For more than an hour before, Cedric had been hard enough to keep company with the fire dragon in the box.

But this kind of torment is not worth mentioning compared to Kreacher.

Kreacher didn't expect that he just went out to fetch a bucket of water, and when he came back, all the people in the tent were gone. Then the wizards in the camp fought again, and all kinds of dangerous spells flew everywhere.

Especially when the Curse appeared, the poor elf was almost scared to death on the spot.

It's not that he cares much about Connor, it's just that Regulus still needs Snape's help now......

In order to make Regulus look more like a man than a monster, Connor couldn't do anything anyway, not even a little bit of skin.

So, the frightened elf began to cry while searching for Connor's whereabouts.

In this more than an hour, he inspected almost every tent, flew a dozen wizards who blocked the way, and almost turned the entire camp over.

Fortunately, when he was about to despair, he finally heard Connor's voice again.

In order to prevent something like this from happening again, Kreacher stepped forward and left with her apparition as soon as he entered the tent.

What stood out in the whole process was that Connor didn't even have time to say a word to the others.

"This ......," the others looked at each other.

"Well, we'll have to go back, too." Mr. Weasley said, "There is a Dark Mark over the camp, and I think the news should be spread soon." In order not to worry your parents, it is better to go back as soon as possible. ”

With that, Mr. Weasley got up and left the tent, "I'll see if I can get a portkey in advance, so stay here and don't run around." ”

……

"Dark mark?" After Mr. Weasley left, Harry wondered, "Is it that skull pattern in the sky?" So what is it exactly? ”

"Mark of the Mystery Man." Bill said, "It was also more than ten years ago, the things that people were most afraid to see, and the places where there were usually dark magic marks, meant that the mysterious people had come." ”

"But the mysterious man is dead." Harry said.

"But the Death Eaters are still there." Bill thought of the Malfoy men again, "These are the remnants of these people that we see tonight...... They somehow escaped and were not imprisoned in Azkaban. ”

"But that's the end of it." Charlie said with a smile: "They were caught red-handed, and they were stolen, and Principal Maxim testified." Ha ha. ”

Charlie happily took a sip of water, in fact, he wanted to drink some wine, but unfortunately there was not even hot cocoa here, so he could only drink water.

"It's a good thing you weren't in the woods."

Bill straightened his loose ponytail and said, "The Death Eaters are cruel and unsympathetic, and it would be bad if you happened to be around when he conjured the Dark Mark of the Dark Devil." ”

"But...... Why did the Death Eaters conjure up the Dark Mark of the Dark Devil? Hermione said slowly, "I mean, what's the point of that, just to scare people?" ”

"Who knows." Bill shrugged, "Maybe after a little more drink, I can't help but want to have a nice little party...... They did this a lot before Voldemort fell. There was a look of disgust on his face.

Harry didn't hear what was being said, his head was buzzing, and he unconsciously came out of the tent, looking up at the skeleton pattern in the sky, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Half an hour later, Mr. Weasley finally returned.

He was not alone, but also Fudge, Crouch, Bagman, etc., many officials of the Ministry of Magic.

They walked briskly into the tent and pulled Harry for a while.

Mr. Weasley had just said that they had almost killed Harry Potter, and Fudge's face turned white with fright, and he had never been so scared even when he saw the Dark Mark mark.

If Harry had been killed by the Death Eaters right under the nose of the Ministry, he would have been drowned out in the Howler letters.

Fudge was followed by Crouch, who was clutching Harry's shoulders with a horribly pale face and a twitching of his hands and toothbrush-like mustache!

"Where's the guy who wants to kill you?" He asked.

"In the woods." Harry said.

"Do you still know the way?" Crouch asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, take us to ......"

After that, the group came to the woods where they had been.

The Ministry of Magic clerk who had been knocked unconscious by Kyle was still lying under a tree.

After seeing that person, Crouch seemed to be less nervous all of a sudden, his face was much more normal, and he returned to his original meticulous appearance.

Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office, stepped forward to inspect it, then pulled out another bottle of potion and poured it in his face.

"It's not a polyjuice decoction." He told Fudge and Crouch, "It feels like I've been under a Imperius curse." ”

"You can't jump to conclusions so early." Crouch said coldly, "Wake him up and bring him back to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation." ”

Several strikers came over and took the man away.

"Minister." At this point, Mr. Weasley came up and said, "It's too dangerous for Harry to stay here, and if I can, I'd like to take him back immediately." ”

"Nope." Crouch said with a straight face, "We need to know more details, he can't leave just yet." ”

"Barty, I think it's okay to wait until the Ministry of Magic to say that it doesn't have to be here." A witch in a woollen dressing coat said, "This kid is frightened, so it's better for him to calm down a bit, and maybe he can remember more details." ”

"Ah, yes, you're right." Fudge fiddled with his hat.

The person next to him immediately understood and brought an old tire.

Fudge took it and handed it to Mr. Weasley, then looked at Harry and said, "Kid, remember to come to the Ministry of Magic later, what about tomorrow, before that, you can think about what happened, the more detailed the better." ”

Unexplained, Harry glanced at Mr. Weasley, saw that he had no objection, and nodded.

Although Crouch was dissatisfied, Fudge had already made a decision, and he couldn't say anything more, so he could only turn around and leave here with a cold face.

The others were gone, leaving only a few Aurors to stand guard.

Before leaving, Fudge told Mr. Weasley that he should not forget to take Harry to the Ministry of Magic tomorrow.

Mr. Weasley agreed, and they gathered around the tires to return to Stoat Mountain.

While waiting, Kyle looks up at the portkey handout not far away.

The line was longer than before, and people were still pouring in.

People want to get out of here as quickly as possible, and if they queue up normally, they won't be able to leave even by noon.

"Ten seconds left, everyone get ready." Mr. Weasley said.

Everyone put their hands on the tires.

Kyle finally glanced in the direction of the camp.

Now that the crisis has been lifted, more and more people are returning to the camp to check if their tents have been destroyed.

Suddenly, Kyle suddenly saw a familiar face flash through the crowd.

Blonde hair, bright peacock blue robes, and teeth that still shine in the dark.

Gilderoy Lockhart?

Kyle rubbed his eyes, trying to see more clearly, but with a flicker, the other party was gone.

……

(End of chapter)