Although the cloak obscured his face, Harry seemed to have seen a face full of a playful smile.

"Stay away from Harry!"

Everything that had just happened was between lightning and flint, Sirius did not fall under the violent impact just now, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his face was furious, and the stormy spell light that came out of the tip of his staff even forced the other two dark wizards back, but he still couldn't get out of the corner of the wall, unable to get to Harry at the front of the box!

"What to do, think of a way--"

Hermione, who was kneeling on the ground, had tears in her eyes and trembled slightly, but she still tried her best to stay calm and analyze the situation.

Charlie and Bill rushed up to fend off the dark wizard who shot at Harry, but even with the eyes of a young wizard, Hermione could see that if it weren't for Melanov not wanting to kill anymore, Charlie and Bill might have been finished, and Harry, he was indeed brave beyond imagination, but he didn't have time to use magic at all, just under the attack of the elusive black rope, he fled in a hurry with the reflexes he had exercised in physical education class.

Sirius's side is much more dangerous!

Unlike Melanov, who tried to capture Harry, the other two dark wizards used every magic to kill them, as if they were really ready to kill Sirius, silver flashes and roars kept appearing, Sirius retreated again and again, and the battlefield had spread to the next box.

What to do?

Reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic were delayed, and Melanov always occupied the exit position to block everyone's way out, and they could not escape through the passage, and if they jumped from the guardrail. Hermione had skimmed down before and they were definitely going to break their necks!

Suddenly, Hermione stood up from the ground, her wand pointed into the air, and a cluster of brilliant light shot out from the tip of the wand and exploded above the Quidditch field, lighting up the obscure night sky in an instant.

The Bulgarian players were also caught off guard by the sudden riot, hovering in mid-air or stationed, and the fireworks above their heads attracted their attention, but Viktor Krum was clearly more alert, he immediately looked at the location where the fireworks were fired, and then he spotted Hermione, who was fluttering desperately at the edge of the box.

After only a few seconds of hesitation, Krum made up his mind.

Krum, who was riding on the broomstick, seemed to teleport, he only raised the handle of the broom slightly, and appeared in front of this box where celebrities from all walks of life appeared in an instant, his eyes swept over the box, and immediately showed an extremely surprised expression, he said in broken English,

"Y-What's going on?"

Ron looked at Krum who was close at hand, with a dreamy expression, and Hermione also didn't expect it to be Krum, she was about to call for help, but her pale face suddenly showed palpitations. Hermione's upper body jerked back, and in an instant she dodged the black rope that pierced Bill's iron armor spell and locked around her neck.

A few strands of brown hair floated through the air, scorched to ashes visible to the naked eye.

There was no need to explain, Krum knew what to do, and he reached for Hermione, and his bloody face was burnt,

"Quick, I—you leave, broomstick--"

However, before Hermione could say anything, Melanov's black whip suddenly rolled upside down towards his broomstick, and in desperation, Krum rode the broom upside down in a circle, and after dodging the black whip, he immediately moved back dozens of feet, staring at Melanov in disbelief.

"Go to our Ministry of Magic, we need support!" Hermione jumped up the steps, waving her hands and shouting eagerly,

"Ministry of Magic, support!"

Krum was slightly surprised by the embarrassed girl in the dust, and then, with a firm nod in his eyes, he dropped the word 'wait', and then dived down at an angle that was even more exaggerated than Ronsky's feint.

"Are all Hogwarts rats?"

At first, Harry was desperate to get rid of Melanov and help Sirius, but this calmed him down, and Sirius was currently holding two attackers in one person, and if he got close to him, he would undoubtedly bring a third person to Sirius, which would be completely unhelpful to him.

The wisest way is to use himself as a decoy to restrain this dark wizard named Melanov under the cover of Charlie and Bill, as long as reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic arrive, it will be their victory.

The cunning Harry and Hermione, who had narrowly dodged her attack just now, made Melanov angry, and she shouted angrily, and the long whip in her hand suddenly dispersed into primordial black smoke, but immediately floated into the air and converged into a large net, like Harry and the wounded Bill and Charlie!

At this moment, there was more than one spell that shot at Melanov.

Broken bones!

Except for your weapons!

Thunderbolt Explosion!

Kanredi Leviosa!

Everyone knew the power of the black grid, and seeing that Harry was unavoidable, Fred and George, Ginny and Ron, and even Fudge hiding by the wall, all came to their aid, and the power of several spells forced Melanov to try to defend against them, she blocked most of them, but--

Sa!

A broken steel bar pierced her magical barrier and didn't go to her chest, and Melanov slammed to the side, but the magic artifact from Hermione still pierced through her body, opening a thumb-sized hole in her shoulder!

Shout--

The dull green light, with the breath of death, pierced into the black net that had not yet settled, and easily crushed it, and Melanov was stunned to see that it was Sirius who shot a Death Curse in between the sieges of his two companions to relieve Harry Potter.

"Yours, Hermione!"

Bill held his knee and gasped, and turned back to give Hermione an affirmative look.

"Professor Bryan's spell, I'm sorry you can figure it out, Hermione—" Ron's dry lips quirmed, cold sweat dripping.

Harry and Hermione gathered together, and they used their wands to blame Melanov who had fallen to the ground, not daring to be careless.

"What's going on, Sith, Cancun!"

The injury on her shoulder didn't draw much attention from Melanov, and she glared at the Sirius trio who had hit another box,

"Why is he still alive!"

"It's a little harder than you think!"

The voice of the gloomy owl came from that side.

"Phew, this thing deserves to be called a wand—"

Melanov slowly rose from the ground, staring indifferently at the sorcerer in front of her, who had become a common enemy, and then, in full view of everyone, she actually dropped her wand!

What's going on, this dark wizard is ready to surrender?

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

Then, in the next second, a three-foot-long cane with a gem-encrusted tip appeared in Melanov's palm.

Melanov's ordinary size suddenly grew taller in the eyes of Harry and the others, and a sense of suffocation suddenly came!

The black smoke that was freely suspended in the air instantly became excited, Melanov's eyes flashed sharply, his palm pointed forward, and the black smoke gathered into a whip again - the whip of thunder!

Countless leaping black thunderbolts started from where Melanov was standing, and quickly jumped around the box, leaving shocking scars on the floor and even the air smelling of scorching.

"Get out of the way!"

Harry yelled, and then pounced, trying to hide under an upturned raft, but the black thunder swept through his wrist, and Harry's forearm suddenly appeared a terrible scar, and Harry's wand immediately broke away from his palm, spun and smashed against the wall at the back of the box, and rolled to the ground.

The thunder was raging, the steel frame supporting the main body of the building made a tooth-sore sound, the surrounding walls collapsed in the explosion, and the ground broke through large holes, and the box was about to collapse completely.

"Harry!"

Sirius watched as Harry was crushed by the raft where he was hiding, and the children of Hermione and the Weasleys were in desperate straits.

Under the obscure night, Sirius's furious roar was heard, and his wand was pointed directly at a thick steel beam that supported a nearby building, and under the horrified gaze of those survivors, the steel beam was cut off at the waist, and the chain reaction caused the nearby support to twist and collapse one after another, and behold, dozens of tons of heavy objects were about to fall on everyone's heads!

"Are you crazy!"

Such a crazy move made the attacking Sith and Cancun can't help but change their faces, they looked at the roof that was about to be smashed overhead, looked at each other, and the next second, they pounced on the Quidditch pitch in unison.

The world in front of him was twisting and crumbling, but Sirius turned a blind eye, his eyes red, and he continued to howl at Harry, even though his magic was almost exhausted, and the spells were still thrown at Melanov.

"Hmph, look for death!"

The thunder in the sky suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the thunder shot out like a laser, aiming at Sirius's eyebrows.

Syllable!

As if the world had cracked, Sirius's footsteps stopped, his expression frozen.

(End of chapter)