"Morsmorder!"

The sound of the spell didn't attract much attention, but the effect of the spell greatly stimulated the nerves of the wizards.

A cloud of green light rushed high into the air from the other side of the ruins, like a green line, connecting the ground to the sky.

While everyone's attention was on how to escape, in the next second, a huge green skull appeared in the dark clouds.

It was like a cloud of mist, a huge skeleton, made up of countless turquoise star-like things, and a large python emerged from the skull's mouth like a tongue.

The wizards present suddenly seemed to have been under a petrification spell, and these wizards looked at the sky in disbelief, whether they were wizards who had experienced it or not, but through the elaboration of the ancestors, there were legends about the mark of the black devil, and there were about the strength of that person, which was remembered by the wizarding world.

The exceptions to these are sealed in the deepest part of the library, along with the ancient darkness.

Like a light constellation in the sky, symbolizing calamity and destruction, the green skull injected the deepest fear into everyone's hearts.

These were all done by Voldemort's minions.

That symbol of fear lit up half of the sky, half of the ruins.

Sirius stood silently atop the ruins, Fleur was coming, Harry was hovering in the sky, and there was a mess in front of them.

The ruins, which had buried Verlin and Hermione together, were all in harmony with the skulls in the sky, both for the characters and for the scenery.

It's like a picture scroll, which gives rise to the illusion that they are one.

Harry and a few people fell from the sky, and they stood next to Sirius.

Harry's forehead began to ache with burning heat, like the way he saw Voldemort when he had a nightmare, or hear his voice and see a flash of green light.

Anything about Voldemort was the cause of the scar's pain for Harry.

This made Harry very helpless, like a sword hanging in his heart all the time.

"That's ......"

"Dark Mark ......," Ron said with a trembling voice.

"It's the mark of that man, which only he and his followers will use, and it's their mark, this gang of Death Eaters. Sirius gasped.

It was an event planned by the Death Eaters, the crumbs, and Sirius knew that Voldemort wasn't really dead.

He had to talk to Dumbledore.

Obviously, the wizards behind him also knew about this kind of thing, and there were legends about that symbol and that person.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, and before the female wizard let out a long scream, the crowd erupted into an even bigger commotion, worse than the previous one.

This is Voldemort and his followers, and this is enough for everyone to express their fears without reservation.

"You guys, go and keep order. A grim-looking wizard squeezed out of the crowd.

Percy was one step ahead, and Barty Crouch was his idol.

All the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic began to move closer here.

In fact, they've been going here before, but it's not so urgent.

The Ministry of Magic simply doesn't have enough people.

Harry had seen a large number of wizards disappear into thin air, and then appear not far away, and too many people were always prone to accidents.

Harry had the good fortune to meet the wizard who had left some of the stickers behind, but no one could save him.

If you usually see such a scene, some people would pay attention and feel scared, but tonight there was too much excitement, this venue has collapsed more than half under the magic of Van Lin, and the death of an individual, this is no longer a notable thing.

It seems that Mr. Crouch is struggling to maintain order, and at such a juncture, the Ministry of Magic restraint is useless.

Fudge took over his job, and at this point, it was time for the Minister of Magic to step up.

"All the remaining Aurors, follow me. Crouch walked over quickly, his expression serious, his wand in his hand.

The only part of the ruins is Sirius and Harry.

"Say, who summoned it. Crouch looked a little crazy, he was too far away to know the situation here.

"Calm down, these are children, even if they fall from the sky. ”

"Say, who the hell is ......" Barty Crouch grimaced, and he aimed his wand at several people around him.

"They were here before...... Rescue Van Lin!" Fleur walked over quickly, "The Dark Mark can't have been sent by them. ”

"Are you...... Mei Wa?"

"Meiwa blood. Fleur replied.

Barty Crouch doesn't seem entirely convinced, and he still points to a few children.

"That's enough, Barty!" Sirius said gruffly, "they don't even know what it's all about, it's hard for me to summon it, or to be crushed underneath to fight the Dark Wizard, not to mention Harry Potter." ”

"Harry Potter?" Barty Crouch was slightly stunned, he fixed his eyes, the lightning scar could not fool people.

Barty Crouch nodded, he just asked, there was Sirius here, it wasn't ...... at all

"All Aurors, follow me over there. Barty Crouch said.

Everyone followed, but Sirius didn't move.

"I'm going to stay here, and Van Lin is still pressed down below. Sirius grimaced.

Crouch paused, he didn't think the boy would survive, he had seen some of the previous battles, but he was outside the arena, haunted by a few vampires.

"Wait a minute...... Mr. Crouch......" Harry said quickly, "I don't think you need to chase after you, I saw a man over there in the ruins. ”

Harry pointed to the other side of the ruins, "The spell was supposed to have been cast by him, but it was soon gone. ”

"Gone?"

"Phantom Shifter!" Harry affirmed.

"This can't ......," said one of the Aurors, "there's a magic circle here, forbidden ......"

"This damn magic array is useless, I can apparition at any time now, and you're blind," Sirius called out unceremoniously.

The Auror was stunned for a moment, and then he realized his mistake, but the Auror was still a little angry at Sirius.