In the stands of the Quidditch Stadium, Wang Yong's women surrounded a person in the center at this time, and even Amelia was watching anxiously next to her, Wang Yong had not appeared at this time, and everyone felt abnormal. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Twenty minutes ago, a group of people entered the center of the maze with broomsticks and found Fleur who had been hit by the obstacle charm, as well as the vanishing trophy and the same vanished Wang Yong and Potter.

A shadow hangs over everyone.

At this time, the Quidditch pitch was slightly noisy, as if the sky had completely darkened at this time, as if waiting for a terrible truth to come.

At this time, Xue suddenly felt a headache, his face turned blue, and he almost fainted.

Susan held her tightly in her arms.

The calm on his face was gone, a kind of anxious concern. Of course, she knew about Snow's prophetic powers.

This happens......

She didn't dare to think about it anymore......

Ginny crouched next to her and grabbed one of Xue's hands, with a calm anger on her face, who designed Wang Yong, she would use everything to retaliate.

Xue felt very uncomfortable at this time, a lot of future fragments, desperately squeezed into her mind, very uncomfortable, her head hurt and was about to crack, and she kept wanting to vomit.

She really wanted to snap and close herself, but she couldn't, what she accepted was information about Wang Yong, a fragment of Brother Yong, and she tried her best to see more.

Suddenly, Snow's eyes widened in horror: "Green light, I see a lot of green light......"

A splinter stabbed violently into her spiritual sea, and she fainted, a faint streak of blood flowing out of her nose.

Ginny busily wiped her robe.

"Green Light...... Green light? Isn't that the Avada Curse? "Susan felt the world spin and then she didn't know anything......

The two of them suddenly fell unconscious, and this piece was a mess.

Amelia, Akihara, Hermione, and Ginny were also grief-stricken, but they still tried their best to keep their composure, and everything may not have happened yet, and there was no result.

Tang Zichen didn't know what was wrong with them, but he also had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he still tried his best to maintain the overall situation.

Dumbledore, Cornelius Fudge, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Snape were all pacing around the field, waiting, hoping that maybe the Portkey would return.

Beads of sweat were falling from Fudge's face at this time.

He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it, and soon the handkerchief was completely soaked.

Snape suddenly strode forward and walked up to Dumbledore and Fudge, lifting the left sleeve of his robe as he went. He held out his arm to show the two of them, and Fudge flinched back in horror.

"See," Snape said hoarsely, "see." Mark of the Dark Magic. It was charred black. Every Death Eater bears the imprint of Voldemort. It was a way for the Death Eaters to identify each other, and a code for Voldemort to summon them back to him. When he touches the mark of a Death Eater, we must immediately apparition and appear beside him. Over the years, this mark has become more and more apparent. The same is true of Karkarov's. ”

"And then?" Fudge stepped back from Snape again.

He kept shaking his head, as if he didn't even hear what Snape was saying. His eyes widened, apparently frightened by the ugly mark on Snape's arm, and then he looked up at Dumbledore and whispered, "Dumbledore, what are you guys up to?" Will you conjure Wang Yong and Harry right away? The Triwizard Tournament is over! ”

Dumbledore's face was already gloomy and dripping, and he looked at Snape, waiting for his next words.

"He's resurrected, he's resurrected, Voldemort ......" Snape said slowly, an inexplicable glint in his eyes.

"Crazy! You're all crazy! Fudge shook his head desperately, "No matter what tricks you guys do, I'm going back to the Ministry of Magic!" ”

At this time, Amelia strode forward, her eyes were red, and her body seemed to be trembling slightly, but she grabbed Fudge's arm: "Fudge! You've just heard Barty Crouch Jr.'s testimony, do you want to refuse to admit reality? ”

"I ...... I ......" Fudge shuddered and closed his eyes.

Of course he heard what Barty Crouch Jr. said?

They've been carrying out their crazy plan to resurrect that demon all year long.

How he wished that what was in front of him was just a farce, that he could close his eyes and go back to the peaceful yesterday, but—

He knew, he knew he was all finished, he was all finished, everything he had done to whitewash the peace was all finished.

He already knew what was going on, he just didn't want to accept it, he just ......

"Bang!" A figure appeared on the grass with a three-strong cup.

Harry was woken up from his stupor, and a wave of sound overwhelmed him, bewildering, and there were sounds everywhere, footsteps, shouting...... He frowned tightly, as if it was a nightmare that would soon pass......

A pair of large strong hands grabbed him and turned him over.

"Harry, Harry!"

He opened his eyes.

In front of him was a starry night sky, and Albus Dumbledore crouched in front of him. Surrounded by black and oppressive figures, they all crowded towards him. Harry could feel the ground under his head shake slightly with their footsteps.

He had returned to the edge of the labyrinth and could see the high stands around him, with people walking on them and stars twinkling overhead.

Harry let go of the trophy as he grabbed Dumbledore's wrist, whose face was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred.

"He's back," Harry whispered, "Voldemort he's back." ”

"What's wrong? What happened? ”

Cornelius Fudge's upside-down face appeared in front of Harry, his face pale and terrified.

A blonde-haired woman desperately squeezed in front of him, her face nervous and anxious, even with a little despair: "What about Wang Yong?" What about Yong? ”

Harry looked at the starry sky above his head and said with difficulty, "Wang Yong fought Voldemort and killed a lot of Death Eaters. Then Voldemort used me to coerce him......"

"And then!" The blonde woman was even more anxious, and grabbed Harry's shoulders with both hands, making him feel a pain.

"Calm down, Amelia." Dumbledore said, he understood the feeling.

They were all very anxious at this time, and they all hoped to ......

Harry shook his head with a wry smile, a hint of self-deprecation flashing across his face, "He didn't agree, and then Voldemort recited to me what Arvada had claimed......"

"The mysterious man said to you that Avada asked for his life?! Then you're not dead! Fudge scoffed, "I told you, Hogwarts is a bunch of liars right now!" ”

But there was a glint in Dumbledore's eyes.

"Where's Wang Yong?!" Tears were already dripping from Amelia's eyes.

"I passed out after being hit by the Avada Curse, and I don't know what happened." Harry said.