Reborn Evil Wizard

In the dark night sky, half of the orange flames are burning, and the other half is the dark green and strange Dark Mark. This makes this unforgettable night of the Quidditch World Cup destined to leave a strong mark in the history of the wizarding world.

Lin Xi stood on the towering hill, quietly watching the development below the hill.The vision here is excellent, and it is easy to see everything on the flat swampy ground in all directions.He just stood there motionless, with a tall and straight figure, rebellious and extraordinary.

His clothes were loose, and the fierce wind blew through his long hair. The long black hair broke free from the shackles of the silver hair accessories and flew wildly behind his head.In the distance, his indifferent and ruthless face, like a jade carved from ice, appeared indistinctly in the flames. On this dark mountain top, only a pair of green pupils occasionally reflected the glint of light.

Groups of figures kept emerging from behind him. They walked lightly and moved quickly. Since they appeared, they stood behind Lin Xi without saying a word, motionless, as if they only wanted to follow the one in front who looked a little thin but showed a heavy body. After the majestic and imposing figure, they will be as fearless as the ruthless warriors following their king.

Lin Xi carefully observed the situation. He cast an eagle eye spell for himself, which was enough to see everything that happened below.The situation around the wizard gathering camp changed rapidly. As a third party who made up his mind to investigate and take action, Lin Xi deeply understood that the oriole was not so easy to do, let alone that the two parties entering the game could not be just cicadas and praying mantis.The first confrontation must be cautious. No one here is a real fool. Without complete preparations, the battle cannot be fought anyway.

What's more, now it's just a tentative blow.

With a slight "pop" sound of the air breaking through the air, a person apparated behind Lin Xi.The young wizard between teenagers and young people was the first to join TR with Lin Xi.Looking at Lin Xi who was standing in the front with his hands behind his back, he bowed his head respectfully and said, "Your Highness, we have found out that there are more than 60 Death Eaters who came this time, and nearly half of them were lured away." The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have lost the attention, and the rest are all in the woods to the east. Not only that, but we also found that the wetlands are surrounded by countless werewolves, and a few hidden dementors."

"Werewolves... Dementors... Huh, interesting." Lin Xi sneered a series of emotionless, "Preparations are quite thorough... So, how about you? Are you ready?"

"Just waiting for your instructions, Your Highness."

"Contact Dilmoch and ask him to keep an eye on Harry Potter. Everyone else, follow their respective captains and wait for instructions." Lin Xi looked up at the Dark Mark in the night sky, and there was a glint of blood in his eyes happily.

This night is destined to bleed!

……

Not long after Harry Potter and his group met Malfoy and his group, the terrifying Dark Mark suddenly appeared in the sky, but before these young men and women could react, a series of puff puff puffs sounded in all directions around them. There was a sound, and more than 20 wizards descended from the sky with their wands pointing straight at them, surrounding them all.

"Drowsy!" Twenty voices roared at the same time, followed by a series of dazzling flashes.

Both Potter's side and Malfoy's side were quick to respond, only the little girl Hermione didn't have the monstrous talent of the others——as a girl of bastard who hadn't been exposed to magic for four years, she was beaten by [-] experts. The adult wizard Auror who was the main fighter attacked, and there was no second result—she fell to the ground, but fortunately it was only a strong coma.

"stop!"

A voice familiar to Ron, Potter, and the black dog Black rang out nervously, followed by Arthur Weasley with a pale face, accompanied by a habitually gentle face The look of James Lupine and Severus Snape who followed Potter's arrival, the potion master who would do anything for Lily's child.

"Oh, Merlin - Harry, Ron, are you all right!?"

Arthur almost passed out, he never thought that he would find his son and the savior just by tracking the starting point of the Dark Mark with other wizard officials.

"Thank you for your concern. I think we're all right...well, well, maybe Hermione is in trouble." Potter's eyes flickered, and he pointed to the downed Hermione Granger, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Snape, who just stared at him with a dark face, and the Potions professor who always had trouble with him, who was once the best potions master under his command, but also the biggest number one betrayer, is time, slender His eyebrows frowned inexplicably.

"Harry Potter!?"

While dealing with Arthur Weasley's nervous questioning, Potter was stopped by someone. He looked at several wizards from the Ministry of Magic who were walking towards him. The leader was a stern and serious expression Middle-aged, oh, Barty Crouch, his old acquaintance. "Among you, who conjured the Dark Mark?"

His suspicious look shot back and forth at Potter and the three platinum-haired Malfoys beside him, and finally his eagle-like eyes fell on Potter. "Where's your wand? Mr. Potter, I think you should get your wand out, and you too. We need a Flashback Charm."

Even in the face of countless people's suspicious eyes, Potter still seemed calm, "In fact, there is no one, sir." He said, but he did not obediently take out his wand, and even acted carelessly, "The sound of the incantation at that time It didn’t come from here, sir. I think that instead of searching blindly like this, it’s better to ask relevant people. For example, Malfoy who arrived earlier than us? I remember that they were once the most loyal partners of the mysterious man.”

He smiled at Draco and the others on the opposite side, as if he had no intention of blaming them for this incident at all, but when he changed his words, everyone's eyes returned to him.

"As for the wand..." Potter showed a wry smile, and he spread his hands to the wizard officials, "Actually, I lost it by accident."

"Lost it!? That's not a good excuse, you—" Crouch was about to reprimand severely, but he didn't want the group of Aurors scattered around looking for some possible clues behind him to suddenly stop him.

"Mr. Crouch, here is a new discovery!"

So it didn't take long before a gang of wizard-Aurors in full gear found a comatose house-elf - belonging to Crouch, and a wand that cast the Dark Mark - which happened to belong to a certain A messiah who just lost his wand.

Things became more and more complicated.

The finger is pointed at the righteous Barty Crouch.Potter was playing with the wand that was temporarily returned to its original owner, and he also smiled calmly. He was able to pour a basin of sewage on old Crouch, and he did not forget that he deliberately threw the wand to the one who had been trying to steal it before. Barty Jr.

However, I have to say that this kind of framing may be useful to those wizard officials who have long been corrupted by money, reputation and interests, but for Albus Dumbledore, the white wizard who has the status of spiritual leader in the British wizarding world, Potter understood that this cunning and wise old man would choose to trust Barty Crouch more.

As for Potter's purpose, it is enough to let the dear Mr. Principal understand his innocence, which is undoubtedly involved.

Then anything that happened after that had nothing to do with his savior at all.

A large number of Aurors came and fought fiercely with the group of Death Eaters.They had surrounded it at the mouth of a small valley, and the other half of the Death Eaters who had lured away the Aurors stationed here had also rushed over.

Most of the ordinary wizards and children who came to watch the Quidditch World Cup returned to their camps that had been damaged by magic and fire. The flames had been extinguished by the wizards who came to support them. There was still smoke billowing from the wreckage of the tent.

In the gathering place at this time, almost all the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and wizard officials with strong combat effectiveness went to fight the Death Eaters—because they were attacked by werewolves and dementors on the way to support the wizard, The expansion of the battle situation made manpower limited, and they had to choose to eliminate the Death Eaters first, instead of staying in the gathering place to protect civilians and nobles.

In the camp, a large group of wizards with terrified expressions gathered in threes and fives, discussing in a low voice.They forcibly locked the children in the few tents with good defenses and escaped unharmed, to prevent these children who had never experienced turbulent battles from running around at will.

And at this moment, in several tents, they were either closing their eyes to recuperate, or eating, or talking and arguing fiercely and excitedly with other children. These teenagers with different expressions were almost at the same time, lowering their heads and talking secretly. Looking at his left hand, there was a simple red ring surrounded by strange dark gold runes, which was shining scarlet at this moment.

They turned their heads and looked at the ignorant teenagers and girls beside them. They coincidentally had a strange murderous look in their eyes.

At the same time, the noble young man who was talking politely, watched the shadow of his target in the dark, and the wizard who gradually left the crowd, they touched the somewhat hot red stone ring on their finger Finally, when he looked at the person in front of him, he showed the expression of a hunter looking at his prey...

……

Just after Potter and the others and the group of Ministry of Magic officials disappeared because they were looking for the person with the Dark Mark, just as they entered the wizard gathering place, people's ear-piercing screams of panic rang out one after another in the camp...