I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 231 When a troublesome Death Eater bumps into Dumbledore

The way back was bustling with people, everyone was happily discussing today's game, everyone thought it was the most exciting game ever since the Quidditch World Cup was held, and the Bulgarian team was honored to lose—of course, the glory was limited to It was Krum's, and most people thought the rest of the Bulgarian team was disgraceful.

Krum has to be careful, he can't develop atavistic resentment, otherwise the fans will be purified and recrystallized, and the reputation will be affected.

Squeezed back to the residence, no one wanted to sleep, George proposed to buy some snacks from a side stall, and got everyone's unanimous consent, and Dumbledore eagerly expressed that he would have a cup of hot cocoa milk.

"It's really cold at night, I hope you can understand that an old man is in poor health." Dumbledore said while sniffling his nose.

He was probably pretending, Louis didn't believe that he was afraid of the cold, but in fact he was just hungry.

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

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

While eating snacks, everyone did not forget to discuss today's game eagerly. It seemed that everyone was very satisfied and agreed that this was a visual feast.

Louis always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember what he had forgotten, so he simply let it go.

While they were eating, they were still discussing eagerly. Charlie was still arguing with his father, Mr. Weasley, about the issue of charging and fouling. Ni dozed off and spilled all the hot cocoa on the floor, and Mr. Weasley ordered everyone to go to bed and not go home until tomorrow morning.

It was still noisy outside. Louis's house was of good quality, and he couldn't hear the noisy outside at all.Ron and Harry were lying on the bed, still reminiscing about the game just now, obviously not intending to sleep.

Harry was so excited, his mind was full of Krum's Ronsky feint just now, and he was now very eager to ride on his broomstick and try what the Ronsky feint looked like in practice. Seeing myself wearing a robe with his name printed on the back, representing England at the World Cup, imagining hearing his name chanted by a hundred thousand spectators, while Ludo Bagman's voice echoed throughout the stadium: "The trophy goes to You, Potter!"

In the room of the twins, the two of them also did not sleep. The room was as bright as day, but it was shining with gold - piles of gold coins were piled up in the room, and the Weasley twins sat on both sides of the gold coins constantly Counting, the two of them were so excited that they had no intention of going to sleep, they had to finish counting the gold coins in front of them before giving up.

What needs to be stated is that the two of them already know how many gold coins there are, but they still have to count them all before they feel satisfied.

Louis was reading in his room, a book on arcane spells that Chromie gave him, authored by Magna Aegwynn.Catherine was sitting next to him, and Ye Ziyan was sitting on the other side reading with him, which seemed to be a bit of a red carpet.

It is not a good thing to say that the house is too soundproof. No one found that the bustling noise outside had turned into a frightened noisy noise.

People outside were running around the camp, seemingly avoiding something that was moving towards them across the camp.It glowed oddly and made a bang like a gun.Loud jeers, wild laughter, and drunken yells moved toward them, and then a flash of bright green light illuminated the entire camp.

A group of wizards huddled together, each with their wands pointed upwards, pushing forward together, moving slowly across the field.These people seem to have no faces...well, they have hoods over their heads and masks over their faces.

Above their heads, four struggling figures floated in the air, distorted into various weird shapes, as if the masked wizards on the ground were puppeteers, and the ones above them were marionettes. Controlled by invisible strings bubbling up into the air from the wand.

Who knows who yelled "Death Eaters!", and the whole camp exploded in an instant. The wizards only hated their parents for losing two legs, and ran frantically into the woods.

At this time, Louis and his party were sleeping soundly, except for Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

The two old men went downstairs to the restaurant, ready to order some autumn food.

It happened that the team of Death Eaters also came to the edge of this building.

"Why is there a building here?" A female voice asked.

The masked Death Eater beside her smiled strangely: "It seems to be some wizard who is not short of money. Let's go in and have a look, ask them to borrow some money, and make a small contribution to the great cause of the master." .”

"Okay, Dolphin, Selwyn, you two go and have a look." A male voice behind ordered.

Two Death Eaters in black robes and skull masks walked to the door and looked at each other. After casting an unlocking spell, they pushed the door open and saw the two old men who were about to go back upstairs.

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

No way, Dumbledore's looks are too iconic. In this magical world, everyone from Ireland to Khitan knows everyone. The moment he turned his head, two Death Eaters recognized him. his identity.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." The two said quickly, turned around and slipped away with lightning speed.

Before Dumbledore could react, he always felt that the attire in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw it before.

But what is certain is that the person wearing this body must not be a good thing.

"Are all the dark wizards in Britain so rude?" Grindelwald looked at Dumbledore and asked his soul.

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

Not even saying hello, it's just too rude... After returning to school, I must severely deduct points from Slytherin!

The leader of the Death Eaters hadn't gone far. Seeing Selwyn and Selwyn leaving and returning, he couldn't help asking displeasedly, "What's the matter with you two? Why did you come back so soon?"

The two Death Eaters were panting heavily, with sweat on their foreheads, and Selwyn stammered, "Deng, Deng, Deng...Deng..."

"Deng what? Can you say it?" The leader of the Death Eaters frowned and asked, "If you don't say it again, I'll see for myself."

His "see for yourself" means Legilimency.

"It's Dumbledore!" Dolphin replied quickly, "We saw Dumbledore in that room. Damn, the information was wrong, and Dumbledore is actually here!"

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

"I fucking graduated from Hogwarts, do you think I know Dumbledore!" After finishing speaking, Dolphin turned into a cloud of black smoke and slipped away.

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

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Dumbledore can be said to be the best medicine to stop children's night cries in the Death Eater's house. Now that the Dark Lord has not been resurrected, a fool will choose to confront Dumbledore head-on.

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

"Morsmordre! (Bone Reappearance)"

A strong green light emerged from the forest and flew into the sky at once.That thing was a gigantic skeleton. A large boa constrictor protruded from the skull's mouth like a tongue. The skeleton rose higher and higher, shining brightly in a cloud of green smoke. Against the background of the night sky, it is like some kind of performance art.

"It's the Dark Mark. The wizard just now should be a Death Eater." Dumbledore pulled out his wand solemnly, and said to Grindelwald, "Go and wake everyone up, I'll disperse this thing."

Shocking screams erupted in the woods. The Dark Mark was so terrifying that everyone realized its ominousness.Most of the adult wizards present had experienced the terrifying period when Voldemort was rampant in the British wizarding world, and no one knew what this mark represented.

Dumbledore pointed his wand at the sky, and a blue halo, like an atomic bomb explosion, spread rapidly around Dumbledore's wand. At the same time, a huge elegant phoenix flew from the tip of his wand. He stepped out and rushed straight towards the Dark Mark in the sky.

The Dark Mark is like the snow that has encountered the dog-day sun, it melted away without a trace the moment it touched the patron saint Phoenix.I don't know who looked up and saw this iconic Patronus, and he yelled excitedly like a person dying of thirst in the desert encountering a lake: "Dumbledore! It's Dumbledore!"

People in the forest looked up one after another, and through the gaps in the forest, everyone saw the phoenix, the patron saint shining blue and white.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers in the forest, and everyone was no longer chaotic like headless chickens as before. The appearance of Dumbledore instantly made them feel like they had a backbone.

Dumbledore is here!There is a blue sky!Dumbledore is here!There is help here!

The blue and white phoenix hovered in the sky, and it didn't disperse for a long time. Under the delighted eyes of the wizards, it actually spoke.

"Now, please leave here in an orderly manner, and the staff of the Ministry of Magic will find out the truth of the riot later."

No one knows where Dumbledore himself is now, but everyone can be sure that Dumbledore's appearance represents the failure of this Death Eater operation. At this time, the Dark Lord has not yet been resurrected, and the Death Eaters He was determined not to have the guts to confront Dumbledore head-on.

The wizards took a reassurance and began to leave in an orderly manner with friends and companions.

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

It seems that this fun has been solved by Dumbledore now, and the riot here should not have caused any major problems.

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

It might not be appropriate to encircle. In short, Fudge, the leader, looked a bit unhappy, and it should be said that he was rather contradictory. On the one hand, he was not too reconciled to Dumbledore's new wave of prestige, which was undoubtedly a blow to his prestige. —— On the other hand, Dumbledore solved another extremely difficult problem for him, and now he doesn't know whether to be lucky or worry about it.

Standing beside Fudge was Barty Crouch, his face was also very serious, his neat mustache was tugging, and he didn't look so happy.

"Mark...yes, I saw the mark." Mr. Weasley ran down the stairs as he put on his clothes, mumbling: "Where did the mark come from? Where did it come from? Who saw it?"

"Over there." Dumbledore said, pointing to the woods, "but if they are not stupid, they must have run away by now."

The wizards in the Ministry of Magic have absolute trust in Dumbledore's words - just kidding, how could the first white wizard of the contemporary generation tell such a lie, they all raised their wands, turned around and pointed at the woods over there, squinting Eyes peered into the dark bushes.

After a while, the woods started to rustle, and then a wizard came out of the bushes - he couldn't see the figure clearly, but he seemed to be holding something in his outline.

"Stupefy! (faintly)" more than 20 wizards yelled loudly at the same time, a series of dazzling flashes appeared, and the black shadow saw the red rays of light, and quickly lowered its head to avoid these spells .

"My God! Are you crazy!" the voice shouted: "Damn, I'm Amos Digory, can you take it lightly, Merlin's beard... If I didn't react quickly, I would have been killed." You murdered!"

He strode over, and at this moment, 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 should be a house-elf."

He came over and put the elf in front of Barty Crouch.

Mr. Crouch stood motionless, his eyes fixed on Winky lying on the ground, as if about to breathe fire.The officials of the Ministry of Magic stared at Mr. Crouch for a long time without seeing any movement of Mr. Crouch, as if time had frozen.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said word by word: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

He circled Mr. Diggory swiftly and strode in the direction from which Mr. Diggory had just come running.

(End of this chapter)