With the cooperation of the wizard, the fire was quickly put out.

What's bizarre is that the flames were clearly ignited in Professor Slughorn's tent, and they were not burned too hard here...

On the contrary, Crouch's tent next to him was almost completely burned down. It was a disaster.

"Are you okay?"

Outside the tent, William threw two bottles of potions to the twins.

"It's okay, it's just a slight scratch."

George wiped his arms with hemostasis and said in fear.

"Why are you two going to chase Malfoy?" Hermione pursed her lips and looked serious, as if Professor McGonagall possessed her.

"We... thought there were pranks of alchemy items that could be dealt with." Fred said with a wry smile.

Qiu said seriously: "Did you forget that Malfoy is an adult wizard? How old are you?"

"us……"

"I'm going to write to my mother!" Ginny gave a fatal blow in a sharp voice.

"Ginny, please...don't!" Fred said hurriedly.

"I call you sister, okay? Ginny." George shouted shamelessly.

But no one paid attention to them, and several of them took turns criticizing the twins, with a serious tone.

They looked at William and Cedric's family members as if they were asking for help.

Cedric straightened his chest and wanted to persuade him, but Qiu glared at him, how could he dare to be tough?

Without any stance, he immediately changed his camp like a traitor and started to criticize and fight.

William was not that shameless. He just held his chin and pretended to be thinking about problems, completely ignoring the grievances that George and Fred cast.

The twins were really impulsive in this wave. Even if they had prank products, they could not be Malfoy's opponents.

They are different from Hermione. Hermione dares to face the adult wizard, which is that William trains her magic almost every night.

William taught Hermione his combat skills completely.

William also taught Cedric and others, but most of them were school weekends.

With the busyness of last year, the activity ended again.

They are definitely much better than wizards of the same age, but they are somewhat worse than adult wizards...especially Death Eaters like Malfoy.

William squinted his eyes... It seemed that the combat training for several people was about to be picked up again this school year.

The criticism and confrontation did not last long because Crouch came over.

Seeing his tent turned into ruins, he stood there for several seconds.

Crouch was indeed a little confused. He had only been away for half an hour, so why did this place become like this?

You guys have a party next door...why are you burning our tents?

I am a rebellious son who was hit by the Soul-Snatching Curse, and I am still in it!!

Although Crouch hated his son, he suddenly forced him to send a black-haired man to the white-haired man... The Yin and Yang are separated...

Is this what people do?

Mr. Crouch's angry face turned ferocious. He looked around and shouted, "Who did this?"

An Auror hurried over, pressed against Crouch's ear, and whispered for a while.

After a moment, Crouch's sharp eyes swept around the twins.

"Is it the fire you two set?!"

"We don't!" Fred shouted injustice.

"We did nothing!" said George. "The fire burned from Professor Slughorn's tent, not what we put."

"Don't lie, boy!" Crow's eyes were about to burst out.

“My tent is a distance from here and it is impossible to be ignited.

Just look at other tents nearby!

Someone led the fire over, and when Auror arrived just now, there were only two of you on the scene!"

"We're just putting out the fire..." Fred defended.

"It wasn't you who let it go, why do you want to save it..."

"Batty." A witch in a long sweater whispered, "They are still children, Baatty, they can't"

"What's wrong with the child?" Crouch was stimulated, and he looked a little crazy.

"I've seen too many young wizards who go astray...Young, this is not an excuse."

At this moment, with another puff, Minister Fuji appeared in the shadow of his figure and appeared in the crowd.

Fuji's clothes were in a mess, and there was a pink bow tangled around his neck, which was obviously wrong.

Maybe I was just playing with some strange paly and forgot to take it down.

After landing, Fuji had a soft touch of stinky dog ​​shit under his feet, which was soft.

Looking down, it was a dense grass.

He raised his feet, rubbed his soles on the grass, and spitted unluckyly, then looked at Slughorn on one side.

Slughorn was a little miserable, with traces of being caught on both hands, and blood was still seeping through.

He is using potions, but the vampire's special toxin is preventing the wound from healing.

"What's wrong with you, Horas?" Fudge was shocked.

"I was attacked by a vampire, and fortunately William saved me." Slughorn said with lingering fear.

Until now, he has not recovered from his agitation.

At that moment, he really thought he was going to die.

He is only over one hundred years old and is still young and has not lived enough.

Thanks to William who saved him...

Slughorn felt that he was now sworn brothers with him, but he wanted to die on the same day of the same year, month and day... it was not an exaggeration.

William certainly thought so.

"Where is that vampire?" Faugi said angrily.

Who lets the vampire enter the camp, this despicable dark creature! Except for Veva, all other magic creatures deserve to die.

Soon, Blood Ni was brought up. His mouth was cut a crack, but he did not die, but just fell into a coma.

"It must be the fire he set!"

Fuji looked around and stamped his feet angrily.

He had just received the news that he knew that there was a fire here and had to get up from the bed where the atmosphere was brewing.

He is in a bad mood now. The last time he died of an American wizard, he is still under investigation, and someone is setting fire again!

Fuji kicked the green grass under his feet, the triangular grass area, venting his anger.

His feet were surprisingly good, so he kicked them twice.

"It's not him, Connelly." Crouch looked around the ruins and shouted: "There are people who have led the fire to my tent, which contains a lot of precious information and official documents in the ministry...all gone!

I need someone to take charge.

I must use the flashback spell on the wands of the two red-haired little wizards, and I want to thoroughly investigate it!"

Crouch was already a little desperate. He didn't find Little Barty, nor did he find the house elf Shining.

"It's not what we did..." George struggled.

"A wizard just now, he knocked Malfoy unconscious, took his wand and led the fire over."

"What? What did you say?" Crouch rushed over, he grabbed George's arm and said with a grim face: "Did you see his appearance clearly?"

"No... we can't see that person. He may have used the illusion body curse or the invisible cloak."

Fred said, snatching George from Crouch.

"He sneaked into Malfoy from behind and picked up his wand..."

Crouch's face was terrible pale, his hands and his toothbrush-like mustache were twitching.

He knew who that was.

That rebellious son is not dead... and he even runs away!

"Where is Lucius?" Fudge asked uneasily. "Where is he?"

"I was still there just now..." George said.
To be continued...