Not long after Fudge arrived on the scene, the good news arrived.

The Nigerian giant elephant was pacified, the black mark in the air was gone, and Harry and Ron came with bruised noses and swollen faces, followed by Malfoy, who was also blue and purple.

Obviously, even when it was so dangerous, they didn't forget to fight.

Hermione and Ginny were in a huff, and they taught Harry and Ron and the giggling twins a good lesson, which made Malfoy laugh a lot.

But he didn't laugh long, and the appearance of old Malfoy made him wilt directly.

More and more people gathered, everyone with a sense of joy and fear, some of the Ministry of Magic personnel were keeping order, but no one listened to them.

When something like this happens on the night after a Quidditch World Cup final, there's always someone who has to bear the wrath of the people.

They didn't dare to confront the upper echelons of the Ministry of Magic, and these low-level staff members naturally became scapegoats.

"Let's go back." Looking at the mess, Ike said.

"But Mr. Weasley told us to wait for him here." Before Hermione could speak, Harry hesitated.

Ike gave him a deep look, then turned to Hermione and said, "The Ministry of Magic must be busy tonight, Mr. Weasley, they don't know when they'll be able to come over." ”

"It's too noisy here, Ginny can stay with you, we'll live in the living room and mine."

"Trust me, our tent is the safest."

Looking at Ginny, who was obviously sleepy, and Harry Ron, who had a blue nose and a swollen face, Hermione finally nodded in agreement.

All the way back, I saw Ike's tent very clearly. Some of the surrounding people were still on fire, and some people were constantly extinguishing the fire with spells, but Ike was unscathed.

Once inside, Hermione dragged Ginny into her room, and the boys discussed, Harry and Ron slept in Ike's room, and Ike and the twins squeezed into the living room.

They weren't worried that Mr. Weasley wouldn't find him when he returned, and Ike had told a few people from the Ministry of Magic before leaving. With the celebrity Harry here, no one wouldn't want to do such a small favor.

I didn't sleep so soundly this night, and I woke up very early. Ike found the rest of the milk and bread, and simply gave everyone a cushion.

No one complained about the shabby breakfast, in fact they didn't have much appetite, but Ike ate his fill, and Hermione finished her share at his urging.

After a short rest, I went out. Wait for Ike to put away his tent and walk towards the Weasley's tent together.

When they arrived, only Bill and Charlie were there, and Mr. Weasley went out early in the morning.

"We've been looking for you for a long time, and then it was Professor McGonagall who told Dad that you told were too busy to forget." Bill said.

"I'm sorry, I just think they need a good break after something like that."

"I don't mean to blame you, in fact you did a great job." Bill shook his head slightly, "It's useless to stay there, and we've seen it before, your tent's protective magic is amazing, did you make it yourself?" ”

Ike nodded and said, "The tent with protective magic is too expensive for me to afford." ”

"Excellent!" Bill gave a thumbs up and patted Ike on the shoulder.

The group chatted like this, and it was a long time before Mr. Weasley hurried back.

"Pack up, let's leave now."

He put the tent away, put it back into a backpack and carried it on his back, and led the group to the outside of the camp quickly.

There are a lot of people on the road, and they all leave like them. They were making noise, cursing from time to time, and when they got to the place where the key was placed, it was even more chaotic.

A whole bunch of wizards had encircled Basil, the portkey keeper, in the middle, all babbling about wanting to leave first, they didn't want to stay here for even a second.

The scene was so chaotic that Basil struggled to get people in line. Mr. Weasley tried to discuss with Basil, but was refused, and everyone had to wait in line.

"Mr. Weasley, I think we're going to part." While standing in line, Ike asked Mr. Weasley to take his leave.

"What? Where are you going? ”

"I can stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a few days, and I won't be away from school for long."

"No, no, no, child, I can't let you be out alone in this situation again." Mr. Weasley refused, "Listen, you have to go back to the Burrow with us!" ”

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Ron, who was talking to Harry, and Mr. Weasley put his arm around Ike's shoulders and whispered, "I heard Fred and Ginny say that Ron has some hostility towards you, and your relationship is not so harmonious. ”

"I know a little bit about it, and it's not your fault."

"You're a good boy, I hope you don't blame Ron too much."

As he spoke, the hand around Ike's shoulder tightened again: "You saved Ginny last night, from the hands of dozens of people!" ”

"Kid, I have to say thank you!"

"So, let's go to the Burrow!"

Ike couldn't resist Mr. Weasley's enthusiasm, nodded in response, and then drew a harder hug from Mr. Weasley, and finally patted him on the back.

Well, the hand is very strong.

It wasn't until near noon that it was their turn. Basil threw over a tattered old tire, and finally left the camp and returned to the Stoat Mountain.

After a long walk through the village of Autri St. Caschipol, along a wet path, we finally arrived at the Burrow.

"Thank goodness! Thank God! ”

Mrs. Weasley ran up to them, and one of them gave them a big hug, and finally hugged Mr. Weasley tightly. Her face was very bad and she looked very nervous.

"Alright Molly, we're all safe." Mr. Weasley patted Mrs. Weasley on the back, "Thanks to Ike, the kids were in no danger and even had a good night's sleep!" ”

"I've only slept for an hour, and now I need a hot cocoa, or a flame whiskey."

As soon as the words fell, before Ike could react, he was already being hugged by Mrs. Weasley.

"Thank you, kid."

"I didn't ...... Never mind. Ike didn't know what to say, not even Julian had hugged him like Mrs. Weasley had done in the past ten years.

"Come in, get in......" Mr. Weasley beckoned everyone towards the house, and Mrs. Weasley finally let go of Ike.

Following the back into the house, there is a small kitchen, and a large long table almost fills the empty room inside, leaving only a narrow aisle.

Hermione had been here several times, and Ginny and Ginny had poured Mrs. Weasley a cup of tea, while Mr. Weasley had poured himself a glass of flame whiskey and took a big sip.

At this time, he found the Daily Prophet on the table, and after only a few glances, he said in a rather serious and serious voice: "The Ministry of Magic is panicking...... The Dark Wizard is at large...... Bring shame to the country ......"

"I thought this woman would be safer, after months in the wards of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries."

"Who?" Percy approached curiously, and when he saw the author of the article, he was immediately angry.

"Rita Starkey! She, of course! ”

"She's just against the Ministry of Magic!"