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    Section 1 When Harry returned to the woods, the woods were full of panicked people. People were talking uneasily, shouting anxiously looking for relatives and friends, and children were crying one after another.  It took him a while to find Hermione and Ron near a bush, with Mr. Weasley.  Seeing Harry, the three of them hurriedly gathered around him.  "Oh, you're here." Hermione hugged Harry excitedly, then she took a step back and looked him up and down, "God, are you okay? We were worried about you." "Yeah, we thought  You lost it." Ron nodded and said uneasily, "You look terrible. What happened?" "It's nothing, I got separated from you." Harry simply shook his head.  He said, now he feels extremely tired, the muscles all over his body are sore and weak, and his head is tingling like needles - he knows that it is just the result of over-casting the spell. The "Holy Judgment" he just cast is almost exhausted.  All his energy.  "Okay, we should go back to the tent." Mr. Weasley whispered, and he looked at Harry, "You need to rest, especially Harry." After hesitating, he continued: "And it seems that today  There may be an emergency evacuation of the audience in the evening department. "The three people walked through the panicked crowd and walked along the path between the woods to the tent. Along the way, they could see Ministry of Magic staff arriving to calm the panicked crowd.  Organize them to leave in an orderly manner.  "What happened just now?" Ron asked uneasily, "We saw the sky over there suddenly became very bright, and then there was a loud and scary roar." "This matter is a bit complicated." Wes  Mr. Lai hesitated and said in a low voice, "To put it simply, someone cast a terrible spell, and then it was dispelled by another powerful spell. The annihilation of the spell caused huge magic fluctuations." "It is indeed scary. It is far away from the camp.  A mile away." Hermione hugged her shoulders and looked very pale, "But I can still feel the magic fluctuations." She hesitated, looking at Harry who said nothing, not knowing what she was thinking.  Ron wanted to ask something else, but was interrupted by Mr. Weasley.  "Okay, I'll explain to you when I get back to the tent." Mr. Weasley said anxiously, "I hope we get back to the tent as soon as possible. How are the others?" "We got separated from them in the dark.  Ron said, "There are people everywhere, squeezing around." He led Harry, Ron and Hermione through the crowd back to the camp.  When they reached the tent, Charlie stuck his head out of the boys' tent.  "Dad, what's going on?" he shouted in the darkness, "Fred, George and Ginny are all back safely, but they-" "I brought them all back." Mr. Weasley  With that said, he bent down and got into the tent.  Harry, Ron and Hermione followed him in.  Bill was sitting at the small dining table, covering his arm with a sheet from which blood was pouring out.  Charlie's shirt had a huge tear and Percy was showing off his bloody nose.  Fred, George and Ginny looked unharmed, but in shock.  "Did you catch them, Dad?" Bill asked immediately, "Those Death Eaters?" Mr. Weasley shook his head silently, with a complicated expression on his face.  "People from the Legal Enforcement Department and other security departments arrived on the scene immediately," he said. "After you left to evacuate the crowd, we fought with the Death Eaters. Some of them saw that the situation was bad and ran away. The rest  The others continued to struggle with us. In fact, we quickly gained the upper hand until" "Until what?" Bill, Charlie and Percy asked in unison.  "A very powerful dark wizard has arrived." Mr. Weasley hesitated for a long time and said slowly: "It's very powerful. He suppressed all the wizards in the Ministry of Magic by himself." Several people present took a breath.  Liangqi looked like he couldn't believe it.  "You mean, he defeated all the wizards from the Ministry of Magic alone?" Percy asked in surprise.  Mr. Weasley showed an ugly smile and nodded. He briefly talked about what happened next, but deliberately ignored the danger. When it was said that someone cast a spell to relieve them and repel them.  When he saw the powerful dark wizard, his tone was filled with awe.  "That is an amazing spell." Mr. Weasley exclaimed, his eyes slightly narrowed, "The white light reaches all over the sky and the earth, and can drive away all darkness and evil. I never thought I would see it again."  "You've seen that spell, Dad, what was it?" Fred asked.  "Holy Judgment"?" Mr. Weasley said word by word. He looked at the corner of the table, slightly lost in thought, as if this reminded him of some memories. "And the only person I know who can cast this spell is Dumbledore.  .  " "You mean, the person who helped you just now was Professor Dumbledore?  "Ginny asked in a low voice. "We didn't see clearly who cast the spell. All we could see was the blazing white light. We could only get a rough idea.  Mr. Weasley said, shaking his head. He paused and then said, "But no matter who it is, at least he is on our side."  "No one here spoke, digesting the information they just heard. Hermione frowned slightly and looked at Harry thoughtfully - he was leaning on the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows with his hands, and his face was filled with tears.  "By the way, how are those Muggles doing?  Bill asked, "Are they okay?"  " Mr. Weasley paused, his expression turned gloomy, and he shook his head and said, "We failed to save them.  " Several people were stunned. It seemed that it took them a while to understand Mr. Weasley's words. The two girls covered their mouths with horrified expressions on their faces, "You mean, they"  Mr. Weasley sighed and nodded. ¡°These bastards, are they crazy?  Bill said angrily, "We should catch them and throw them into Azkaban!"  " "I'm afraid we have no chance to catch them.  "Mr. Weasley shook his head, with a complicated expression on his face. He seemed to recall that weird and terrifying scene. His voice suddenly became deeper and he said word by word: "They are all dead. They died in that mysterious place.  In the hands of the dark wizard.  " Silence enveloped everyone. Except for Harry, everyone else's faces showed fear and anxiety. Ron wanted to ask something, but was interrupted by Mr. Weasley. "Okay, the conversation ends here.  .  Mr. Weasley said seriously, "The rest is not your concern. Everyone should go to rest now."  Let's seize the time to sleep for a few hours and leave here early tomorrow morning. I'm afraid the Ministry of Magic will be very busy in the next period of time.  Harry crawled back onto his double spell, his head pounding. He was exhausted now, but he felt oddly awake - awake, and worried. He had been haunted by that nightmare for some time,  And today, the appearance of the mysterious wizard with the same appearance as his mother has cast a cloud over his already troubled heart - she calls herself Lilith, what kind of relationship does she have with her mother, and herself?  Harry had no idea what the appearance meant. He couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable anger. First it was Voldemort, then Sauron, and now there was another Lilith. He was vaguely aware that there was something between all of this.  With some imperceptible connections, he was surrounded by a big web of conspiracy, but he couldn't break free. Once again, he longed for power from the bottom of his heart, and it was stronger than ever.  Leigh closed his eyes and saw the scene of the Roberts family burning in the air. They were struggling and wailing to no avail. They could only die in despair and pain. They were innocent and had done nothing wrong, but they became the victims of this disaster.  This was the first time he witnessed death and killing with his own eyes - cruel and real. Section 2: The midday sun shone through the window of the old house on Oak Road, reflecting the rugged lines on the dark brown floor.  Looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, there was a hint of complicated emotions in her ice-blue eyes. When she woke up this morning, she was surprised to find that she was already in the old house on Oak Road.  Knowing that there had been a riot last night, dozens of people were killed, including the Muggle camp manager's family. Fleur couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt when she learned about these things - horror, sadness, or sadness.  Something else. She recalled Soran's expression when he was describing this matter - calm and indifferent, just like his usual self. Fleur couldn't tell that Soran was deliberately avoiding or covering up anything, but her intuition told her,  Sauron's role in this incident was by no means as simple as an indifferent bystander, and the subsequent visit of Ibikos further deepened her suspicions. At the same time, on the back side of the old house.  In the study room, Sauron and Ibikos were talking about something. On the small table nearby, mist floated from the teapot, carrying the unique aroma of black tea. "The Ministry was in chaos, and reporters from various media almost came to the Ministry of Magic.  The door of the company was flattened, and the heads of various departments were in a panic.  "Ibikos said with a wry smile, holding a pile of materials in his hand, "To be honest, you have caused a lot of trouble for the Ministry of Magic this time.  " "Oh, that's right.  Solan didn't care and asked instead: "How is the investigation going?"?¡± ¡°In the past twelve hours, we have compared ticket sales records, camp registration records and transmission key network usage records, and contacted all wizards in the UK who came to watch the World Cup. We have not found any wizards yesterday.  Died late in practice.  "Ibikos shrugged and looked at Soren, "This is very abnormal, unless those who caused trouble are foreigners, or they are not spectators of the World Cup, but went there after the World Cup.  " "No.  Sauron raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "It seems that your efficiency is still very high."  " "Merlin, this almost cost us our lives.  All the security services have been up all night, think about it, there are almost four thousand people in the UK who need to be identified.  "Ibikos sighed, and the black and blue under his eyes looked obvious, "Your magic swept away everything around you, leaving not even a bit of dregs for us.  Without a body, we can't confirm the identity at all, let alone trace anything else.  " "Have a cup of tea, it tastes very good.  " Sauron ignored Ibikos's complaint. He picked up the teapot and filled his and Ibikos' cups, and took a sip with enjoyment. "Stop looking like that bitter melon face, come with me to meet a few people, maybe  Helpful for you.  " Sauron stood up. He walked to the bookshelf and recited a spell to a phoenix-like carving. The bookshelf slowly moved to both sides, revealing a deep tunnel. " Come here.  " Sauron said, and then walked into the tunnel on his own. Ibikos was stunned for a while when he saw this, and then he suddenly reacted and quickly followed in. Behind Ibikos, the bookshelf closed again, covering the exit.  The tunnel was pitch dark, and Ibikos had no choice but to light his wand. Sauron walked slowly in front, as if the darkness didn't bother him at all. The tunnel was very deep, and the two of them walked down for about a few minutes before reaching the basement at the end.  As the two stepped into the basement, the torches on the wall automatically burned. It was not a small place, and the walls were engraved with mysterious and complex magic patterns, glowing with a low light in the darkness. At this time, Ibikos noticed that on the other side.  There were several figures in the corner, wrapped in something and hanging in the air. Ibikos followed Sauron to those people and saw their appearance clearly.  , they looked very weak, with their heads hanging down and dying, but what frightened Ibikos was what was wrapped around them - dark red vines hanging upside down from the roof, holding the three people tightly.  Tangled up, the vines slowly squirmed like snakes as the three of them breathed vaguely. "You survived.  "Ibikos said in surprise. "This is not surprising.  Sauron said, staring at the few people hanging in mid-air, "I can keep my hands on you during the battle, and I can naturally bring people out of the chaos."  " Ibikos nodded - in fact, before the riot broke out last night, Ibikos received Sauron's message, so he was not as unprepared as others thought; and in the subsequent battle, when Sauron  After releasing the spell, Ibikos quickly realized that the power of the spell was not as erosive to him as it was to others. With Sauron's ability, since he could distract himself while manipulating the range spell, he could take advantage of it.  It is not impossible to move a few people away while everyone is busy resisting the curse. "Have you interrogated them?  "Ibikos asked, he carefully approached the unfortunate ones, looked at them, and was wary of the weird vines, "They look terrible.  " "Don't worry, they won't die.  Sauron said easily. He snapped his fingers, and the random vines slowly stretched out, hanging the four people to the ground. "As for the interrogation, I haven't made time yet."  Sauron then took out his wand and whispered: "Recover quickly."  "The four people slowly opened their eyes, looking blank and empty. After a while, they gradually regained their consciousness. When they saw their surroundings clearly, fear appeared on their faces. They struggled and shouted in terror¡ª¡ª  "Where are we?  Where are we" "Let me go, I don't know anything" "Please, let me go" "Okay, ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet.  Sauron said with a smile, his tone was relaxed and cheerful, as if he was organizing a school party. "Now, I have a few questions, and I hope you can tell me the answers."  " "I don't know anything!  I don't know anything!  "A man shouted, "Why are you locking me up here and letting me go!"  "The man's words stopped abruptly - the dark red vines climbed up to his face, penetrated his lips like needles, and sealed his mouth. The man struggled violently, but to no avail.  , blood dripped from his chin and fell on the vines.It was quickly absorbed, and the vines seemed to be stimulated and squirmed excitedly.  The other three people looked at this scene in horror, their eyes widened, but no one dared to say anything.  Frightened by the bloody scene in front of them, the three people seemed to wake up a lot.  "So, now, who can tell me, who are you?" Sauron clapped his hands and said word by word, "And who organized your action last night."  He bent down and put his face in front of the girl, like a snake, staring at the poor victim in front of him with his dark golden eyes - a pretty little girl with brown hair, big eyes, and some inconspicuous  freckles.  "Can you tell me, sweetheart." "Imy name is Jennifer Franklin. I am astudent studying at the Perryton Academy of Magic in the United States." The girl stuttered, her face frightened.  His eyes looked particularly big, sparkling with watery tears, "Please, let me go, I don't know anything" "Well, okay, let me try with someone else." Sauron left.  He curled his lips, stood up and walked to another person. This person looked to be in his thirties and was the oldest of these people. "So, sir, can you tell me who organized you to come here."  "I, I'm just a grocery store owner," the man said in horror. Seeing Solon's slightly narrowed eyes, he quickly said: "It's Justin, Justin Andor, he is from our organization."  Vice Chairman, he initiated this activity. " "Yes, it seems that we have achieved something." Solan sighed and said: "Organization, what organization?" The man said, "We are.  I advocate the purification of wizard blood and oppose intermarriage between wizards and Muggles. I am just an ordinary participant. I don¡¯t know anything else" "It sounds like an organization composed of remnants of Death Eaters, but we have never heard of them before.  , they are not on the surveillance list," Ibikos said to Sauron. He looked at the man and asked condescendingly: "Where is your organization? Are you Death Eaters?" "No, I am not a Death Eater.  Maybe some people are, but I am not a Death Eater" The man said incoherently, "I am an American, and so are others" "Americans?" Sauron raised his eyebrows, "Look.  They can never change their habit of reaching out randomly. "Ibikos didn't pay attention to Sauron's words and continued to ask: "There are Death Eaters among you, so you are also followers of the mysterious man?" "Uh, no, we are.  No." Another man spoke. Seeing Sauron's eyes turning to him, he said cautiously: "We admire the ideas advocated by the mysterious man. We regard the mysterious man as our spiritual mentor" Ibi  Kos was stunned for a moment, "So, you dressed up as Death Eaters and caused trouble at the World Cup just to promote your ideas in front of the public and express your remembrance of your spiritual mentor?" He shook his head, showing a trace of helplessness.  "It's so cute." "Okay, Ibikos." Sauron said, "This is not a place to interrogate prisoners. We can't stay here all day to interrogate them. I will modify their memories to make them forget that they are here.  My experience here is to send them to other places, and you need to think of a good plan that will allow you to find and arrest them reasonably." Solan walked around the four people and looked at Thurse.  The trembling people said, "But, I think you may not need so many people." Hearing Sauron's words, the four people trembled even more, and the vines on their bodies seemed to sense their fear and excitedly  Squirming.  "Let me think about it" Sauron said to himself, looking at a few people, and then his eyes stayed on the two men who just spoke, "It's you two." "No, please."  The girl named Jennifer cried and said. She looked at Solan begging, her face turned pale with fear, and she could clearly see the tears running down her cheeks, "Don't kill me, let me go, I can't do anything."  I don¡¯t know¡­¡± ¡°Oh, poor girl.¡± Sauron said sadly. He raised his right hand slightly, and the vines rolled her up obediently, and her frightened face faced Sauron.  Soran stretched out his hand and gently touched her face. She felt cold, not sure if it was because of fear or tears.  "You are very beautiful." Sauron said softly, "If it were me in the past, I would also fall in love with such a beautiful face." He leaned over and kissed the girl's lips. The girl's eyes were panicked at first, but soon she  He became confused, as if he had lost his mind, and responded fiercely to Sauron.  Ibikos stood aside and watched, although he was puzzled but remained silent. Soon, he understood?What is Sauron doing? A trace of light blue mist emanates from the girl's body, gathers towards the head, and is finally sucked into Sauron's body along the lips of the two kissing together.  The kiss didn't last long. When Soran let go of Jennifer, Ibikos saw her head tilted softly, and her eyes were wide open on her beautiful face, but there was no trace of brilliance inside -  ¡ªA fatal kiss that sucked her soul from her body.  Ibikos couldn't help but feel a chill that made his hair stand on end. He had only seen such a fatal kiss in one place, in Azkaban.  Sauron took a deep breath, not knowing whether he was reminiscing about the kiss just now or savoring the young soul, but all this seemed particularly terrifying to several other people.  Sauron turned his head and looked at Ibikos, which made him tremble slightly.  "You go up first, I still have to do some cleaning work." Sauron said, and I will come later.  Ibikos nodded and walked quickly to the door, but he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.  Sauron stood there, watching Ibikos walk into the passage. Behind him, a girl in red quietly emerged from the darkness.  "I don't think this is necessary." The girl said, her light and gentle voice sounded in the dark secret room, tinged with a hint of eeriness, "The five people last night knew much more than these four.  "Shirley, Shirley, you are more loyal than him, but not as smart as him," Sauron said indifferently, stroking his wand. "Besides, since it is given to the Ministry of Magic as a witness, it must be given."  "You're always right." The girl nodded slightly, then looked at the four people, "What should I do with these people?" "You also heard that these two people will be revised within twelve hours.  Memories, and then sent to the agreed place. As for these two useless ones -" Sauron looked at the girl's body and the man whose mouth was sealed, "the same as the five girls last night."  A happy smile appeared on his face, like a child who got a favorite toy.  She turned around and looked at her victim. The bloody dress was dragging on the ground, turning into strands of vines, connected with other vines.  Shirley raised her right hand and shook it slightly, and the vines wrapped around the prey grew wildly, tightly strangling the poor victims, penetrating their skin, and engulfing their flesh and blood.  But these seemed to have nothing to do with Sauron. He left the secret room on his own. Behind him, the oozing sound of broken bones and flesh mixed with faint and indistinguishable screams echoed in the darkness.  Section 3 After bidding farewell to Ibikos at the door, Sauron turned around and saw Fleur standing at the door of the living room, looking at him with a complicated expression.  "What's wrong, dear." Sauron stepped forward and stopped the girl's waist, but she gently pushed her away.  "We have to talk, dear." Fleur whispered, looking into Sauron's eyes, emerald green eyes were clear and gentle.  Sauron was startled for a moment, then just nodded, holding the girl's hand and walking towards the back of the house. The two of them pushed open the door at the end of the corridor. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the dense branches of the old trees beside the wall, casting dappled patterns in the garden.  of light and shadow.  The two of them sat on a bench under the tree, but no one spoke for a while. Unknown birds were chirping among the branches and leaves, adding a touch of life to the summer afternoon.  "What happened last night has something to do with you, right?" Fleur said softly, her eyes staring at the swaying spots on the ground in a daze, "You knew about this from the beginning. This is why Ibikos came to you before the game started.  " Sauron took a breath, but did not make a sound. There was no emotion on his calm face.  There was another unspeakable silence. I don't know how long it took. The girl stood up and turned her back to Sauron. "I'm going back to France to prepare for the start of school. Thank you for spending this holiday with me." After a pause, it seemed like  Taking a deep breath, "I will participate in the Triwizard Tournament. See you then." After saying that, the girl walked straight to the door.  "No one was injured in Beauxbatons." Sauron said suddenly, still not getting up, "Your godmother and your classmates are all safe and sound." The girl stopped and turned her head slightly, "Thank you." Fleur left the garden.  , leaving Sauron sitting alone on the bench, watching the direction she left in silence.  A gust of wind blew by, frightening away the birds on the trees. The leaves fell silently, just like tears across the face
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