"Everyone is here, and someone has already gone to deal with it. Everyone will just think it was an accident." Another person replied.

"At that time, other people will gradually join our team, making those idiots at the Ministry of Magic think that we just drank too much and caused this incident."

If there were only a few of them, Lucius would naturally not dare to provoke the Ministry of Magic at this time, but if there were enough participants, there would be no need to worry about these problems.

"Very good, let's get started!" Lucius pulled out his wand, roughly opened the wooden door, broke into the camp administrator's cabin, and used magic to levitate several sleeping Muggles into the air.

However, this family has been cast a coma spell by wizards from the Ministry of Magic. Even if they are suspended in mid-air, they will not be able to wake up for a while.

How can a Muggle be tortured if he doesn't scream?

Therefore, Malfoy used magic to wake them up, and then led the four of them toward the wizard's camp like a balloon.

Tonight, everyone is celebrating the Irish team's victory. It is undoubtedly the time when the security of the Quidditch World Cup is at its weakest, and it is a good opportunity for them to make a move.

"I hope things go smoother over there." Malfoy murmured, "Okay, let's help these guys have fun!"

On the other side, McNeil and Avery were in action. The task they were given was to eliminate the threat of the mudblood.

McNeil and Avery have always liked to torture their opponents, so they took over this task and now they are waiting for Lucius to cause chaos.

The noisy atmosphere at night still did not subside, which made it more difficult for McNeil and Avery. They could not let others discover that something was wrong, and they had to take advantage of the chaos to eliminate the threat. Therefore, the two were not in a hurry to break into the tent.

, but waited until he saw a large firelight in the distance and a commotion began to occur around him, then he broke into the tent with the help of the disguise spell.

When they first entered the tent, McNeil and Avery were stunned. The environment inside the tent was so simple that they could not imagine it. After the two looked at each other, they began to search for the whereabouts of the tent owner with their wands.

However, they were shocked to find that there was no one in the tent at all.

"Damn it, that Mudblood didn't sleep in the tent, where did he go?" Avery was very angry about this. They had planned for a long time and took such great risks to eliminate the threat. However, the plan had just begun, because the other party did not know

Wherever you go, it's all in vain.

"What should we do now? Should we notify Lucius and ask them to cancel the plan?" McNeil asked with a frown.

"It's too late. Let's go over to meet them and tell them about this. The mudblood should still be in the camp. If we're lucky enough..." Avery stopped talking. He also knew that he would meet the other party.

The probability is not high.

Taking advantage of the crowd's cover, Avery and McNeil left in a hurry.

It didn't take them long to join the marchers who were setting fires everywhere and causing chaos.

"We didn't find the mudblood." McNeil said in a low voice.

"what happened?"

Lucius's original good mood disappeared all of a sudden.

"I don't know, he's not in his tent, and neither is anyone else." McNeil frowned and asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"What else can we do? Of course we should continue the parade." Lucius thought for a moment and said: "Go to Weasley's place. That guy has a good relationship with Weasley. Maybe they will be there, even if they can't find anyone.

It can also leave a lasting memory for Harry Potter."

It is impossible to stop.

Since the main goal cannot be accomplished, then they can accomplish their original goal. Initially, they just wanted to teach Fudge an impressive lesson.

The parade became larger and larger, and even some dark wizards who were not Death Eaters joined in. It seemed that they wanted to take this opportunity to vent, which was a good thing for Lucius.

The tents were burning, the Muggles overhead were screaming in terror, and the procession was using magic on the wizards who were escaping in embarrassment, not caring who they accidentally hurt.

Anyway, creating more chaos is the right choice, and those cowards from the Ministry of Magic dare not step forward to stop them. Because the number of people here has an overwhelming advantage, and the four Muggles above their heads are also giving

gave them a good excuse.

Yes, they are not afraid, but they are afraid of the safety of those Muggles.

Once there is an excuse, no one is willing to risk the threat and go up to fight with the dark wizards. At least they have to wait until the Ministry of Magic gathers more helpers before they can stop it. This is difficult, because the Ministry of Magic still has

To help maintain order, the British Ministry of Magic obviously does not have enough manpower.

Before the wizards from the Ministry of Magic could gather enough people to stop the chaos, things changed. Some of the tents they had set ablaze suddenly exploded, as if someone had lit a small bottle of gas, scaring the marching dark wizards.

For a moment, they thought there was an enemy chanting a curse at them.

The parade was still moving forward, but the explosions around them became more and more frequent, especially the tents they set on fire, which seemed to have turned into bombs. Once they exploded, the contents inside would fly everywhere, causing a group of people in the parade to be stunned.

Somewhat embarrassed.

"Damn it, what's going on?" Looking at the several companions who were knocked over by the explosion, Lucius's face suddenly darkened.

To this day, he is still confused and doesn't understand what happened. He only feels that the ignited tents around him may explode at any time. If the idiots from the Ministry of Magic hadn't dared to come up, they would have been in greater trouble.

.

At this moment, a green light rose into the air, and Lucius was horrified to find that the huge green shining thing was something they were very familiar with...the Dark Mark.

It was like they had been stabbed in a hornet's nest. All the wizards around them apparated and fled here, as if they were afraid of getting involved with that thing.

Lucius knew that tonight's farce was over, and he left with the others without any hesitation.

Everyone knows what the Dark Mark means. It is a provocation to the Ministry of Magic. This has undoubtedly touched the nerves of many people, and the Ministry of Magic will not let it go.

After the wizard left, several Muggles who lost control of their magic immediately fell from the sky and were caught by people from the Ministry of Magic, whose memories were tampered with.

Many wizards who had been gathered together breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the group of dark wizards escaping. It was undoubtedly a good thing not to have to conflict with them.

It's not that they are cowardly, but Crouch divided most of his men and rushed towards the position where the Dark Mark was raised. Compared with these troublemakers who didn't know if they were Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic obviously cared more about the one who dared to raise the Dark Mark.

The bastard with the Mark, because that guy is undoubtedly a Death Eater, which makes everyone nervous. After all, Death Eaters have always been the key targets of the Ministry of Magic.

No one wants their peaceful life to be destroyed again, but they are destined to be disappointed, and the last time of peace is leaving them.
Chapter completed!