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"Stop!

A familiar voice of four people shouted:

"That's my son!

In the crowd, Mr. Weasley walked briskly, looking terrified. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ron-Harry-"

His voice trembled a little,

"Hermione, and Enlightenment—are you all alright?"

Mr. Weasley looked at the four of them carefully, looking horrified and worried.

"Get out of the way, Arthur. ”

A cold, emotionless voice said.

Barty Crouch walked up behind Mr. Weasley and looked coldly at the four of them with a scrutinizing gaze over his shoulder.

Soon, the other wizards gathered around, and it seemed that they were all officials of the Ministry of Magic.

"Which of you did this? Which of you conjured up the Dark Mark?"

Barty Crouch asked sharply, his sharp eyes sweeping over the four of Qiming.

"We don't!"

Harry said, pointing to the skull mark.

"We didn't do anything!"

Ron also said, looking at his father angrily and asking:

"Why are you attacking us?"

"Don't lie, sir!"

Barty Crouch said, still holding his wand in his hand, pointing the tip of the wand at Ron as he spoke.

"You were found at the scene of the crime!"

"We didn't!

Ron, as if frightened by Barty Crouch's wand, denied it.

Seeing this, Mr. Weasley immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously:

"You four, where did this mark come from?"

"Over there,"

Hermione said scaredly, pointing to the place where they had heard the sound before,

"There's someone behind the tree—he, and he says a spell—"

"Oh, he's right behind the tree, isn't he?"

Barty Crouch said, looking at Hermione suspiciously,

"He also recited a spell? You seem to know how to conjure up the mark, miss?"

Hearing that Barty Crouch was still holding on to the four of them, a hint of anger appeared on Mr. Weasley's face, and he said loudly:

"Alright, Barty, they're just kids!"

"Kid, yes! Kid!"

Mr. Weasley's words seemed to make Mr. Crouch think of something, and he pointed to Qiming and said:

"He's not a kid. ”

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Qiming, and looked him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, as if he saw some evidence of a crime.

"Sir, out of all the people, it seems that you are the only one who has not defended yourself......"

At this moment, a ministry official standing in the back row inadvertently whispered to his colleague beside him:

"That iron armor spell just now actually blocked the coma spell of more than 20 of us at once, it's really strong!"

And his voice, which happened to be heard by Barty Crouch in the front row, immediately reminded him of something, and an eager expression appeared on his face, and asked:

"You four, who put that spell just now, who is that iron armor spell?"

"It's me. ”

Qiming took a long time, shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said.

Seeing this, Barty Crouch's cold face finally showed a triumphant smile, and he pointed his wand at Qiming and said:

"Sir, I think you need to go with us to the Ministry!"

Mr. Weasley's mouth immediately opened wide, his eyes went back and forth between Qiming and Mr. Crouch, and finally exclaimed:

"Barty, you don't think it's him, do you?"

Mr. Crouch did not look back, his eyes were still firmly fixed on Qiming, and said:

"He's an adult! And you've seen the Iron Spell before, it's powerful enough to cast that mark! He's perfectly capable of conjuring that mark!"

"But, it can't be him!"

Weasley said eagerly.

"Why?"

Mr. Crouch finally turned around and asked in a low voice.

"You've probably heard of him, this kid, he's going to Hogwarts this year!"

Mr. Weasley quickly explained.

"It's him!"

A group of wizards immediately discussed, pointing at Qiming, as if they were very curious about Qiming, and several eyes looked at Qiming's whole body unscrupulously.

"Then it's clear that it won't be the four of them who will conjure up the Dark Mark. ”

A female official in the ministry said, drawing echoes. These officials of the Ministry of Magic didn't believe that the three Harry had conjured up the Dark Mark, and now that Qiming was a new Hogwarts student and had just been exposed to magic, no one would teach him such a spell.

However, Barty Crouch remained unyielding, frowning, and hesitantly:

"But his Iron Armor?"

"I think that's probably the reason why Dumbledore accepted this kid out of the ordinary, isn't it? With such a powerful magic, no magic school would let go of such a good seedling, even if he is a little older-"

It was the female official who spoke, wearing a woolen dressing gown and a kind face.

Qiming had read the novel, and this woman should not be a famous character in the book, because he had no impression at all, and should be just an ordinary Ministry of Magic official, which surprised Qiming a little.

has been fighting in the reincarnation world for many years, and all he has encountered is deceit, you fight for me, and now he is a little uncomfortable when he sees an unrelated person speaking for him.

But after thinking about it, Qiming laughed a little again. Although there is no shortage of dangers in the world of "Harry Potter", it is still much more stable than the horror movie world he has experienced.

The people in this world, except for those Death Eaters who are full of blood debts, most of the rest are ordinary people, even if these people can use magic, but they are just ordinary people, there are naturally good people and bad people in it, and it is normal for someone to be willing to speak for him.

Seeing this, Barty Crouch couldn't pursue it anymore, so he had to give up his entanglement with Qiming.

Qi Ming smiled coldly, if in normal times, there was such a plot character who dared to speak to him like this, he would have died a long time ago, and now he is not in strength, but he will not be manipulated by others. It's just that, according to the normal plot, Barty Crouch obviously doesn't live long, and Qiming disdains to entangle with a dead man.

Seeing that all four of them had cleared their suspicions, Mr. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately afterward, he said:

"Quick, that wood, Hermione said just now, then she heard the spell in that wood. ”

Hearing Mr. Weasley's words, the group of Ministry of Magic officials immediately suddenly raised their wands in their hands one by one, aimed them in the direction that Hermione was pointing at, and squinted their eyes to peek into the dark trees.

"It's useless, he's already apparitioned. ”

It was the female official who spoke.

"I don't think so, our master of conjuring the mark of the Dark Devil must have burrowed into this bush, and we will probably catch him!"

A wizard with a short brown beard said it was Amos Diggory, Cedric's father.

The rest of the matter has nothing to do with Enlightenment, until Cedric's father drags Barty Crouch's house-elf out of the woods, Twinkle.

"That's my wand!"

Harry shouted.

Twilight was being dragged out of the woods with a wand in his hand, and at first Harry didn't recognize it as his, until the last spell on the wand was checked with the Flashback Charm, and a magic mark identical to the Dark Mark in the sky erupted from the tip of the wand, and Harry recognized his wand at first glance.

"You mean, you changed it?"

Cedric's father looked at Harry, suspicious.

"Look who you're talking to, Amos!"

Mr. Weasley snapped,

"Harry Potter conjures up the Dark Mark?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, of course not...... It's me who gets dizzy. ”

Mr. Diggory immediately shook his head and said.

Qiming stood aside, sneering and watching the officials of the Ministry of Magic compare and fight, and in the end, everyone failed to find out who conjured the Dark Mark, and Barty Crouch directly expelled his house-elf in order to clear his suspicion.

The group followed Mr. Weasley back to the camp, and everyone gathered in their tents to talk about what had just happened.

Hermione said angrily:

"How could he do that! They didn't treat her like a human being, and Mr. Diggory kept calling her 'Goblin'...... And Mr. Crouch, who fired her even though he knew she wasn't doing it! He didn't care how scared Twilight was, he didn't treat her like a human being!"

"Some people will do anything to keep their place, Hermione. I think Barty Crouch is such a person, you should have seen how he behaved today, he is this kind of person, this kind of person, for the sake of his official position, he will even deny his relatives......"

Qiming said meaningfully.

Hearing Qiming's words, Mr. Weasley was a little restless, obviously, Qiming's words reminded him of something, and he couldn't help but look at Qiming suspiciously, wondering if Qiming's words were unintentional or intentional.

Of course, Qiming wouldn't let him see it, and after saying this, he sat there, not saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking, which made Mr. Weasley helpless.

Percy opened his mouth, as if to refute what Qiming said, and in his eyes, his current boss, Barty Crouch, was a god.

However, even if he tried his best, he couldn't think of any words to prove that Qiming's words were problematic.

And so the crowd kept arguing until Mr. Weasley stood up.

"Listen, it's getting late, if your mom hears about these things, she'll be absolutely worried, we've got to hurry, it's dawn in a few hours, go to bed, we'll have to get up early tomorrow to gather, the portkey won't wait for anyone!"

The next day, everyone was woken up early by Weasley's life, because of what happened last night, Mr. Weasley no longer bothered with any Muggle secrecy, he just wanted to take everyone away as soon as possible, so he directly waved his wand, and the two tents ran into the backpack by himself.

When they reached the edge of the camp, they saw Mr. Ropicz standing at the door of his little stone house, looking strange and in a trance.

He waved at the crowd and muttered a muttered "Merry Christmas".

"He'll be fine,"

Mr. Weasley strode toward the swamp as he explained:

"Sometimes, when a person's memory is modified, he makes a little mistake for a while, and it's such a big deal, but he recovers quickly, don't worry. ”

Qiming smiled coldly without a trace, no one knows better than him how serious the damage to his mental power is, if there is no miracle, this poor Muggle will not fully recover in this life, maybe with the passage of time will become more sober than now, but it will definitely not completely return to normal, because his mental power has been irreparably damaged, and this is the consequence of modifying his memory.

They approached the place where the key was placed, and there were already many people around. After last night's events, no one wanted to stay in this area for even a second longer, and they were clamoring to leave as soon as possible.

The crowd waited in line for nearly an hour, and finally got an old tire just as the sun was just rising.

In the glimmer of dawn, they disappeared in place, appearing on the stoat mountain.

They walked along the wet path towards the Burrow. Along the way, no one spoke, everyone only slept for a few hours last night, and now they are all exhausted.

They turned a corner, and the Burrow came into view, and Mrs. Weasley was waiting for them at the end of the road, and as soon as she saw the crowd, she immediately ran away.

"Oh, thank goodness!

She threw her arms around Mr. Weasley's neck, and the Daily Prophet slipped from her hand to the ground.

Qiming bent down to pick up the newspaper, only to see the headline on the front page:

"Horrors at the Quidditch World Cup",

It is accompanied by a photo of the Black Devil mark, which is dynamic, and the snake is emerging from the hideous skull.

"You're all alive,"

Mrs. Weasley said in horror, her red eyes looking at everyone one by one.

"The newspaper said that an hour after the incident, several bodies were lifted out of the trees!"

"Nonsense!"

Mr. Weasley said angrily,

"Who did this report? Nothing at all! Qiming, show me the newspaper. ”

Qiming handed the newspaper over, and Mr. Weasley hurried through the first page as the others looked over his shoulder.

"I knew! Rita Skeeter! This woman—"

Mr. Weasley opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something nasty, but he held back.

"This woman is specifically against the Ministry of Magic!"

Percy said angrily.

The group entered the Burrow, squeezed into the small kitchen, and sat down at the table, where Mrs. Weasley brought the breakfast that had already been prepared.

Mr. Weasley hastily put breakfast into his mouth, and immediately stood up and said to Mrs. Weasley:

"Molly, I need to go to the ministry, I must be needed there. ”

Percy also stood up and said:

"I'll go with you, Daddy, Mr. Crowk must have everyone in place, and I can give him my crucible report myself. ”

With that, Percy rushed out of the kitchen.

"But Arthur, you're still on vacation! This has nothing to do with your office, they can handle it without you, can they?"

Mrs. Weasley said immediately.

"I must go, Molly,"

Mr. Weasley said,

"It must be crazy over there. ”

After saying that, Mr. Weasley did not wait for Mrs. Weasley's answer, and walked out of the dining room.

At this moment, Harry stood up and suddenly asked:

"Mrs. Weasley, did Hedwig bring me the letter?"

"Hedwig?"

Mrs. Weasley's mind was still on her husband, and she said in a trance,

"No, dear, no, not a letter has been received. ”

Seeing this, Harry immediately glanced meaningfully at Ron and Hermione, and said:

"Ron, can I go to your room and clean up my things. ”

"Okay...... I'll go too. ”

Ron replied without hesitation,

"Hermione, what about you?"

Hearing Harry's question, Hermione obviously hesitated, and glanced at Qiming, who was still sitting at the table, eating breakfast slowly, as if she wanted Harry to call Qiming too, but Harry shook his head at her vaguely.

Seeing this, the girl could only nod and said:

"Okay. ”

Immediately, she stood up and left the kitchen with Harry and Ron, and went upstairs.

After the three of them left, Qiming didn't move, still sitting there, eating breakfast quietly, as if he didn't notice anything.