Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"What the **** is the children, why don't they keep up?" Fudge frowned.

In the crowd, he looked back at the Ai Wen who stayed in the same place.

"It may be scared, or arrogant, thinking that he can handle the current situation!" Lucius replied in a sleek voice. "Minister, let's just leave, it is dangerous!"

"The child is very important, we must guarantee his safety!" Fudge said annoyedly. "Dumbledore had talked to me specifically about this a few days ago. I can’t believe it. It would happen on the World Cup. Situation. Think about it, tomorrow morning, the Daily Prophet can publish the riots with the biggest headlines, and people all over the world laugh at us!"

"This is what your British people call security measures!" said a heavy voice. "It's really eye-opening!"

"Since that man’s collapse, it has not happened for many years." Fudge suddenly stopped and looked at the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic, who was beside him, and said with amazement, "Do you speak English?"

The other party dismissed and nodded, speeding up and fleeing.

"You actually speak English, and let me draw here every day!" Fudge said angrily.

"That is a very interesting thing!" the Bulgarian minister shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Damn, these guys treat us all as fools."

"Come on, Minister!" Lucius whispered. "The mobs below are likely to rush at any time."

"but"

"The safety of you and these VIPs is now the most important, and Black and others will come over and take the kids away!"

At this time, they have come to the main staircase of the aisle.

The explosions, screams and fighting sounds were very close to them, and Carresis advanced very fast.

Although the Auror of the Ministry of Magic is doing its best to stop it, in this case, it is impossible to stop their footsteps.

Fudge nodded palely and joined other people into the flustered crowd.

At this point, there are a few of them in the box.

Everyone is staring at Ai Wen, waiting for him to take his idea.

"Ivan, are you ready to do a big job?!" Fred said excitedly.

"To have a duel with the real Black Wizard, this is what I have always dreamed of!" George said.

"You are crazy, there are more than a dozen masked people ready to rush, we have no chance of winning!" Ron said in a panic. "I don't understand why we don't go with the ministers. They are professional Aurors."

"The following are all black wizards, it is not safe to run out!" Ai Wen said quickly.

He didn't explain too much, but Harry couldn't just go out anyway.

The goal of Carresis is Harry, he will not let them go.

“Is it safe to stay here?!”

"I have a better idea. If it is successful, it can help us escape."

Ai Wen waved his wand and the small door inside the box slammed shut tightly.

As he moves, all the seats fly to the door and block it completely.

"What idea?" Ron asked in confusion.

Feeling closer and closer, everyone is nervous.

Ai Wen blocked the exit, which means they have no retreat.

They are now like the shackles, waiting for the black wizards to rush, only to fight.

"We can ride on a broomstick, which is the safest!" said Ai Wen. "Those black wizards can't fly to heaven."

"But there is no flying broom here!" Harry looked around in surprise.

Under the glare mapping, there is no view in the small box.

Except for the golden Quidditch trophy, there is nothing here.

"We need a little help, I hope they will come down!" said Ai Wen, pointing his wand at the sky.

The end of his wand made a few rays of light, rushing into the sky like fireworks, attracting everyone's attention.

The turmoil in the competition venue was stagnation, and everyone looked up at the box.

"The voice is loud!" Ai Wen shouted, learning Ludo as he pointed his wand at his throat.

In the next second, what he said was like thunder, and it resounded throughout the stadium.

"Come down, we need help!" Ai Wen said loudly, looking at the Quidditch athletes hovering overhead.

They haven't figured out what happened underneath, but they just flew in the sky.

Hearing the shouts, both the Irish and Bulgarian Quidditch players are hesitating.

They kept spinning in the sky and no one flew over.

In the box, everyone’s heart mentioned the eyes of the blind, and they understood Ai Wen’s plan.

It’s a wonderful idea to leave with a broomstick.

But what if the guys above don't come down and see if they can't save? !

At this time, under the stadium, Sirius is fighting with two vampires.

Just playing, he knows the way these guys come, and knows that this is planned by Voldemort.

He didn't know if Voldemort's goal was the magic stone of Avon, or Harry? !

He wants to go back, but the two guys opposite each other are tightly entangled in him, so that he can't get away.

"Damn!" Sirius snarled, and the wand slammed out a few spells.

He watched as he watched, and Carrezis led other vampires to quickly approach the box.

A group of students in Booth Barton are rushing away from the stadium near the exit.

Among them, the figures of the two girls suddenly stopped and looked up.

"This is the voice of Ai Wen, I can hear it!" Gabri said with delight, "He is in that small box!"

"Avon Mason?!" Furong looked up and could see the boy's figure.

That location is not good, the destination of these troubled black wizards is obviously the small box, they will soon rush.

Can it be said that their purpose is Avon? !

"Sister, Ai Wen is asking for help, we must help him in the past!" Gabri said anxiously, "Where is Mrs. Maxim?"

"You don't have to go to help, those people have gone down!" Furong comforted her and said, nervously looking at the top box.

In fact, in addition to her, there are many people looking at it.

Everyone understands that that place is the core of the event tonight.

The box is full of high-ranking wizards. Maybe these crazy black wizards want to hijack them and threaten what the Ministry of Magic is doing.

In the sky, Krum hesitated when he heard the voice of help from Ai Wen and others.

He immediately made up his mind and made a gesture to his team members and quickly flew to the box.

Under his leadership, the Bulgarian team and some of the Irish team players are also quickly approaching.

"God, they are coming!" Hermione shouted in surprise.

"Look, it's Krum, he flew over to us!" Ron followed.

After a few seconds, a group of people flew into the box from the stands.

Everyone hurriedly thanked these Quidditch athletes in an incredible way.

Ai Wen felt that while they were coming in, Carresis also speeded up.

Now, he is outside the box! (To be continued.)