"Let the clones deal with the Death Eaters, let's go north to see, Phoebe drives the Stars and follows him," Luke said to Hermione.

"Okay." Hermione and Phoebe said at the same time.

The two phoenixes above the field flew towards the north at the same time.

On the east side of the court, injured wizards followed the patron saint one after another, but they did not see the therapist, only saw a few children.

"Arthur! The therapist, didn't you say that it could be cured here?" asked a witch who knew Mr. Weasley.

"Here, here, all the people who have suffered injuries come here to get potions." Qiu Zhang and Cedric stood next to him, and there was the patron saint of two cranes.

"If you are injured in bones, you will be injured in internal organs, come here to get the potion." Katie also shouted, following her a patron saint like a unicorn.

"There are potions made by Luke Cock. They can cure their injuries immediately. Everyone comes here to get the potions." Mr. Weasley shouted.

On the periphery of the camp where the potions were issued, Skye and Anna rode on their spirit beasts, guarding the air for possible attacks. On the ground, Harry, Ginny, Fred, George and other F.A.M members were also on guard.

More and more people gathered here, and the huge patron saint emitting white light in the sky made them feel safer, and even the uninjured wizards gathered over.

Not long after, the Minister of Magic Foggy arrived here with many people from the Ministry of Magic, including Rufus Sclinger, the director of the Aurors' office, and several Aurors.

"What's going on with Harry Potter?" Fudge found Harry who was relatively familiar, and Fudge looked at Skye and Anna in the air. "Who can explain it to me?"

Fudge was in a bad mood at this time. With such a big international incident, I don’t know how many casualties will be today.

Suddenly, a huge green thing appeared from the woods in the distance. It jumped up to the treetops and flew into the air.

A huge skeleton, composed of countless green stars-like things, a python emerged from the skeleton's mouth, like a tongue. Just as they were watching, the skeleton rose higher and higher, emitting dazzling light in a cloud of green smoke, and against the dark night sky, it was like a new constellation.

"That's how it is, Voldemort's Dark Mark was attacked by the Death Eaters." Harry said, pointing to the sky's pattern.

"Impossible, the Dark Lord is dead." Fudge said hoarsely.

"It was the Death Eater, Minister, Luke Cock reminded you, you didn't care at that time." said Rufus Sclinger, who was beside him.

"He only talked about the attack, not the Death Eaters. Why are there only a few people in our Aurors?" Foggy still didn't believe it.

"That's because before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by you. The Aurors were already guarding against attacks, but I didn't expect this to be so large." The current situation also exceeded Rufus Sclinger's expectations.

"This time the attack was not only the Death Eaters, but also others. Look at the sky in the north." Sky fell from the sky and said.

Everyone looked at the sky in the north, and the sky showed a strange red color.

Suddenly, a series of puff sounds, twenty wizards descended from the sky, and the Ministry of Magic reinforcements arrived.

"Minister, what's going on?" said a cold voice. It was Mr. Crouch, who and other wizard officials in the ministry surrounded him.

"It's the Death Eaters. There are people I arranged in the woods, maybe they can be caught," said Sclinger.

"Did you know about this attack in advance?" Crouch turned his thunderous eyes to Sclinger again, his face full of suspicion. He did not think Auror would arrange a post in the woods so far away outside the court.

"Not only I know, everyone here knows, look at what these kids are doing now." Sklinger signaled to everyone to see the little wizards guarding around, and the little wizards who distributed potions on the hillside.

"Rufus, then why didn't you explain to the ministry early?" said a witch wearing a long wool dressing gown.

Sclinger looked at Fudge, who had no choice but to say, "At first it was just suspicion, there was no accurate news."

At this time, an Auror ran out of the woods and "catched one..."

"Where are you guys?" shouted Mr. Crouch, completely in a tone of disbelief, "Who? Who?"

"A coma elf." Another Auror walked out of the woods, holding a small soft body in his arms, which was shining with the elf.

Mr. Crouch watched the Auror put his house elf at his feet, and he did not move or speak.

The rest of the Ministry of Magic stared at Mr. Crouch, for several seconds, Crouch stood motionless, as if it had frozen, with the fire-breathing eyes on the pale face staring at the glittering on the ground. Then, he seemed to come back to his senses.

"This... is impossible." He said one after another, "Impossible..."

"Look, she has a wand in her hand. What she holds is first violated the third paragraph of the Code of Use of the Wand: No non-human creature may carry or use a wand." said Mr. Diggory, Cedric's father.

"Do you have some brains? The battle is not over yet. So many people are just discussing who put a firework here." Skye looked at the officials of the Ministry of Magic and said endlessly. No one participated in the rescue, and no one participated in the battle.

"You, what are you? We-ah~ my arms." A witch was about to scold Skye when a black shadow flashed by, and his outstretched arm fell to the ground.

"If you don't want to die, get away, don't get in the way here." Skye was angry, and he would not care about these wizards.

Most of the Ministry of Magic picked up their wands and looked at Skye.

Suddenly, the sky in the north was bright and a dazzling white light column fell from the sky.

Boom ~

The violent explosion followed by a huge wave of air, and almost everyone was blown away.

At the same time, all earthquake monitoring departments around the world received signals one after another that earthquakes occurred in eastern England.

At SHIELD headquarters, Nick Fury was drinking his afternoon tea and received a call.

"What did you say? In eastern England, huge energy fluctuations were monitored, and they had exceeded 10,000 tons of equivalent nuclear bombs."

After hearing this, Nick Fury immediately picked up another phone call, "Colson, call all the people in Europe and rushed to eastern England immediately. You can see the specific address by reading the news that the British cannot throw tactical nuclear bombs on their own land. This matter is definitely not simple."
Chapter completed!