"Come out, Bellatrix."

Maca shook her wand, swept away the dust that had been stirred up around her, looked coldly at the down-and-out woman who had shrunk inside, and said calmly.

"What are you going to do!" Bellatrix flicked her long hair and stared at Maca with red eyes, her pupils flashing with crazy colors.

"Don't you want to come out?" Maca asked in a cold voice.

He doesn't have to pretend, in his current state, with a calm face and expressionless appearance, to live a big ...... who ignores all life Uh, little villain.

Although he has been growing his body recently, his childish appearance has exposed his age.

"Of course!" Bellatrix stood up suddenly, but kept looking at Maca's wand and said with a look of fear, "I've been waiting all the time...... Waiting for the host to pick me up! I always believed that the host would come! He will not forget his faithful servants! ”

"But...... And why are you letting me out? She looked at Maca as if she were looking at something extremely dangerous, and every second she was vigilant.

Maca took a step toward the side of the cell door, a cold smile on her face.

"I don't care what your master is up to, but there's no doubt that he's back—"

"What! Are you sure? Where is he? Bellatrix was shocked by the news, and she grabbed Maca's sleeve as if she had rushed over, ignoring the danger she was exuding all over her body.

"I'm taking you to meet him......" Maca didn't care about the dirty hands that gripped his sleeves, he just said nonchalantly, "Want to see him?" Do you want to get back to him—"

"Oh, I mean...... Tom Riddle. ”

"How dare you call the Dark Lord by his name! This is unforgivable——! Bellatrix reached out and wanted to slap Maca in the face.

The next moment, however, she was bounced off like a kite with a broken string and slammed into the wall.

"Then call him the Dark Lord...... "Maca said indifferently, "the name is just a code name - in my opinion, someone who changes his 'real name' casually...... Hmph......"

"Alright, keep up!" Maca didn't say much, turned around and walked to the other end of the hallway.

Not long after, when Maca appeared at the gates of Azkaban's fortress, there were already several people gathered behind him. Most of them looked sickly, and it seemed that "happiness" had been away from them for a long, long time......

But even so, the basic judgment of these guys is still somewhat remnant. If you can last that long in Azkaban, which of these people is not a strong-willed person?

But when they watched as Maca waved her hand and flapped the Dementors away, they didn't even use their wands. Whether it's crazy or a little sane, they can't help but be afraid of him.

In their eyes, Maca is simply a new generation of Dark Lord - even if Voldemort will always be irreplaceable in their hearts, the fear of power seems to leave a deep impression on them.

"Bang!"

Without saying a word, Maca raised her wand and released a bright fire, which exploded in the sky in an instant, tearing through the endless night over Azkaban.

In an instant, two figures, one large and one small, fluttered their wings from the distant sky, and when they got closer, everyone realized that it was actually a winged beast with the body of a hippoise and a surprisingly large owl.

It was Buckbeak, the eagle horse, who had been rescued by Maka, and his owl Marfa.

On Bakbeka's claws, carrying a large package, Maca removed the flame that was used as a signal, and used a levitation charm to retrieve the package.

"One by one, follow me to the Quidditch World Cup," Maca sneered, "let's make a good fuss!" I think your hosts will like it. ”

The package was opened, and a bunch of broomsticks and a number of identical-looking new wands were scattered all over the ground with a thud.

"For the Dark Lord!" Bellatrix shouted frantically, and around her, a chorus of echoed screams rang out.

Dark clouds were gathering in the distant sky, and it seemed that the rainstorm that had just stopped was about to fall on Azkaban again.

……

At this moment, Harry and the others were walking along the dark, damp path towards the village, and there was silence in all directions, except for their own footsteps.

As they passed through the village, the sky slowly brightened, and the darkness had gradually turned to a deep blue.

Harry's hands and feet froze. Mr. Weasley kept looking at his watch.

They began to climb the Weasel Mountain, and from time to time they tripped over hidden rabbit holes, or slipped on the black, slimy blades of grass, and could not breathe at all.

With each gasp, Harry felt a tingling pain in his chest and his legs couldn't move his feet, and that's when he finally found his feet on the ground.

"Yo," said Mr. Weasley, taking off his glasses and rubbing his jersey against him, panting, "yes, we're on time—ten minutes to go!" ”

Luna was the last to make it to the top, and she looked a little less fit - but Hermione, who was just in front of her, didn't seem much better.

"Now we just need to find the key to the door," said Mr. Weasley, putting on his glasses and squinting his eyes on the ground, "not very big...... Find out ......."

Everyone was about to disperse to look for it, but Luna reached out.

"There."

"Oh! Yes! Mr. Weasley turned his head and saw an old boot lying on the grass, "Miss Lovegood, your eyes are so sharp...... I think if you go to the Quidditch team, you'll be a good Seeker too! ”

At this time, on the other side of the mountaintop, the starlit night sky set off two tall figures.

"Amos!" Mr. Weasley said, smiling and striding over to the man who called him.

The others followed quickly.

Mr. Weasley shook hands with a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard, who held something in his other hand like an old moldy boot.

"Let me introduce you to you, this is Amos Diggory." Mr. Weasley said, "He works for the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control. This is his son Cedric, I think you all know each other, right? ”

Cedric Diggory, the current captain of the Hufflepuff House Quidditch team and the Seeker – they all know each other, of course.

It can be said that in fact, many people are secretly grateful to this captain! Because when he took office, the "scoring maniac" McClain finally stopped playing - everyone was speculating whether he and Maca had any grudges!

"Hi, hello." Cedric said, turning his head to look at everyone.

Everyone said "Hi", and even Fred and George, two members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, said hello naturally.

Although Cedric is also a strong Seeker, his performance is nothing compared to Maca.

"Come a long way, Arthur?" Cedric's father asked.

"It's all right," said Mr. Weasley, "we live on the other side of the village." What about you? ”

"Wake up at two o'clock, isn't it, Seid? To tell you the truth, I'd like him to pass the apparition exam sooner. But...... Nothing to complain about...... The Quidditch World Cup is a must-see, even if it's a pocket of Galleons – in fact, it does cost that much money to buy tickets. But I've finally managed to deal with it, and it's not too difficult...... "Amos?" Diggory looked kindly at the three Weasley brothers, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny, "Arthur, are these your children?" ”

"Oh no, the red-haired ones are." Mr. Weasley introduced them one by one, "This is Hermione, Ron's friend—this is Harry, and Ron's friend—"

"Oh my God," Amos's eyes widened suddenly, and he even interrupted Mr. Weasley to introduce Luna, "Harry? Harry Potter? ”

"Uh-yes." Harry said.

Harry had become accustomed to people staring at him curiously when they first met him, and to their immediate gaze on the scar on his forehead, but it always made him feel uncomfortable.

"Of course, Seid talked about you." "He told us about last year when he played you...... I said to him, and I said, "Seid, it's great that you can tell your grandchildren about this when you're old...... You defeated Harry Potter! ”

Harry didn't know what to answer, so he didn't say anything. Fred and George both frowned again.

"Harry fell off the broomstick, Daddy," Cedric muttered quietly, embarrassed, "and most of the points scored that day were due to McKellen's active ......"

"yes, but you didn't fall off, did you?" Amos said in a friendly and loud voice, patting his son on the back, "Our Seider has always been so modest and always gentlemanly...... But the one who wins is always the best, I'm sure Harry would say the same thing, right? As for that McLean, he obviously doesn't score as much as you! ”

"If Maca were a Seeker, she would probably be over in the blink of an eye......," Hermione muttered, "Well, I mean...... That's not very ornamental, is it? ”

"It's almost time," said Mr. Weasley, hurrying as he pulled out his pocket watch and looked at it, "do you know who we're waiting for, Amos?" ”

"No, the Fawcetts didn't get tickets," said Mr. Diggory, "and there's no one else in the area, are they?" ”

"As far as I know, no." Mr. Weasley said, "All right, there's one minute left...... We should all be in place......"

At 5:07, the people who put their fingers on the old boots disappeared in the blink of an eye as the space contracted.