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A series of dazzling red flashes flashed across the sky above the ruins.
Shadows flickered, and hundreds of burning red lights shot out from the wizard's wand, intertwining with each other.
He crashed into the wreckage of the ruins and bounced back into the darkness.
"I saw it! He's showing himself!" A wizard yelled.
"Don't be silly, this area does not allow you to use Phantom Image."
But when he thought of Keresis's sudden disappearance, his words were particularly unconvincing tonight.
"That person suddenly disappeared in front of me. If it wasn't a phantom," the voice paused and then said in surprise, "there's a person lying on the ground, unconscious. Oh, my God, this is?!"
'What have you found? 'said Mr Crouch in a cold, emotionless voice.
His face tightened, and his sharp eyes fell on the darkness.
A few seconds later, under everyone's gaze, a Magus walked out with a small, soft body in his arms.
Around her neck was a tea towel. It was the house-elf, Twinkle!
Mr. Crouch watched as the man placed his house-elf at his feet. He did not move or speak.
The other officials of the Ministry of Magic all stared at Mr. Crouch, and the atmosphere was extremely weird.
For a few seconds, Crouch stood motionless, as if frozen.
On his pale face, a pair of fiery eyes stared fiercely at Shinning on the ground.
Then, he seemed to come back to his senses.
"It, it's impossible, it's impossible!" he stammered. "It's impossible!"
He quickly bypassed the wizard in front of him and strode toward the place where Twinkle was found.
"It's no use, Mr. Crouch!" cried the wizard who had spotted Twinkle. "There's nobody else there."
But Mr. Crouch seemed to take no notice of him, and they heard him walking up and down.
He searched carefully in the dark ruins. The sound of rubble rolling on the ground could be heard.
When Elwyn and Hermione came down, he still hadn't come out of the ruins.
"Elwyn, Hermione, are you both alright?"
Elwyn saw Sirius and Mr. Weasley running towards them, looking terrified.
In the sky, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Krum, Fred, George, and the other Quidditch players slowly landed beside them.
Everyone swarmed over to ask about Elwyn and Hermione, crying tears of joy.
Everyone was shocked by Elwyn's strength. They didn't expect this thirteen-year-old boy to be so powerful.
Those who were familiar with him knew that Elwyn had used the power of the Sorcerer's Stone.
The magic power contained in the powerful Sorcerer's Stone was beyond the imagination of the world.
Not long after, Foggy also came over under the protection of a group of Auror.
He seemed to have not recovered from the huge shock, and asked Elwyn who the person he had fought was.
"Enough, these two children need to rest!" Sirius said impatiently, "Elwyn only fought with a Dark Magus who suddenly broke in. This should have been the Ministry of Magic's responsibility. If you want to know the truth, you can ask those Dark Magi who were caught, and you'll know who they are and where they came from! "
"You're right, Blake!" Foggy nodded awkwardly, "We really did …"
At this moment, the officials of the Ministry of Magic at the edge of the ruins cried out in alarm again, and everyone hurried over.
The Auror seemed to be discussing whether it was this house-elf who had cast the Mark of Dark Magic, and finally focused on the wand.
To use this spell, one needed a wand, and Twinkle was indeed holding one in her hand.
The scene was a mess, and by the time everyone had squeezed over, an expressionless Crouch walked out of the ruins.
His face was still frighteningly pale, and his hands and toothbrush-shaped moustache were twitching.
"Barty, where did you go tonight?" Foggy asked hurriedly, looking even more flustered than he was. "It's hard to imagine that something like this would happen tonight. A Dark Magus attack, and now even the Mark of Dark Magic has appeared!"
"I've been busy as hell!" Mr. Crouch said, still enunciating each word, his lips barely moving. "During the competition, someone attacked my tent. They seemed to be looking for something!"
"If you ask me, those guys are definitely crazy. What will people say tomorrow?!" Foggy complained. "I don't even have to think about it to know that it's all the Ministry of Magic's fault. But who knows … Gosh, what happened to this house-elf?"
He seemed to have just noticed the house-elf lying on the ground, Twinkle.
Someone quickly walked out of the crowd to Foggy's side and whispered a few words to him.
This wizard looked like an old lion, his tawny hair and thick eyebrows interspersed with strands of gray.
Behind the gold-rimmed glasses was a pair of sharp eyes, staring unkindly at Crouch.
Although he was limping a little, he walked with a carefree stride.
It was immediately apparent that he was a sharp and tough guy.
He was Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, and currently the strongest Auror.
"Rufus, what do you mean …" Foggy's eyes fell on the wand in Twinkle's hand.
Then, as if he had suddenly discovered an incredible truth, he raised his head and looked at Crouch in disbelief.
"So, Crouch's house-elf used this wand to cast the Mark of Dark Magic!" Foggy's voice carried a hint of horror as he said slowly, "The mark of a mysterious person, how could she use this spell?!"
Crouch did not speak, his eyes fixed on the wand in Twinkle's hand.
He did not seem to hear Foggy's words, nor did he understand what he meant.
"It can't be her …" Someone argued in a low voice.
"Even if it's not her, this house-elf can't escape responsibility!" Scrimgeour said bluntly. "She violated the third rule of the Wand Code of Conduct: No non-human creature is allowed to carry or use a wand."
"But …"
"I think we should listen to how this house-elf defends herself before making a judgment!" Scrimgeour continued. "If you have no objections, Mr. Crouch …"
He seemed to be asking Crouch, but without waiting for an answer, he quickly raised his wand and pointed it at Twinkle. "Hurry up and wake up!"
Twinkle stirred weakly, and her bell-like brown eyes opened.
She blinked her eyelids hard, and her expression was blank.
Under the silent gazes of the wizards, she shakily propped herself up into a sitting position.
Then, slowly and shakily, she looked up at the crowd.
Then, even more slowly, she looked up at the night sky above.
One could clearly see that the floating skeleton was reflected in her two large, lifeless eyes.
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