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No one knew where Barty Crouch was, and no one knew what was going on down there.
According to the plan, it was time for the award ceremony and celebration.
Under the dazzling light, the private room on the top floor was magically illuminated.
Two wizards even carried a large golden cup into the room, panting. It was the Quidditch trophy.
But at that moment, the small room was silent.
No one cared about the Quidditch trophy. Everyone listened to the deafening screams below in fear.
Unlike the cheers from before, the screams were even more tragic. They were wails of pain and cries for help.
A few high-ranking wizards who lived like princes turned pale. They had never encountered such a situation before.
Under the sudden attack, most of the wizards' first reaction was to pull out their wands and fight back.
But they could not find the enemy. There were too many people below. A hundred thousand spectators were squeezed into such a small place. It was a disaster. Casting spells in a panic would only hurt more innocent people.
The officials from the Ministry of Magic tried in vain to maintain order. No one listened to them.
In front of so many people, they were like a small boat in the middle of the sea, pushed and shoved by the crowd.
The wizards with crimson hoods were laughing loudly and casting powerful spells.
The battle escalated quickly. The area of effect spread rapidly, and the power of the spells flying out became stronger and stronger.
On the field, the Imps and Charming Dolls all stopped and looked at the battle on the stands in horror.
If it was just a scuffle between the fans before, now it had completely turned into a war.
Red, blue, and white magical lights flashed continuously. There were even dark green rays of black magic mixed in.
Elwyn was sure that he saw the Curse of Massacre and the Curse of Heartache!
But that was not all. Explosions could be heard from the stands from time to time.
Most of the wizards who did not have much fighting power were howling in despair. They were running around like headless flies.
Children were crying, people's nervous, anxious shouts and painful wails echoed in the field.
In the few minutes after the end of the match, the happy place had turned into hell. Crazy scenes were everywhere.
People tried to rush out of the arena, trying their best to escape.
This area was protected by magic, and spells such as Phantom Manifestation could not be used. The only hope was to escape.
Hundreds of wizards with dark red hoods and cold auras were mixed in the crowd, using black magic.
They were creating chaos, causing the flow of people to slow down.
There was also a group of sorcerers with ulterior motives who started to take advantage of the situation. The scene was a mess.
Among them, there was a small group of people who stood out.
They were also wearing masks and hoods. They went against the flow and quickly gathered at the main staircase from all over the grandstand.
From his vantage point, Elwyn could see everything clearly. These dark Magi seemed to be gathering together and charging forward.
Their target was here, the private room on the top floor!
These guys were definitely vampires. Elwyn even recognized the leader as Keresis.
His magic was exceptionally powerful, and there was almost nothing that could stop him.
They wanted to rush up and rescue Barty Crouch Jr., and maybe even kidnap Harry.
It was a complete mess. Elwyn did not expect Lord Voldemort to be so crazy after receiving the help of the vampires.
He actually made such a big fuss, completely disregarding the lives of others.
When everyone was at their most relaxed and their defense was at its weakest, he chose to make his move. He used the simplest and most violent method!
Everything happened too suddenly. By the time this matter was over, the Ministry of Magic would not be able to find a clue at all.
Then again, would Lord Voldemort still be afraid of the Ministry of Magic after he successfully recovered his strength?!
"What should we do now?" Hermione asked in a panic.
"Take out your wands!" Elwyn panted and pulled out his wand.
Sirius and Mr. Weasley were nowhere to be seen. They had to rely on themselves to prepare for battle.
Everyone took out their wands, except for Harry, who was still searching.
He looked for his wand in his coat pocket, but it was gone. All he found was the panoramic telescope.
"I lost my wand!" Harry shouted. "How is this possible? I just saw it!"
"You must be joking!"
Ron and Hermione hurried to help Harry find his wand. Everyone was nervous.
Elwyn knew where his wand was. He looked in the direction of Twinkle, the house-elf.
After entering the private room, Harry had only been there when he was talking to Twinkle.
However, there was no one there. Twinkle and Barty Crouch Jr. were gone.
Inside the private room, someone was screaming and fleeing in a panic. The door was opened.
Barty Crouch Jr. must have taken this opportunity to leave, taking Harry's wand with him.
Or Twinkle could just take him away with her. The magic of a house-elf was different from that of a wizard.
The arena forbade wizards from using their phantoms, but a house-elf could.
Elwyn closed his eyes and sensed that Barty Crouch Jr. was still nearby.
He was following the fleeing crowd downwards, and his speed was very fast.
Elwyn didn't have the energy to pay any more attention to him. The others in the private room were also in a mess.
When they saw that the red-hooded dark wizards below were targeting this private room, everyone became like ants on a hot pan.
They had no intention of holding their ground. Instead, they planned to flee in a panic before the dark wizards came up.
Foggy, Ludo, the Malfoy family, and the Minister of the Bulgarian Ministry of Magic quickly left under the protection of several Auror guards. Before they left, they asked Elwyn and the others to follow them and get ready to escape with everyone.
Elwyn hesitated and did not move. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George looked at each other and did not move.
Keresis was not a fool. Their target was Harry.
With such a large group of people going down, it would be no different from suicide.
Elwyn did not think that Foggy and the Auror from the Ministry of Magic would be of much use in the face of the dangerous vampires.
However, it was clearly impossible to continue staying here. Without the help of others, Elwyn and the others would not be able to resist.
Although Elwyn had originally planned to rely on the advantageous terrain of this place to buy time, it was no longer possible.
The others had already left. If they continued to stay here, they would simply be waiting for death.
"Elwyn, what should we do?" Hermione asked again.
"We'll listen to you!" Harry said directly. "We'll do whatever you say!"
Ron, Fred, and George glanced at the Ministry of Magic leaving and nodded hesitantly.
Elwyn's past experience and performance made everyone choose to believe in him.
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