After the inexplicable attack, the young people who liked to be lively did not go out again for the next few days, but stayed honestly in the luxury tent of the Malfoy family.

Especially when Harry Potter learned that Voldemort was likely to act unfavorably against himself and his friends, the whole person fell into a state of nervous tension, and even at night he would often be awakened by nightmares, and from time to time he touched the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead and fell into deep thought.

Apparently, the Dark Lord was using the connection between the two to snoop on the boy's privacy, trying to figure out what kind of attitude Zhang Cheng had towards Harry.

In his plan, killing the "boy who never died" has become the most direct and best way to celebrate his return.

After all, most stupid low-level wizards believe that it was this newborn baby who caused the Dark Lord, who is known as the most powerful British Lord, to suffer a humiliating defeat.

Only by killing Harry Potter can he prove to everyone, including the Death Eaters, that what happened more than ten years ago was nothing more than an accident, the result of his own carelessness.

Sadly, however, the plan has now run into a minor problem, and that is that allies of mysterious origins do not seem to be very supportive of this approach, and even make a statement in rather drastic ways.

But Zhang Cheng himself intriguingly ignored Voldemort's temptation, pretending that nothing had happened, continuing to cultivate trust and ambiguous relationships with Hermione, and by the way, taking the time to teach the girl some magical knowledge from other worlds.

And just like that, the days went by, and soon the day finally came for the Quidditch World Cup final.

Sitting in the VIP seat with the best view, Lucius Malfoy forced his composure until the surrounding audience was attracted by the fierce competition, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think he will do it at this time?"

"Now, in front of 100,000 spectators?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the crowded circular stadium and immediately shook his head with a smile. "As long as he's not completely insane, he wouldn't do such stupid things. You see, the most important thing to create panic and riots is to maintain a sense of mystery so that the people don't know who the enemy is, and then they will inevitably fall into a state of self-endangerment, and they will start to be suspicious of each other. Also, launching an attack during the day would reveal too many secrets, and if it were me, I would choose to do so in the dead of night. ”

"So, the attack will happen tonight?" Lucius was not stupid, and quickly guessed the time the Dark Lord had chosen to move.

After the tournament, wizards from all over the world will stay for a night at most, followed by the return journey.

If Voldemort really wants to make some big news, tonight is his last chance.

"That's right, watch the game, the whole British wizarding world will be a different scene after tonight, and you'll be very busy. ”

After saying these meaningful words, Zhang Cheng glanced at the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, who was not far away and was completely unaware of the situation, and showed an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

It won't be long before this old man, obsessed with power, status, and wealth, becomes the sharpest sword he can use against Albus Dumbledore.

......

With enthusiastic cheers and cheers, the 422nd World Cup Final finally came to a successful conclusion, and the Irish team narrowly defeated Bulgaria to lift the trophy, which symbolizes the highest honor in the wizarding world.

Thankfully, England and Scotland were eliminated from England and Scotland, the two teams representing England, otherwise who knows if there would have been an international press show in this land of football hooligans.

However, this has nothing to do with Zhang Cheng, and in fact his attention has never been attracted by the so-called "competition".

When the revelry, which had lasted for most of the night, was over and people were returning to their tents to rest, the attacks and riots were intended.

Voldemort's subordinates, this time without any disguise, first launched a huge Dark Mark directly into the sky, summoning those Death Eaters hidden among ordinary people, followed by a team, and began to frantically attack the law enforcement officers originally used by the Ministry of Magic to maintain order.

In just a few dozen minutes, at least six or seven people died on the spot, more than 30 were seriously injured, and more than 100 were seriously injured.

Even in the world of ordinary people, this can be considered a terrorist attack that shocked the whole world, not to mention that the number of wizards is much smaller.

Listening to the screams of panic and pain in the distance, Zhang Cheng sighed slightly and sighed: "A new round of wizarding wars has finally officially begun!"

"Yes! The Death Eaters have suppressed it for too long, and they have endured it for too long, and soon the British wizarding world will be bleeding. Lucius clasped one of his arms tightly and nodded.

As a member of the Death Eaters, he could clearly feel the Dark Mark engraved on his arm at this moment, a violent burning sensation, a sign that the Dark Lord was summoning his men.

"Teacher, what do we need to do next?" asked Harry Potter cautiously.

"We, we don't have to do anything, just be patient. You see, Voldemort wasn't a patient man......"

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, a masked man suddenly appeared out of thin air, touched his chest with one hand, bowed, and said in a magically disguised voice, "Good evening, Your Excellency." On behalf of the great Dark Lord, I extend an invitation to you, who is eager to speak with you face-to-face about Harry Potter. ”

"Oh, he actually has the guts to see me!" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in a slightly surprised manner.

He won't forget that the last time they met, the other party specially made a magic mirror to hide his true location in order to prevent accidents.

"The Dark Lord has nothing to fear! even death will one day be conquered by him. Please come with me, he doesn't like to wait. With that, the masked man raised his wand and prepared to cast a shapeshift.

Just when Zhang Cheng was about to walk over and let the other party complete the teleportation with him, he suddenly found that Hermione didn't know when he was pulling his clothes, and his eyes revealed nervousness and concern.

Seeing this scene, he bent down and kissed the girl on the forehead, smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, dear, I'll be fine." “

"Be careful! I'll be here waiting for you to come back!"

"I'll be back before dawn at the latest, I promise. ”

As the last word fell, Zhang Cheng grabbed the sleeve of the strange man and disappeared with a brush.

Next Second......

He appeared directly in an old house that exuded a strong decaying atmosphere, the floor and decoration around it had not been maintained for an unknown amount of time, hung with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs, and the lighting equipment did not even have electric lights, only two candles that emitted a faint light.