The way back was bustling with excitement about today's game, and everyone thought it was the best match ever played since the Quidditch World Cup, and the Bulgarians were still proud to lose – of course, the glory was limited to Krum, and most people thought the rest of the Bulgarian team was not honorable.

Krum should be careful, he can't develop atavistic resentment, otherwise the fans will purify and recrystallize, and the wind will be affected.

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Squeezing back into the lodgings, no one wanted to sleep, George suggested going to a nearby stall to buy some snacks, and everyone agreed, and Dumbledore eagerly offered to have a cup of hot cocoa milk.

"It's too cold at night, I hope you can understand an old man's poor health." Dumbledore snorted as he spoke.

Most of the time he pretended, Louis didn't believe that he was afraid of the cold, in fact, he was greedy.

He wasn't the only one who was hungry, and Emma obviously couldn't sit still when she heard the hot cocoa milk to drink.

Also, who wouldn't want a cup of hot cocoa milk?

While eating snacks, everyone did not forget to eagerly discuss today's game, and it seemed that everyone was very satisfied, and they all thought that it was a visual feast.

Louis always felt as if he had forgotten something important, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so he simply didn't think about it.

While they were eating, they were still discussing eagerly, and Charlie was still arguing with his father, Mr. Wesley, about the foul on the person, and the two of them were blushing and their necks were thick, and neither of them would let anyone, and finally it ended with Ginny dozing off and spilling all the hot cocoa on the ground, and Mr. Wesley ordered everyone to go to bed and wait until tomorrow morning before going home.

It's still noisy outside, and Louis's house is of such good quality that you can't hear the noise outside. Ron and Harry were lying on the bed, still reminiscing about the game they had just played, clearly not sleeping.

Harry was so excited, his mind was full of the Langsky feints that had just been in Krum, and he was now very eager to ride on his broomstick and try out what the Lansky feints looked like in practice, as if he saw himself wearing a robe with his name on the back, representing England at the World Cup, imagining hearing 100,000 spectators chanting his name together, and Ludo Bagman's voice echoing throughout the stadium: "Trophy for you!" Porter! ”

In the twins' room, the two of them also did not sleep, this room was as bright as day, but it was glittering with gold - piles of gold coins were stacked in the room, the Wesley twins sat on both sides of the gold coins and kept counting, their faces were so excited that they had no intention of sleeping at all, and they had to count the gold coins in front of them before stopping.

It should be noted that the two of them already knew how many gold coins there were, but they still had to count them to find it enjoyable.

Louis was in the room reading a book on arcane spells given to him by Chromie, written by Magna Egwene. Catherine sat beside him, and Ye Ziyan sat on the other side to read with him, quite a bit of red sleeves.

It's not a good thing to say that the house is too well insulated, and no one finds that the bustle outside has turned into a frightening noise.

The people outside were scurrying around the camp, as if they were hiding from something moving towards them on the camp. The thing shone strangely and made a gun-like thumping sound. Loud laughter, wild laughter, drunken shouts moved towards them, and then, a bright green light lit up the entire camp.

A group of wizards huddled together, each pointing their wands upwards and pushing forward together, slowly moving around the field. These people don't seem to have faces...... Well, they have hoods on their heads and masks over their faces.

Above them, four struggling figures floated in the air, twisted into various strange shapes, as if the masked wizards on the ground were the puppeteers, and the ones above them were marionettes, controlled by invisible ropes that emerged from their wands into the air.

I don't know who shouted, "Death Eaters!" The whole camp exploded in an instant, and the wizards only hated their father and mother for having two legs missing, and ran frantically towards the woods.

At this time, Louis and his party slept in Zhengxiang, except for Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

The two old men went downstairs and touched the restaurant, ready to eat some autumn breeze.

It just so happened that the Death Eaters' party had also made their way to the edge of the building.

"How does this have a building?" A female voice asked.

The masked Death Eater beside her smiled strangely, "It seems that there is some wizard who is not short of money, we might as well go in and have a look, ask them to borrow some money, and also contribute a little bit to the great cause of the master." ”

"Alright, Dolfin, Selwyn, you two go and have a look." A male voice behind him commanded.

Two Death Eaters, dressed in black robes and wearing skull masks on their heads, walked to the door and looked at each other, cast a lock-picking spell and pushed the door in, just in time to see the two old men who were about to walk back upstairs.

Dumbledore still had a macaron in his mouth, and when he heard the sound of the door opening behind him, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the two uninvited guests.

No way, Dumbledore is so iconic, everyone in this wizarding world from Ireland to Khitan knows it, and the moment he turns around, two Death Eaters recognize his identity.

"Sorry to interrupt me." The two of them said quickly, turned around and stole the bell with lightning speed.

Dumbledore hadn't reacted yet, he always felt that the outfit in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

But what is certain is that wearing this is certainly not a good thing.

"Are you British dark wizards so rude?" Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore and asked a question of his soul.

Dumbledore shrugged, saying that it was the first time he had seen such an impolite dark wizard.

It's rude to refuse to even say hello...... When you get back to school, be sure to give Slytherin a hard slate!

The leader of the Death Eaters hadn't gone far when he saw Selwyn and Selwyn returning, and he couldn't help but ask in displeasure, "What's the matter with you two?" Why did you come back so soon? ”

The two Death Eaters gasped for breath and sweated profusely, and Selwyn stammered, "Deng, Deng, Deng...... Deng ......"

"Deng what? Can you tell the truth? The Death Eater leader frowned and asked, "If you don't say anything else, I'll see for myself." ”

His "see for yourself" means to take the mind from the deity.

"It's Dumbledore!" Dorfin quickly replied, "We saw Dumbledore in that house, damn, the information is wrong, Dumbledore is here!" ”

"What? Are you sure? The Death Eater leader was still a little unconvinced.

"I'm a Hogwarts graduate, and you don't know Dumbledore!" After Dolphin finished speaking, it turned into a cloud of black smoke.

The Death Eaters looked at each other, they were all afraid of death, and sent a signal to the sky to retreat, and they all turned into black smoke and fled.

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Dumbledore in the home of the Death Eaters can be described as the best medicine to stop children's night crying, and now that the dark lord has not been resurrected, a fool will choose to fight Dumbledore.

The two old men in the house looked at each other, and they always felt that the two dark wizards were very strange, so they pushed the door to look, just in time to hear a spell in the woods.

“morsmordre！ (Bones reappear)"

A strong green glow emerged from the trees and flew into the sky. It was a huge skeleton, and a large python emerged from the skeleton's mouth, like a tongue, and the skeleton rose higher and higher, shining brightly in a cloud of green smoke, and against the background of the dark night sky, it was like some kind of performance art.

"It's the Dark Mark mark, and the wizard just now should be a Death Eater." Dumbledore drew his wand with a solemn face, and said to Grindelwald, "You go and wake everyone up, and I'll dispel this thing." ”

A shocking scream erupted from the woods, and the Dark Mark was so terrifying that everyone realized it was ominous. Most of the adult wizards present had lived through the horrific period when Voldemort was rampant in the wizarding world of England, and no one knew what the mark represented.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the sky, and a blue halo spread like an atomic bomb exploded, centering on Dumbledore's wand, and at the same time, a huge phoenix with graceful form flew out of the tip of his wand and rushed straight towards the dark mark in the sky.

The Dark Mark was like the snow of the dog sun, and it immediately dissolved without a trace the moment it touched the Guardian Phoenix. I don't know who looked up and saw the iconic Patronus, and he let out an excited cry like a thirsty man in the desert meeting a lake: "Dumbledore! It's Dumbledore! ”

The people in the forest looked up one after another, and through the cracks in the trees, everyone saw the guardian phoenix that shimmered with blue and white brilliance.

Immediately after, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted in the forest, and everyone was no longer like just now, like headless flies, and Dumbledore's appearance instantly made them feel like they had a backbone.

Dumbledore is here! The sky is there! Dumbledore is here! Here you will be saved!

The blue-white phoenix hovered in the sky and did not disperse for a long time, and under the happy eyes of the wizards, it actually spoke.

"Please get out of here in an orderly manner, and the staff of the Ministry of Magic will find out the truth about this riot later."

No one knows where Dumbledore himself is now, but everyone is absolutely sure that Dumbledore's appearance represents the failure of this Death Eater operation, the Dark Lord has not been resurrected at this time, and the Death Eaters are determined not to have the guts to fight Dumbledore.

The wizards were reassured and began to leave in an orderly manner.

At this time, Louis also walked down from the second floor, and he finally remembered what he had just forgotten - noisy, such an interesting Death Eater large-scale team building activity was actually forgotten by himself, it really shouldn't be.

It seems that this fun has now been taken care of by Dumbledore, and the riot here should not cause any major problems.

After a while, everyone gathered downstairs, and immediately after, officials from the Ministry of Magic surrounded the place.

It may not be appropriate to use surrounding, in short, the leading Fudge's face is a little not good, it should be said that it is more contradictory - on the one hand, he is not very willing Dumbledore to brush up on another wave of prestige, which is undoubtedly a blow to his prestige - on the other hand, Dumbledore has solved an extremely difficult problem for him, and now he doesn't know whether to rejoice or be troubled.

Standing next to Fudge was Barty Crouch, who also had a very serious face, his two neat mustaches tugged at, and he didn't look so happy.

Tag ...... Yes, I see the marker. Mr. Wesley scurried down the stairs as he got dressed, muttering, "Where did the mark come from?" Where did it come from? Who saw it? ”

"Over there." Dumbledore pointed to the woods and said, "But if they're not stupid, they'd have run away by now." ”

The wizards in the Ministry of Magic had absolute trust in Dumbledore's words - just kidding, how could the first white wizard of our time tell such a lie, they all raised their wands, turned to the woods over there, and squinted at the dark bushes.

In a moment the woods staggered, and then out of the bushes emerged a wizard—the figure was indistinct, but the silhouette could be seen as if he was holding something.

“stupefy！ (fainted)" More than twenty wizards shouted loudly in unison, and a series of dazzling flashes of light appeared, and the black shadow saw this red light, and quickly lowered his head to dodge these spells.

"Oh my God! Are you crazy! The voice shouted, "Damn, I'm Amos Diggory, can you take Merlin's beard lightly...... If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been murdered by you! ”

He strode over, and by this time, everyone could see what he was holding - a house-elf.

"I found a man in the woods with a wand in his hand." Amos shouted, "No, it's a house-elf." ”

He walked over and placed the elf in front of Barty Crouch.

Mr. Crouch stood motionless, his eyes fixed on the sparkle lying on the ground, as if he were about to breathe fire. The officials of the Ministry of Magic stared at Mr. Crouch, and they didn't see any movement of Mr. Crouch for a long time, as if time had frozen.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said word by word: "Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

He sped around Mr. Diggory and strode in the direction that Mr. Diggory had just run from.