Magical Studies at Hogwarts

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

"Armor protection!"

Ike waved his left hand and blocked an incoming explosive spell. He waved his wand with his right hand and three small silver shields fell on the three of them. Still uneasy, two more small shields appeared, surrounding Hermione and

Ginny spins.

With the shield holstered, Ike felt at ease and could let go of his hands and feet. As the wand passed through the air, the small shield in front of him suddenly enlarged, his left hand stretched forward, and the shield slowly moved forward, blocking Ike.

Strictly true.

"Bang, bang, bang"

A large number of spells were cast on it, but only a few ripples appeared, and it was very solid.

"Is this still the Iron Armor Curse?" A man wearing a white hood was a little confused, but before the person next to him could reply, he felt a violent vibration on the ground, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

Ike held the wand tightly in his right hand, pointed the tip of the wand straight to the ground in front of him, raised it sharply, and slapped the person opposite him with a huge palm.

"Dammit, block it!"

Countless magic spells hit the slowly falling giant hand, but only a few gravels and clods were struck.

"Get out of the way!"

Someone shouted, and the people who were still resisting fled in all directions. Seeing the opportunity, Ike stretched out his wand and pulled, and the child floating in the air quickly flew over.

"Still alive!" Hermione quickly checked the child's condition and found that he was still breathing, but very weakly. "He needs treatment immediately!"

Hearing this, Ike immediately threw a small bottle to Hermione.

"You three all have a drop, then run, and stop when you feel you're safe!"

"This is the elixir of good fortune!"

Without any hesitation, Hermione fed the child a drop first, then Ginny, and finally herself.

"Be careful, Ike, I'm going to find Mr. Weasley and the others!" As she said that, Hermione used magic to make the child fly, and pulled Ginny to run in a certain direction.

Somehow, she felt that was the most correct direction.

Ike didn't look back. The white hoods who had fled in all directions came back again, and there were also many masked guys, two or three times as many as before.

The giant hand lost much power after losing Ike's control, and was easily dispersed by the spell. However, the falling gravel and soil were enough to eat a pot of these guys.

Because of the Quidditch World Cup, the Ministry of Magic placed an anti-Apparition spell around the camp. They could only run on two legs, and they looked really embarrassed.

"Damn boy!"

"Kill him!"

Angry shouts came one after another, but Ike hid the silver shield in front of him and said nothing. He waved his wand with his right hand violently, and the monstrous flames immediately swept forward.

Then he cast a Disguise Charm and fled in the direction Hermione left.

He is not stupid. He has no problem with one against three and one against five. One against seven and one against ten is a little troublesome, but one against dozens? Who can bear it?

The white hoods were obviously organized. They all waved their wands, and rays of light flashed through, quickly dispersing the flames. But then they discovered that the hateful boy just now had disappeared.

"Damn! I must kill him!" said a white hood.

"Don't be impulsive, he is not our target." Another white hood replied in a deep voice.

He seemed to be taking the lead, and no one tried to contradict him.

"Hurry up, remember our plan, don't be caught by the guys from the Ministry of Magic!" He said again, waved his hands, and the group of white hoods dispersed, leaving only the masked guys.

, there are still some confused ones left in place.

"Who are these people?"

"The devil knows."

The masked people murmured for a while and then dispersed. They just wanted to cause some damage and gain some benefits from the chaos. If there wasn't too much noise, they wouldn't have come.

On the other side, sensing that the marks on Hermione's clothes had stopped, Ike also slowed down and removed the Disillusionment Curse.

Along the way, there were obviously a lot fewer guys in white hoods or masks, and there were almost no people running for their lives. A few Aoluo in leather clothes ran past quickly.

Ike recognized one of them as Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of Auro's office, who had briefly appeared in the top box before.

"Go over there, it's safe." Ao Luo, who was following Scrimgeour, pointed to Ike in the direction where Hermione stopped.

"Okay, be safe, gentlemen." Ike nodded, but the young Aoluo didn't reply, waved his hand, and followed.

Not long after walking forward, Ike saw Hermione's figure. The effect of the elixir was still very powerful, and they arrived at this possibly safest place without any setbacks along the way.

Almost all the professors from Hogwarts are here, as well as some senior officials from the Ministry of Magic.

"Are you okay?" Seeing Ike, Hermione ran over and hugged him tightly.

Flicking Hermione's hair, Ike replied: "It's okay. After you left, I blocked their sight with a fire spell, and then ran away."

After listening to Ike's words, Hermione immediately laughed and hit Ike's arm, causing him to grin for a while.

"By the way, have you met Harry and the others?"

"No," Ike replied, "They're not here?"

Hermione shook her head and said: "It was very chaotic at the time. Mr. Weasley, Bill and Charlie went to stop the commotion. We were originally going to go to the woods, but we were dispersed by the group of masked guys halfway there.

Already."

"They'll be fine. Aren't Fred and George following them?"

"Maybe..." Hermione was about to say something when suddenly a deafening roar came from the direction of the stadium, followed by noisy discussions.

After a while, an Ao Luo ran back, looking extremely embarrassed, with blood stains on his face.

He ran straight inside, and after seeing Fudge, he shouted loudly: "Minister, the mascot has been released, we need support!"

"Mascot? All of them?" After receiving a positive answer, Fudge felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted.

The camps next to the stadium basically belong to participating teams from various countries, and each country has its own mascot. Some are harmless like Veela and Irish Leprechaun, while others are very dangerous.

Originally, they should have left directly after their home country's team was eliminated, and most of them did so, but there are still some who still stay here, and among them is the most dangerous one - the Nigerian Giant Elephant.

Compared with elephants in the zoo, they are larger and have longer and thicker tusks. They have a docile personality, are highly resistant to most magic, and have almost no natural enemies. They can be attacked when frightened or encountered

During the attack, its nearly ten-meter-long body and thick tusks were enough to make any attacker pay a heavy price.

Since there has been no record of an attack by a giant elephant in Nigeria for nearly a century, and it is very troublesome to transport the huge elephant, it was left here. A few days ago, many people went to take photos with it. But unfortunately, the group of attackers

Let it out, and that ear-splitting roar just now was it.

"We have to make it stop!" Fudge calmed down a little and said to Aoluo who came to report the news, "Take me over and let's calm down this chaos together!"

"Okay, Minister!" Aoluo was very excited and led Fuji and others towards the direction of the giant elephant.

Before they had gone far, a huge green skeleton suddenly appeared in the air. A large python slowly crawled out of the skull's mouth, showing off its long body.

This time, Minister Fudge could no longer hold back. If a woman wearing a pink woolen coat hadn't helped him, he would have fainted.

Everyone looked at the huge skeleton and python in the sky in surprise, and an emotion called fear quietly spread.

"That...that's...impossible!" Someone collapsed, his body trembling unconsciously.

"The Dark Mark! Impossible! They are all in Azkaban!"

"Who would make such a joke!"

"Unforgivable!"

Fudge was a little hysterical, and his previous calm demeanor was completely gone. But no one would laugh at him. Anyone who had experienced those dark years would know the meaning of the Dark Mark.

"I will send him to Azkaban with my own hands! Give him a Dementor's kiss!" Fudge shouted, walking quickly towards the location of the Dark Mark first.

As for the giant Nigerian elephant? How important is the Dark Mark!

Ike, who was naturally holding his left arm, looked at this scene with a trace of sarcasm unconsciously showing on his lips.

"Oh, politicians..."