Even in the evening, the heat that belongs exclusively to summer days still exists. The dull air is mixed with the chirping of insects, but it does not prevent people from being enthusiastic about the upcoming activities.
In a deserted wilderness, in the gloom of night, a huge silhouette appeared faintly, covering up the last ray of afterglow in the sky.
This building is shaped like a circular stadium in the Quidditch World Cup, but it is more compact and flat than that, as if it is like a giant fruit bowl sitting in an open space.
That was the scene of the open-air audio-visual concert that Maka built with the financial resources of the Witte family.
Although it is not completely dark yet, the magic light ball used for lighting is already floating in the venue. Under the radiance brought by magic, as far as you can see in front of the entrance, there are crowds of people.
The hired staff were busy among the crowd, shouting until their voices were almost hoarse, just to inform the customers at the end to wait patiently in line.
Around the venue where Lockhart's personal audio-visual concert was about to be held, various stalls and more people almost filled the open space here.
The heat of the crowd was as strong as if it was about to steam up and form a cloud.
Next to the valley that was chosen as the venue, Maka stood on a certain peak, quietly looking at all the prosperity in the valley, and felt enlightened in her heart.
This was obviously just a selfish event held by him. He even only provided a not-so-detailed planning 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 magical world smelled the business opportunities and gathered people to participate, forming a truly national-level event.
Maka looked at the ant-like dense crowd below for a moment, and gently touched the wand in her left sleeve with her right hand. The texture of the slightly rough wand was slender and clear, as if it connected everything in front of her.
Situated over this valley is a dark gray cloud created by magic. Seeing that the time was almost up, Maka finally took out her wand and pointed it high into the center of the cloud.
At the same time, a faint blue light suddenly lit up under his feet, enveloping his entire body.
The sun has already set, so it was still a little unclear just now. But when the light shines, people can actually see that what is under his feet is a complex and detailed rune array.
To be honest, this rune array seems to be endlessly mysterious to a layman, but Maka knows very well that it only looks so complicated because he cannot simplify it further.
But at least, it was enough for this event to be held smoothly.
"Five...four...three...two..."
As a hair-thin magical light penetrated into the sky, circles of colorful magical light appeared in the dark gray clouds in mid-air.
Soon, someone in the valley noticed it, and everyone raised their heads and let out a low cry of surprise.
The magic cloud, which is monotonous and dim in color and almost blends in with the sky, is like an extremely huge curtain; and the light emitted by Maka's wand is a strange paintbrush, painting on that curtain Circle after circle of dazzling color.
Maka always paid attention to the situation of the crowd in the valley. When most of the people had raised their necks and stared at the sky with wide eyes, he lowered his head instead.
He moved his feet slightly and stepped on the other two runes. Then, the moment he raised his head again, the ripple-like colorful circles in the air suddenly spread and turned into various slogans.
The fonts are constantly changing, the colors are constantly flowing, and finally they turn into a familiar picture.
It was an advertising photo that had been published in the Daily Prophet. It was a solitary figure.
"Gilderoy Lockhart!"
I don't know who shouted first, and then many people were infected, and everyone cheered enthusiastically.
Although everyone was just following the trend and joining in the fun at the moment, Maka knew that the event itself was actually half the success.
Even though the actual listening session hasn’t even officially started yet!
Maka waved her magic wand again, and the scene suddenly disappeared, turning into colorful stardust falling down and disappearing into nothingness amidst the laughter of the guests.
At least tonight, everyone will be happy.
Suddenly, the space next to the rune pattern was slightly distorted, and a man wearing a black wizard robe suddenly appeared there.
"Inform all guests to enter."
Maka gave the order without any surprise, and the man nodded slightly, and then apparated away again.
At this moment, another two people suddenly appeared, but it was Tonks and Dedalo Digg, another member of the Order of the Phoenix.
"An unidentified wizard appears in the southwest." The two said almost at the same time.
"What about the quantity? Is there any action?" Maka asked.
"Visually there are more than 20 people on the west side, but no action has been taken yet."
"The number of people in the south is not certain, there is no movement."
"Then wait and see first," Maka said. "If the opponent chooses to attack, be sure to hold them back within the predetermined range. Don't be aggressive and focus on fighting."
This operation was originally centered on Maka's plan. He was the main person in charge and controlled the rhythm of the entire situation.
Tonks and Dedalo received the order and immediately nodded and left to inform other Order members.
"Sure enough, it's here..." Maka said to herself, holding her chin, "Voldemort will not miss such a good opportunity. He also needs to create momentum and influence ordinary wizards with fear and awe."
He paused, then shook his head hesitantly, "I just don't know if Voldemort himself will come."
The people in the valley knew nothing about the Death Eaters in the mountains outside. There was a huge flow of people, and they were crowding towards the audio-visual meeting venue.
The commotion of the audience was not only a sound, but also a faint vibration. Although it was slight, almost everyone could feel it.
The heat was rising bit by bit, and even Maka, who was standing on the mountain peak, could clearly feel the heat.
Members of the Order of the Phoenix in the mountains continuously conveyed the latest news, and Maka carefully issued action instructions one after another, like a conductor of a symphony orchestra, mobilizing the entire Order of the Phoenix in an orderly manner.
The light of the curse has begun to flash in the mountain forest, which indicates that there is already a battle between the Death Eaters and members of the Order of the Phoenix.
Maka timely lit up the clouds in the sky again, and the dazzling brilliance completely covered up the brilliance generated during the peripheral battle. No audience noticed anything unusual, and the audience's entrance was proceeding in an orderly manner.
"There are a lot of people in the south, about thirty wizards, some dementors and..."
"The situation in the west is not good. A dark wizard has joined the team! McClain..."
"Someone in the south is injured and has lost his combat effectiveness..."
"The enemy's offensive is strong in the west..."
“South…”
"West..."
The messages that were conveyed one after another flowed and intertwined in Maka's mind, turning into a detailed and accurate picture of the battle situation.
With the increasing number of Death Eaters, although there are many elites on the Order of the Phoenix side, the suppression in terms of numbers makes them a little breathless... The battle situation is constantly tilting towards the Order of the Phoenix.
Fortunately, Maka's fighting order has been fully implemented. At least so far, no one has been killed, which is a blessing among misfortunes.
But no matter how unfavorable the battle situation was, Maka remained unmoved—he was waiting, waiting for the most appropriate time!
Finally, the black-robed wizard who appeared at the beginning appeared again. His appearance means that all the audience have arrived, it's almost... almost there!
"Let Lockhart enter... Tonight's event has officially begun!"
The next moment, Lockhart's figure appeared in the center of the circular field. He was wearing a straight wizard robe today. Endless stardust was flying on his robe, looking mysterious and full of magic.
Gilderoy Lockhart was already quite handsome, and now under the atmosphere of the scene, he was even more upright and charming.
In particular, the sense of vicissitudes he showed through his acting skills instantly captured the hearts of a large number of witches and wizards.
"Wizards and witches... welcome to this personal audio-visual conference... I, Gilderoy Lockhart, assure you... this is an unprecedented special event, and everyone will follow my steps, Let’s enjoy a surprising and interesting adventure together… ”
Different from the Gilderoy Lockhart of the past...
Today, he has a calm tone and a hoarse voice, like a real hero who has experienced countless legendary adventures, with a unique temperament.
He spoke softly, and those tepid words were amplified by the magic spell and lingered in the ears of every audience member, low and full of magnetism.
"...I think everyone is very concerned about what kind of event the so-called 'Audio-Visual Feast' is. Don't worry, let me Gilderoy Lockhart...a recipient of the third-level Order of Merlin and an anti-gangster An honorary member of the Magic Alliance and a five-time winner of Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award..."
"...Leading everyone to that distant unknown country..."
Lockhart's soft and low voice fell quietly, and all the magic light balls in the valley were extinguished instantly.
Maka on the mountain looked at the valley plunged into darkness and understood that the time had come. He decisively waved his wand, and the clouds and mist in mid-air scattered silently, completely covering the entire valley and some of the surrounding mountains.
At this moment, a silver light flowed in front of him, wrapping around his feet.