"What the hell is going on with those kids, why don't they follow?" Fudge said, frowning. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the crowd, he looked back at the Evan and the others who remained in place.

"Maybe you're stupid, or arrogant enough to think you can handle the situation!" Lucius replied in a sleek voice, "Minister, let's get out of here!"

"That kid is important, we have to keep him safe!" Fudge said with annoyance, "Dumbledore spoke to me about this the other day, and I can't believe it could happen at the World Cup." Think about it, tomorrow morning the Daily Prophet will publish this riot with the biggest headline, and the whole world will laugh at us as much as they want!"

"This is what you British call a defense!" said a heavy voice, "what an eye-opener!"

"It's been years since that man fell and disappeared, and this kind of ...... hasn't been seen," Fudge suddenly stopped, looked at the Bulgarian Minister of Magic beside him, and said in astonishment, "Do you speak English?"

The other party nodded disdainfully and sped forward to run for his life.

"You know English, and you make me here all day!" Fudge said annoyedly.

"That's an interesting thing!" said the Bulgarian minister, shrugging his shoulders.

"Damn, these guys are playing all of us like fools......"

"Let's go, Minister," Lucius whispered, "and the thugs down there could rush up at any moment. ”

"But ......"

"Your safety and the safety of these VIPs are the most important thing right now, Blake and the others will be coming over right away and taking those kids away!"

By this time, they had reached the main staircase of the aisle.

The sounds of explosions, screams, and fights were close to them, and Keresis was advancing very fast.

Although the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic did their best to stop them, in this case, there was no way to stop them

Fudge nodded palely, and blended into the panicked crowd with the others.

At this time, there were only a few of them left in the box.

Everyone was staring at Aven, waiting for him to come up with an idea.

"Aven, are you going to make a big deal?!" Fred said excitedly.

"A duel with a real dark wizard is something I've always dreamed of!" followed George.

"You're crazy, there are more than a dozen masked men ready to rush up, we have no chance of winning!" Ron said in a panic, "I don't understand, why don't we go with the minister, they are all professional Aurors......"

"It's full of dark wizards down there, it's not safe to just run out!" Evan said quickly.

He didn't explain much, and in any case, Harry couldn't just go out like that.

Keresis's target was Harry, and he wouldn't let them go.

"Is it safe to stay here?!"

"I have a better idea, and if it works, it can help us escape. ”

Evan waved his wand, and the small door in the box slammed shut.

As he moved, all the seats flew up and blocked the door, completely blocking the place.

"What's the idea?" Ron asked in a panic.

Sensing the danger that was getting closer, everyone was nervous.

Evan blocked the exit, meaning they had no way out.

They are like turtles in an urn now, and when those dark wizards rush up, they can only fight to the death.

"We can ride broomsticks, it's safest!" said Aven, "those dark wizards can't fly to the sky." ”

"But there's no broomstick here!" said Harry, looking around in surprise.

Under the reflection of the strong light, the small box can be seen at a glance.

There was nothing here except that glittering Quidditch trophy.

"We need a little help, hopefully they'll come down!" said Aven, pointing his wand at the sky.

The end of his wand glowed several times in a row, rushing into the sky like fireworks, attracting everyone's attention.

The commotion in the playing field suddenly stopped, and everyone looked up at the box.

"Loud voice!" shouted Aven, pointing his wand to his throat like Ludo.

In the next second, his words resounded through the entire gymnasium like thunder.

"Come down, we need help!" Evan exclaimed, looking at the Quidditch players hovering overhead.

They still hadn't figured out what was going on below, they just flew high in the air in a daze.

Hearing the shouts, both the Irish and Bulgarian Quidditch players hesitated.

They kept spinning in the air, and no one flew over.

In the box, everyone's hearts were in their throats, and they understood Aven's plan.

Utilizing a broomstick to leave, this is indeed a brilliant idea.

But what if these guys above don't come down and don't save them?!

At this time, beneath the gymnasium, Sirius was wrestling with two vampires.

As soon as they fought, he knew where these guys came from, and he also knew that Voldemort had planned this matter.

He didn't know if Voldemort was targeting the Philosopher's Stone on Aven, or Harry?!

He wanted to go back, but the two guys on the other side were tightly wrapped around him, making him unable to separate.

"Damn!" Sirius roared, whirring his wand out a few spells.

He watched as Keresis led the other vampires quickly towards the box.

Near the exit of the stadium, a group of Beauxbatons students were fleeing in a hurry.

Among them, the figures of two girls stopped abruptly and looked up.

"It's Aven's voice, I can hear it!" said Gabley, delighted, "he's in that little box!"

"Evan Mason?!" Fleur looked up, vaguely able to see the boy.

That wasn't a good location, the destination of these troublesome dark wizards was obviously that little box, and they were about to rush to it.

Could it be that their purpose is Aven?!

"Sister, Evan is begging for help, we must go over and help him!" said Gabrielle anxiously, "Where is Madame Maxim?"

"We don't need to help, those people are already down!" Fleur said comfortingly, looking nervously at the top box.

In fact, there were a lot of people looking there besides her.

Everyone understands that that place is at the heart of tonight's events.

The box was full of high-ranking wizards, and perhaps these crazy dark wizards wanted to kidnap them and threaten the Ministry of Magic with something.

In the sky, hearing the cries for help from Evan and the others, Krum hesitated.

He immediately made up his mind, made a gesture to his teammates, and quickly flew towards the box.

Under his leadership, some players from the Bulgarian and Irish teams also approached quickly.

"Oh my God, they're coming!" Hermione shouted in surprise.

"Look, it's Krum, he's coming towards us!" Ron followed.

A few seconds later, the group flew into the box from the stands.

Everyone hurriedly thanked them and looked at the Quidditch players in disbelief.

Evan felt that as they came in, Keresis picked up speed.

Now, he's outside the box!(To be continued.) )