Chapter 344 Black Wizard Parade, Dark Mark in the Sky

In the end, the Quidditch World Cup ended with Ireland winning.

The scoreboard read: Bulgaria 160, Ireland 170.

With his nose broken by a Bludger and bleeding from his nose, Krum caught up with Ireland's Seeker Lynch and caught the Golden Snitch at the last minute.

Although he won the duel between the Seekers, he lost the game.

There is nothing we can do about it, our teammates are too frustrated.

The other players in the Irish team are much better than the Bulgarian team. If it continues, the gap between the two teams will only get wider. Between a disastrous defeat and a narrow defeat, he can only choose an acceptable one.

The Irish fans burst into loud cheers, the Irish team danced, and the leprechauns were also ecstatic.

Krum left the field for treatment with a sullen face, and his six teammates were also dejected. The Veela regained her beautiful appearance, but she also looked very unhappy.

The huge Quidditch World Cup was moved into the box and the awards were presented by Fudge, the Minister of Magic. The Irish team received a huge honor.

Then the Bulgarian team came on stage, and they took turns shaking hands with the Bulgarian Minister of Magic and Fudge.

Although they looked a little embarrassed, the audience did not reduce their enthusiasm for them. At least this game was much more exciting than previous games.

"Let's go!" Adrian closed the notebook with satisfaction, "This game has given me a lot of inspiration."

"Sister, we still don't know why you recorded that thing." Leon said speechlessly, "The rules are clearly written in the instructions."

"The rules on paper and the rules that the audience can accept are completely different things." Adrian said, "Besides, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't pry around."

The Weasley brothers came to Ludo Bagman as soon as the game ended. The brothers spread their hands like Muggles collecting debts, "Our money."

"By the way, how much should I give you?" Bagman asked hoarsely.

"Thirty-seven Galleons..."

"It's thirty-eight galleons, George," Fred reminded, "and one of dad's galleons. In addition, there are fifteen Sickles and three Knuts."

"This..." Lu Duo was a little confused for a moment, "Is it so many?"

"Of course not." George smiled, "This is our principal, but because Mr. Bagman helped us get such good tickets, we don't need the winnings.

You offered us very high odds at that time, so you could save at least three hundred galleons. "

They finally said it, I only need the principal, and the rest will be the ticket money, and we won’t owe each other anything in the future.

Bagman hesitated for a moment, separated the gold coins from the Pocket Elf, and placed the real Galleons, Sickle and Nat into the hands of the brothers.

"Arthur has two good children." Bagman sighed, "Also, I want to give you a piece of advice, don't gamble with others casually in the future."

George and Fred couldn't help but look at each other in surprise when they saw his serious words.

But in my heart, I admire Leon's judgment even more. If it weren't for his reminder, they would have suffered heavy losses, and they might not even be able to get their principal back.

...

After returning to the camp, Adrian released several owls and sent the notes she had compiled in the form of letters.

The night after the Quidditch World Cup became even more noisy. The lanterns in every tent were not extinguished, and almost everyone was discussing the game enthusiastically.

At this moment, a strange fire suddenly came from outside, and the sound of whooshing kept coming and going in the camp.

A group of hooded and masked wizards waved their wands, laughing like mad men as they slowly advanced through the camp.

The tents were set on fire one after another, and wizards who didn't know why were running away in panic.

"Young Master..." Genes came back from outside, "It looks like they are dark wizards, and they are organized and premeditated. Their team is constantly expanding.

In addition, they held the Roberts family hostage, and members of the Ministry of Magic were somewhat wary of it. "

"Uncle Genes, I have to say that the location we rented is really good." Leon smiled nonchalantly, "No matter which direction these people come from, we have enough time to deal with them."

"Master Lyon, now is not the time to joke." Genes said speechlessly, "I think we should leave here as soon as possible."

"No need, it might be more dangerous outside." Aaron said, snapping his fingers and applying a layer of illusion to the tent. The internal environment did not change at all, but from the outside it looked like a ruins that had been burned by fire.

"This illusion is really good, but it's just not enough." Leon sighed, then waved his wand, and the golden runes formed a circle, surrounding the tent.

"This is the spell I am most accustomed to using. Whether it is the wizards who are running for their lives or the dark wizards, they will subconsciously ignore this place."

"You can't fool a wizard stronger than you."

"Isn't this your illusion? I'm just adding a layer of insurance." Leon said casually, and then looked at Adrian, "Sister, do you think you need to make some additions?"

"No need." Adrian said calmly, "If they are discovered, just kill them all."

Hearing this, Aaron and Leon's hearts trembled, and they both swallowed.

"But there are many of them, so we may not be our opponents!"

"Don't I know you well?" Adrian rolled his eyes, "If you weren't sure, you would have run away long ago. It would be easier to fish in troubled waters with a large army, wouldn't it?"

"That's what I say, but..."

"No but, Otto may help you set up a defensive barrier, but Klein focuses on attack. If you are discovered, I will take you out."

The two looked at each other, and then unanimously set their sights on Jeans.

"Don't look at me like that, I can't fight so many people."

"Cut!"×3.

This is just a lie to a three-year-old child, but the three of them are not ordinary people and are not easy to fool.

"Okay!" Jeans shrugged, "It's impossible to fight. It's okay for me alone, but you are all here. If something happens to me, I will definitely be responsible for my death.

So...if you are discovered, I will buy time while you ride Abe away. "

After the words fell, Abe, who was napping on the table, rubbed his longan blankly, then turned over and continued to sleep.

"This is inappropriate!" Aaron said with a smile.

"Master, I'm not joking. I can't risk your safety at all."

"Okay! I respect your decision." Aaron shrugged. Abe had grown to ten meters long and was a qualified young dragon. It would be no problem to carry the three of them away.

If anyone who doesn't have eyes wants to stop him, let him sneeze. The holy dragon's wake-up breath is also very scary.

...

The environment inside and outside the tent was completely different. There were flames and screams outside, but it was quiet and peaceful inside.

Aaron was petting the dragon, Leon was reading a book, and Adrian was sitting at the window, sipping tea and admiring the full moon outside. Only Jeans stood guard vigilantly, fearing that he would be caught off guard by those dark wizards.

Fortunately, their disguise was very successful. Almost all the 100,000 wizards in the entire venue ran away, and the dark wizards did not notice them.

At this time, a huge green skull pattern appeared in the night sky, and a python emerged from the sky of the skull, making a terrifying roar.

"The Dark Mark." Adrian frowned slightly, "After disappearing for more than ten years, it seems that the Dark Lord has found a way to regain his strength."

"According to this, those people should be Death Eaters." Leon said, "I didn't expect Voldemort to be able to summon so many people to cause trouble in the Quidditch World Cup."

"It's normal." Aaron sighed, "Since he decided to return, he has to be more high-profile."

"Master." Genes looked at Aaron with a dark face and dissatisfaction, "You can't be so willful in the future. It's very dangerous, really dangerous."

"Danger?" Aaron sneered disdainfully, "Compared to what I experienced last year, this can only be regarded as a small scene."

Hearing this, Jeans' mouth twitched slightly, "Even so, no crisis can be underestimated."

“I understand, but it’s not a problem for our lineup to return intact.

After all, the four of us... can apparate, right? "

"Harry."

"Harry, where are you?"

Ron and Hermione's voices came from outside, and several people in the tent focused on Aaron.

He seems to be your friend, and it's up to you whether you want to go out and help.

Snapped!

Aaron patted his forehead speechlessly, "He is quite miserable. There are more than 100,000 wizards, and he is the only one who is lost.

Help me find them. Those dark wizards have all left. It’s okay to go out now. "

None of them raised any objections and walked out of the tent one after another.

Aaron winked at Abe, who suddenly understood and smelled the smell in the air.

After following it for a few minutes, they found an unconscious Harry Potter in a clearing.

"Tsk!" Leon smacked his lips, looking at a rotten wooden pile on the side and the footprints on Harry's body, and calmly analyzed, "First he tripped, and then... conservatively estimated, he was stepped on by people who were fleeing in a hurry. At least four feet.”

"Wake him up!" Adrian said angrily, "What are you doing standing still?"

Aaron took out his wand and pointed it at Harry's face, "Clear spring like water."

"Ahem!"

Cold water hit his face, and Harry opened his eyes drowsily.

He looked at the few acquaintances in front of him and stood up after a while.

Before he could speak, Ron and Hermione hurried over, "Harry, we've been looking for you for a long time, and we thought we couldn't find you!"

"Thank you." Harry said happily, then looked at the green skull swallowing a python in the sky, "What is that?"

"The Dark Mark." Leon looked at Harry Potter meaningfully, "Harry Potter, I'm starting to wonder about your next fate. It must be very interesting."

Hearing this, Harry couldn't help but tremble, and inexplicably felt a burning pain coming from the scar on his head.