'.

"It's almost impossible for you to have any connection with her. Of course I can't tell," Tang Xueji replied, his eyes returning to the bloody arena. "But when I was packing your textbooks at noon today, a few clippings of Della Riddle fell out of them."

"You're attracted by her beauty?" Zhou Yushi looked at Tang Yun, "Are you a beast? She was only 13 years old when she was in the newspaper."

"No, who said that!" Tang Yu's face and neck turned red in anxiety, "I was just shocked. She was that... that..." Tang Yu, who had always been very proud, couldn't describe it accurately for a moment. His face became even redder as his mouth kept moving. He finally said a sentence, "She has a kind of... a kind of temperament that makes people want to follow..."

As soon as he said this, Tang Yun felt something was wrong. It made him seem like the kind of person who could easily abandon everything and get carried away. So he quickly added, "Of course, she is really pretty!" Then he realized that this sentence almost took him back to the starting point of his cousin's questioning of him, and he stammered again, "I, I, I didn't mean... that."

"Okay, okay, I understand," Tang Xueji laughed at Tang Yu unabashedly, while Zhou Yushi interrupted his cousin who was about to fall into the trap and helped to make up for it, "I know you have the right to appreciate beauty."

But it was Zhou Yushi who brought up the controversial topic, and it was Zhou Yushi who tried to appease her verbally, which made Tang Yun feel a little aggrieved. He brought up another topic, a problem that adults always face - urging for marriage, "So when are you going to marry your beautiful goddess Bellinda, cousin?"

"You haven't met her yet, so you can only call her Miss Eleta now," Zhou Yushi didn't act at a loss and then perfunctorily as Tang Yu expected. He first corrected Tang Yu's statement in a very normal tone, and then said calmly, "In addition, Eleta should always be Bellinda's last name, because she doesn't plan to get married."

"Ah? Is this true?" Tang Yun's face wrinkled. "You don't want to get married, so you use this as an excuse to be a hooligan, right?"

"Yes, and what should we do now that we have a child?" Tang Xueji moved her eyes away from the fainted player who was surrounded by a crowd on the grass. She looked at Zhou Yu and glanced at Zhou Yu's wrist.

"I don't plan to have children," Zhou Yushi keenly sensed Tang Xueji's gaze, and he calmly pulled his sleeve to cover the not-so-obvious mark on his wrist, "But I really want to marry Bei'er, but she clearly told me that she doesn't want to get married, so I'm not going to get married for now."

Tang Yun was stunned by what he heard. He asked, "You don't want children even if you get married?"

"Yes." Zhou Yushi nodded without hesitation.

"......" Tang Yun, who just wanted to make a joke but ended up digging up a huge secret, lost the energy to ask further questions. His mind was in a mess. First of all, he really had no idea how this unmarried and childless couple happened to get together. Then, he silently made a little joke in his heart - DINK can actually be inherited.

I heard that my cousin's mother didn't want children at first, and my cousin was just an accident that his grandfather didn't allow his daughter to abort.

Why not call her aunt? Because according to Tang Lei, his uncle and Aunt Zhou are not legally married yet, and his uncle has never returned to China. He has been traveling around with Aunt Zhou. Grandpa couldn't catch him to submit materials for paternity testing, so it was so difficult to get his cousin's nationality.

Ah, this father doesn’t care and the mother doesn’t love him. Tang Yun suddenly discovered that there was a clue that his cousin didn’t want children.

*! He has nothing better to do than to bring up this topic.

"How about it, Xiao Yun, are you satisfied with this answer?" Tang Xueji asked as if she had heard Tang Yun's inner voice, which stabbed Tang Yun in the heart again.

Tang Yun wanted to slap himself a few times, thinking that he would not be able to sleep tonight due to guilt.

You're such a jerk!

Dead brain! Can't change a thing!

Ahhhh! No more talking tonight!

Tang Wu was numb and began to daydream, as if he had stuffed cotton in his ears subjectively, using a layer of guilt to block out the conversation of his brother and sister that was occasionally mixed with the "living dead". He stared blankly at the two Quidditch teams that seemed to be spilling blood all over the field, and when the B Gallia team lost dramatically, he did not come back to his senses, but followed them absent-mindedly back to their tent in the first field.

There was a lot of noise in the camp. Some people were cheering and dancing, and some were flying around on their brooms, shouting and yelling. Although they were flying at a very low speed, they created a very dangerous and dramatic scene. Others were dejected, looking at the happy group with envy or anger.

In addition to their expressions of sadness and joy, the paint on these people's bodies was actually a way to distinguish them. However, it was late and the lights on the field were dim, so Tang Yu could only vaguely see the paintings on their bodies. When the two groups finally got emotional and gathered together to fight, he couldn't tell them apart at all.

"Do you want to mediate the fight?" The three of them walked through the chaotic camp, and Tang Lei tugged at Zhou Yushi's sleeve.

"And then let them team up to beat you up?" Zhou Yushi didn't stop walking. "The Ministry of Magic will take care of it."

"And this is just the beginning." Tang Xueji said, the jade hairpin in her hair shining in the moonlight.

"What?" Tang Yu's eyes were still on the people fighting. When he heard Tang Xueji's words, he immediately walked over to her side and asked, "Can it get any more chaotic tonight?"

Tang Xueji did not answer. She raised her head to look at the moon in the sky that was gradually obscured by clouds. She moved her hands hanging by her legs a few times, then suddenly reached out and pulled Tang Yu to the side. The next second, a green light passed by Tang Yu's body and lit up a tent behind them with a bang.

Now the cheers and noises were gone, as were the two hostile parties. People were screaming and fleeing in all directions, followed by a mixture of sarcasm and madness. Tang Yun, who had not yet fully recovered from his slumber, stared with wide eyes at a group of hooded and masked wizards huddled together, holding their wands and emitting ominous green light all around.

And above their heads...

Tang Yun was stunned. He found that the ordinary people who managed the camp were hanging above the group like puppets. Even the two youngest children were spinning limply in the air.

"Della Riddle did this?!" Tang Yu hated himself for collecting the clippings of the little girl. He grabbed Tang Xueji's arm and looked at Zhou Yu, who had already drawn his wand and was in a defensive posture. "Go and help, cousin! There are children there! How could they do that!"

"It wasn't Riddle who did it," Zhou Yushi frowned. He waved his wand to break a few spells and slowly retreated while protecting his two relatives. "We can only run now."

"Are we going to just watch them being tortured by the evildoers?" Tang Lei roared. He broke free from Tang Xueji's hand, his eyes red.

"In the final analysis, you only saw Riddle's face, but you don't know her at all," Zhou Yushi sighed, with a little impatience on his face, "Riddle would not do such a thing, nor would she allow such a thing to develop."

Before he finished speaking, several shouts that were obviously different from screams joined the battle. Another group of people with wands dispersed the thugs. In the distance, the roar of a motorcycle at full throttle was heard, and things became even more chaotic.

"If you don't run away, you'll be causing trouble for us, Xiao Yun."

Tang Xueji's clear voice echoed in his ears. Tang Yu, who had lived in harmony with an extraordinary family since childhood, finally remembered that he had basically made no achievements in magic.

According to the saying here, he is a dud.

Before he could come to his senses, Tang Xueji had already dragged him forward. Tang Yu's big body did not slow down Tang Xueji at all. In the blink of an eye, he had run several meters with him. Tang Xueji had to slow down a little and wait for Zhou Yushi, who was behind to fight off the evil curse.

They kept running without stopping, because there were fights and screams everywhere, and from time to time they would see a few unconscious people covered in blood on the road. It was obviously unrealistic to run with the wounded, so they could only simply put them under the nearest solid shelter.

The bunkers, once cheerful decorations, are now just smoking ruins.

As he ran all the way, Tang Yun was not only speechless, but his heart was also filled with panic and sorrow, leaving him no time to think about anything else. Born and raised in peacetime, he faced the battlefield for the first time. Compared with the real bloody chaos, the saddest words he had read in his spare time seemed pale.

Another green light flashed past his side. Tang Yun subconsciously looked along the arc of the green light and found that the green light was about to hit the back of a silver-haired girl who had just waved her wand to dispel an evil curse.

Tang Yun opened his eyes wide, totally unable to imagine what kind of tragedy would happen if that green light fell on a person, but he couldn't even shout out loud. Panic had long since choked his throat, and he only now realized that he had lost his voice.

Fortunately, Tang Xueji also saw it. She let go of Tang Yun, took a step into the air, and with her sleeves flying, she got behind the silver-haired girl and dispersed the spell with her bare hands in two or three moves.

In the end, he moved too quickly and with too big a swing, and the white satin covering Tang Xueji's eyes spread out, and flew backwards along with the shining silver hair of the girl he rescued who turned her head and flew up.

The slick oriental heroine and the pure western girl were entangled together at this moment, and the scene was quite beautiful. However, Zhou Yushi, who rushed over to catch Tang Yu, opened his eyes wide, because Tang Xueji immediately attacked the silver-haired girl.

He saw that it was an offensive move.