Hogwarts of a certain magic

You can search for "a magical Hogwarts novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Malfoy Apparated and appeared in a corner of the camp.

Since seeing Stark, riding a rune horse to disperse the parade, he immediately ran away.

It was too dangerous. The American wizard who had just tortured the Mudblood was right next to him.

He saw the opponent's hands, penetrated by the silver sword, and then the sword flew over his face.

Only a single minute away... his handsome face is about to lose its appearance.

Fortunately, he didn't attack Sister Stark. He wanted to come to the five million gallons... charming but also very hot.

But Stark was not in the tent, and the old Macner was perverted.

He has a greater chance of catching Sister Stark, who else can stop him?

Unless there are dozens of wizards hidden in the tent.

Malfoy dropped his hood, burned it down, and walked towards his tent.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and with the looming light, he looked from a distance and suddenly stopped.

I don’t know who burned his tent

Gan!

"Kabi, where are you?!" Malfoy said anxiously."Where did Draco go?"

His son Draco is still in the tent.Their family can be the only seedling.

A house elf appeared out of thin air. It was covered in dust and cried: "I'm looking for the little master, I don't know where he went..."

"How can you let him out!" Malfoy said angrily.

"The little master forbids me to follow." Cardo cried bitterly, slammed his head on the ground frantically, and shouted: "Fun Cado! Cado!

Malfoy's eyes were cold."Did he say why he went out?"

"The little master saw the boy who survived a catastrophe and a red-haired boy... and went to look for them."

"Harry Potter?" Malfoy's eyelids twitched, creating a bad feeling.

"Hurry up!" He kicked Kirby hard."If you can't find it back, you just die outside!"

At this moment, the sky suddenly lit up.

A huge green sparkling thing jumped up the treetops and flew into the air like fireworks.

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

The skull rose higher and higher, emitting a dazzling light in a cloud of green smoke, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

For a moment, not only Cardo was shaking, but even Malfoy was shaking.

If Draco hadn't disappeared, he would have fled home immediately.

This World Cup is too dangerous, not a place for people like him.

The camp, which had gradually subsided, also burst into screams.

"Who released it?" Malfoy murmured.

He is too familiar with this sign.

But since Voldemort's disappearance, Malfoy has never been released, never seen it with his own eyes.

Thirteen years have passed.

Malfoy wanted to make trouble, but he didn't want to put this sign and clearly connect the matter to the Death Eaters.

The Ministry of Magic is not sure who attacked the camp, so any forces are possible, even from the United States.

The scope of investigation is much larger.

The attacker was like a sword floating on Fudge's head, reminding him to converge, but couldn't make him definitely the Death Eater.

The descendants of America's Scavengers are much like the attackers.

Didn't Fudge throw his hat on them every time?

Now it was all right, the Dark Mark was released, and the Death Eaters were immediately locked.

As for Malfoy, who has escaped trial, he will definitely be monitored again.

This is all about burning the body.

Someone is deliberately letting them take the blame!

Then, Malfoy was a terrifying horror.

Another Dark Demon mark lights up in another location of the camp.

Malfoy was sweating, his mouth was blue and trembling.

Because, the third dark mark lights up immediately.

It's like alternate fireworks.

Death Eaters will only leave behind a Dark Mark to kill.

Now there are three at the same time... at least three forces are releasing.

However, it has nothing to do with these Death Eaters who escaped the trial!

Who the hell is it, why are they throwing all the pots on them?!

Don't let Lao Tzu know who did it

Malfoy cursed secretly.

If you let him know...

he,

It must be hiding far.

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William raised his head and looked at the dark mark in the sky.

The green skull snake... From an aesthetic point of view, there is no sense of beauty, but a plastic texture.

Anyway, the sign of the Deathly Hallows used by Grindelwald was not a bit different.

Who designed the pattern?

As the boss of the team, Voldemort should give the artist an Arvada to chew on.

Oh, Voldemort himself... that's all right.

Hermione, who had fallen from Thunderbird, stood beside William, covering her mouth in shock.

This was not the first time she saw the Dark Mark.

The last time I saw it was three years ago, I went to Gringotts with William.

Voldemort attached to the back of Quirrell's head and released it when he left.

I didn't expect to see it again at the Quidditch World Cup.

Has Voldemort been resurrected?

Hermione looked at William, who shook his head slightly.

Seeing the three Dark Marks at one time really gave people the feeling that Voldemort was resurrected and was holding a celebration party.

But Voldemort is really resurrected, he will definitely call the old ministry first, and then keep a low profile.

Instead of telling the world with fanfare: He is alive.

It was just a target, so Dumbledore aimed at him immediately.

Before he could figure out why he was bounced back to death by Harry, he certainly wouldn't dare to show up easily.

Therefore, he probably still wandered around with Peter, not resurrecting so quickly.Single Pen Fun Pavilion www.dschwx.com

So, who exactly released the Dark Mark?

What is the purpose?

Suddenly, with a series of puffs, twenty wizards fell from the sky.

"There is also a Dark Mark here?" Fudge shouted."It's bad, have you caught the releaser?"

"No." Mr. Weasley shook his head. "William and the lake monster just now produced a lot of water vapor.

Someone hid in the water vapor, secretly released the Dark Mark, and immediately ran away."

There was a moment of silence.

Fudge was pacing in place, he roared.

"Ah, it's really bad, it's a disaster."

"The World Cup was held very well and Ireland has won the championship successfully... everything is so perfect."

"But now it's all destroyed, the three Dark Marks, and God knows what tomorrow's Daily Prophet will write!"

Fudge was really frustrated.

Other things can be suppressed, that is, those mascots attacking the camp can be explained.

Your countries can't control the mascots, and even Norway has lake monsters!

Can I blame the British Ministry of Magic?

Not to mention, William has a stunning performance in this desperate situation.

He killed the lake monster with his own power and saved a hundred thousand wizards.

Even if Fudge awarded him a Merlin Medal, it would not be an exception!

At that time, the death toll will be lowered a bit, and controlled at 29.

This matter is just a perfunctory pass, to give the British people an explanation.

But the Dark Mark cannot be suppressed at all, nor can it be suppressed.After all, so many people saw it.

It's desperate.

Adding these two things together, Fudge felt that he was about to sit unsteadily.

At this moment, the Bulgarian Minister of Magic rushed over quickly.

His face was pale, and he shouted: "Our Quidditch national team has been attacked.

This is an attack, this is a conspiracy!

You, the British Ministry of Magic, tricked us into using false excuses.

In the final, the referee turned to your Irish team and let you win the championship.

Now, there has been another attack. Someone has attacked the hero of our national team..."

"What are you talking about?" Fudge couldn't figure it out, annoyed:

"Who played against you? The referee Hassan Mustafa Egypt is the president of the International Quidditch Federation!

His penalty is biased towards us in Ireland?

If I could control the direction of the game and know the result of the game, I would have won the Irish team long ago. Krum caught the Golden Snitch!"

Fudge became more and more angry, he vented his anger:

"If you mean the marchers, they all attacked, many tents were burned, and the Muggle guards.

Merlin, what a big deal!

Just go to St. Mungo’s Magical Hospital for treatment... just your Krumkin?"

"No!" said the Bulgarian Minister of Magic coldly:

"Missing...Two team members are missing, among them Krum!

A wizard suddenly attacked them and took them away."

"Are you sure?" Fudge said suspiciously, "So many people were attacked by a wizard?

Look at Krum's face, it's almost thirty, so weak..."

"He has just grown up!" the Bulgarian minister said angrily."Of course it's normal to be taken away."

"Normal shit, didn't William just kill a lake monster?"

Fudge's neck was never so comfortable.

"Could it be that he, an adult wizard and a Quidditch player, could be captured by an attack?

I think I'm lost, right?"

The Bulgarian minister wanted to vomit blood.

Take William Starkby... isn't this bullying?

"I don't care." The Bulgarian minister said shamelessly:

"I don't care if Krum and the others are kidnapped or lost... You must find him now."

Fudge sneered and said, "I'm going to catch the Death Eaters now. How can I find someone for you!"

I need to find you yourself, don’t hinder me..."

William frowned slightly.

It suddenly occurred to him that Harry and Ron seemed to be missing too.

Just then, a voice resounded through the camp, drowning Fudge's words.

The voice was loud and excited, echoing in the camp.

"I just released a Dark Mark...I know you are scared."

There was screaming in the middle of the camp, and some people huddled together, looking around in horror, looking for the sound.

"You may have found it, or you may not have found it... Recently, many wizards have disappeared, in just half a month.

Tonight, I took advantage of the chaos and arrested many people.

I don't want to kill them.

I only have one request, to release those Death Eaters caught in Azkaban...immediately.

Bellatrix, Rodolphes, Labstein..."

"If the British Ministry of Magic refuses, I will kill a wizard every hour until all are killed.

Don't think about finding me.

I am a ghost, coming for revenge."

There was silence in the camp, which was pressing people's eardrums.

Now everyone knows where Krum went... It turned out to be really caught.

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ps... Taking hostages at sports events and requesting official release. There really is this historical prototype.

Interested to see "Black September Incident"

Terrorists captured Israeli athletes at the 1972 Olympics.)