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Chapter 903 Death Eaters

The exciting moment finally came, the players of the Irish team and the Bulgarian team finally took the field.

Young and handsome players are the idols of all young people. Many players in the World Cup are even students, but they can represent their countries in world-level competitions.

It is definitely the highest level of ball skills in the world. Even the Quaffle, Bludger and Golden Snitch have become more dazzling. The atmosphere makes the three balls faster and more powerful.

It is indeed the finals of the World Cup. Judging from the current points of the two teams, the championship and runner-up are among them, so the competition is even more intense.

Chase, collision, turning, every action is so dazzling.

The atmosphere is getting higher and higher as the score changes. Will the Bulgarian team, which leads the points, continue to lead and get better, or will the Irish team come from behind? Everyone's hearts are rising and falling with the change in the score. Whoever wins will be happy.

Because fans do not respect national boundaries, and most of the fans are not from Ireland or Bulgaria. Most fans come from all over the world to dedicate their cheers and screams to their favorite Quidditch sport.

The more intense, exciting and crazy the competition is, the more excited the audience will be.

Professor McGonagall also left her seat and clenched her fists excitedly. Although she did not scream like a young person, her expression told everyone that her heart was floating like a ball in the sky.

A wonderful game that makes people excited beyond measure.

In the end, Viktor Krum, the seeker of the Bulgarian team, showed his superb skills. Three hours into the game, when the score reached an astonishing 260 to 230, he caught the Golden Snitch. The World Cup Finals officially ended. Bulgaria

The team maintains its advantage and wins the final victory!

Although the game is over, tonight is a time for fans to party, a sleepless night.

It wasn't until midnight that everyone finally left the stadium and returned to various tents. Everyone couldn't help but continue to talk about the wonderful process of the game. The instruments never stopped, the wizards drank wine and danced, and the children waved flags and expressed their feelings for the players.

worship.

"Luna, I'm glad you can stay at my house." Hermione was very happy to have a child of her own age spend the night in her room for the first time.

"It's me who should thank you, because my father's temporary work has increased and he can't take care of me." Luna said, but her eyes looked at Hermione's sisters curiously.

I found that they were not excited at all, but went about their own business quietly, as if they were not fans. Luna was actually not a fan, but now she inevitably wanted to discuss today's sports meeting with Hermione. Hermione's sister obviously

So calm.

"Don't be surprised, my sisters are always calm." Hermione said, "Let's go into the room."

Saori glanced at Hermione's room and suddenly said to Duran: "Hermione likes Luna, not in the ordinary sense."

"If you only have one friend, you will naturally cherish and be possessive. This is also a form of liking. To a certain extent, it is the same as love. Do you want to say this?" Du Lan glanced at his daughter.

Saori realized that Duran already knew, "It seems you don't object."

"Why should I object?" Dulan feels that his daughter's sexual orientation has changed, so he doesn't have to worry about his daughter being raped by a pig. To a certain extent, he is optimistic about the outcome.

In fact, Dulan's other daughters basically have no interest in sex at this point. Love is not as beautiful as pure friendship. Anyway, they are all together, and friendship is more valuable than love. Now for them, it can inspire

There really aren't many things that can arouse passion, not even Quidditch, not even love.

The noise outside was getting louder and louder, and it no longer seemed like a celebration because there were screams.

Dinisha glanced at Dulan and thought to herself, "Didn't you make up your mind?"

They were Death Eaters, wearing pointed hats and black robes. They came from all around the campsite and set fire to it. It was obvious that even wizards could not completely control the flames.

The Death Eaters set fire from all sides and extended towards the center. They wore terrifying golden skull masks, did not reveal their identities, held torches high, and waved wands, just like a cult that had traveled through the Middle Ages.

Many wizards and families obviously cannot fight Death Eaters.

"Harry, Ron, you go quickly. Fred George, take care of your brothers and sisters, and go quickly." Arthur realized that something was wrong.

Sirius Black stood up, looked at Arthur, and asked, "Death Eaters?"

After receiving a positive answer, the two of them rushed out.

The entire campsite was in chaos, crowded, and Harry and others got separated in the panic. Countless tents were reduced to scorched earth, and the Death Eaters announced their return in the most direct and brutal way.

Harry felt a dull pain in his lightning scar. It had not stopped during the summer vacation, but this time it became more severe. The pain was so severe that he could not walk and had to hide in the charred ruins.

Harry saw a pair of feet in leather boots passing in front of him, standing not far away, but Harry couldn't see the other person's face. He only saw the man pull out his wand, point it at the night sky and release the Dark Mark.

The oozing blue pattern appeared, the symbol of the Death Eaters, with a snake jumping out of a skull.

It was so terrible. Harry's scar hurt to the extreme. This was Voldemort using the Death Eaters' hands to announce that he was never far away from wizards and that Voldemort was by their side.

"Leave your name before the fire."

“The logo is not domineering, bad review.”

"Skulls don't look good, but snakes are okay."

Just when Harry was shocked and thought that the person who cast magic was Voldemort himself, countless barrages appeared in the sky.

That's right, it's the kind of barrage website that moves left and right on the video to comment on the video content in real time.

Simple text covers the dark symbol, moving from right to left one by one, commenting on the symbol of the night sky.

"Does the blue light represent ghosts? It looks like a children's toy."

There are also some sarcastic comments.

Harry was stunned, what was going on? He heard a firework explode next to him, and saw a barrage in the sky: "Voldemort's artistic level needs to be improved."

"Harry Potter, Dumbledore, Voldemort..." A series of famous names appeared that made people shout in confusion, but at the end they vomited blood: "I wish everyone a happy Halloween in advance." Either there are skeletons or Halloween.

This barrage is absolutely infuriating.



The Aurors who came to support were stunned, and the Death Eaters had all left, but the barrage did not stop, with all kinds of complaints: "When you see this message, I will go to heaven."

Anyway, it's very nonsensical and just ruins the atmosphere.

"Harry?" Blake and the others realized that Harry was missing and hurried back: "Get out of the way, he is still a child. Barty, do you still want to frame him like you framed me?"

The leader of the Auror team is Barty Crouch, the Minister of International Magical Cooperation, who is the main person in charge of organizing the World Cup.

"We caught him at the crime scene." Barty said: "What on earth is going on? The dark symbol in the sky, and the messy letters."

"I don't know." "I just saw a figure casting magic on the sky, and then the sign appeared, and then suddenly there was a sound next to me, and subtitles appeared in the sky."

"It's fireworks." An Auror discovered the secret. There were many magic fireworks hidden in the blackened ashes.

I was completely confused. First it was the Death Eaters, and then this inexplicable thing happened. Obviously someone knew that the Death Eaters would show up with magic fireworks prepared to complain in advance, but what was the purpose of doing so? No one could figure it out. (

To be continued.)


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