The Dark Mark, Voldemort's exclusive mark.
But more than ten years ago, the Death Eaters also liked to leave this mark representing Voldemort on the scene after they killed someone.
Over time, the Dark Mark became the mark of the entire Death Eaters and people became terrified every time they saw it. Imagine returning home just to find your whole family massacred and that mark floating above your house.
Fortunately, it hadn't been seen for thirteen years since Voldemort disappeared.
But today, it reappeared in the world!
More panicked, louder screams came from deep in the woods.
The crowd seemed to be getting even more terrified than before!
The ground began to tremble slightly because of the thousands of people that were running through the woods.
Harry looked again at the Slytherin students beside him.
The heirs of the big pure-blood families are doing just fine.
It's just that their complexion has become worse.
But for those normal students. At this moment, seeing the mark in the sky, they were trembling.
This was nothing like the Slytherin Harry remembered.
"Ron, what's the matter with them?"
Harry wanted to ask his friend, but found that he was staring at the mark in the sky in a daze.
"Hey buddy, what's the matter with you?"
Being slapped by Harry, Ron shivered, as if taken aback. "Harry, don't you know what is in the sky?"
Seeing his friend shaking his head, Ron said in a low voice, "That's the Dark Mark, a mark that belongs to you-know-who."
"Voldemort?"
Hearing this name, Ron shuddered slightly and nodded quickly.
Only then did Harry understand why there was such a big change in the surrounding area.
On the other side, the Death Eaters in the camp also saw the Dark Mark in the sky.
They were being beaten and retreating, but their morale suddenly soared.
The staff of the Ministry of Magic who had dealt with them easily, suddenly noticed that it became more difficult.
These staff are not Aurors, they're just common adult wizards and many of them can't even perform a shield charm.
Arthur Weasley saw the mark in the sky, and immediately looked at Ludo Bagman beside him.
"Let's go quickly, the sign appeared in the woods, there may be danger there."
Mr. Weasley said what everyone was thinking.
Everyone nodded, and they used Apparition to go to the place where the Dark Mark was.
The Death Eaters who were supposed to disperse, for some unknown reason, gathered and chased towards the woods.
Also rushing to the woods was Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic.
After the World Cup was over, he returned to the Ministry of Magic for a banquet with distinguished guests from various countries.
Halfway through the party, such a mess happened and he didn't even manage to talk business.
The representatives of various countries lost the mood to continue the banquet.
This World Cup has gathered wizards from all over the world.
If something goes wrong, every country's Ministry of Magic will be in trouble.
But the biggest trouble must be for the host.
"Pius, Rufus, you take the Aurors to help quickly."
Rufus Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office.
The rigid guy nodded and left the banquet hall without saying a word.
As for Pius Thicknesse, he accompanied Fudge to protect him.
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In the forest, Lucas was looking up at the Dark Mark in the sky.
Really, that guy Voldemort only focused on the intimidating effect, completely ignoring aesthetics.
Compared with the marks of the Alliance, it is far worse.
Lucas had just made a mental judgment on the Dark Mark, when sounds similar to a whip rang one after another around.
This certainly was not the doing of people with special proclivities playing around.
It was the sound of people Apparating here.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of figures appeared out of thin air.
They moved in unison, holding up their wands and pointing at the crowd in the encirclement.
"Stupefy!"
Dozens of voices sounded at the same time and the light produced by the spell illuminated the forest.
Bill Weasley saw his father in the light, but it was obviously too late to remind him.
He waved his wand, deflecting all the spells flying towards himself and the twins.
Thinking of his siblings Ginny and Ron not being around, Bill's expression changed drastically.
"Protego!"
Dozens of voices also sounded.
The students of Slytherin House cast the Shield Charm to protect each other.
And those students who didn't know the spell were protected by the crowd.
This includes Harry who lost his wand and his mentally challenged friend Ron.
As the Chief of Slytherin, and at the same time, as the most powerful person present, Lucas stood at the front of the team without hesitation.
More than a dozen stunning spells reached him, all of which were easily blocked by his Shield Charm.
His girlfriends did not back down at this time either.
Although they can't block many spells alone like Lucas, they stood on the outermost perimeter with the Slytherin seventh-years, protecting the rest of the group.
The three girls have long reached a consensus, build up their strength and stay with Lucas no matter what happens in the future.
"Stop it! Stop it all! That's my son!"
Arthur Weasley's voice came from the opposite crowd.
The people of the Ministry of Magic slowly put down their wands.
Because of the light of the spells just now, they realized that the opposite group were just a bunch of students.
Arthur Weasley parted the crowd, anxiously walking towards Lucas.
He was very worried about his children.
If something happens to Ron and the others, he is afraid that he will be skinned!
"Bill, Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, and Harry, are you all fine?!"
Hearing his father's slightly anxious voice, just as Bill was about to answer, he suddenly found that Lucas in the front raised his wand.
"Mr. Grindelwald, what are you going to do?"
"Dad, be careful!"
Ron reminded his father loudly and drew his wand.
"Expelliarmus!"
The Disarming Charm brushed past the Weasley father's shoulder and flew away into the woods.
A Death Eater wearing a mask and a peaked hat was knocked into the air by the spell and was stripped of his wand.
Everything happened very quickly and Lucas didn't say anything in advance, so the Ministry of Magic people thought he was planning to attack Arthur Weasley.
Dozens of spells flew again.
At the same time, those Death Eaters who surrounded Lucas also attacked Lucas...
"Wrong, the Death Eaters came behind us!"
Arthur Weasley reminded his colleagues, but he subconsciously ignored that the most dangerous person at the moment should be Lucas.
They were on the end of another barrage of spells much more dangerous than the previous one, and there were his girlfriends and the Slytherin students behind him, so Lucas couldn't use Void Escape to let the attacks pass through him.
He could only hold up his wand to resist.
"Lucas!"
Hermione was anxious, raised her wand and cast a Shield Charm to help resist.
The same goes for everyone else.
Seeing that the spells were about to arrive, a row of blue fire ignited at Lucas' feet.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was surrounded.
The spells clashed with the fire shield, and they were quickly burned up.
Lucas stood sullenly in the middle of the fire.
Through the flames, one could clearly see the staff of the Ministry of Magic fighting with the Death Eaters.
He raised his wand, pointed at the densest place of the crowd and the blue fire surged toward the crowd in the distance.
The two groups quickly separated.
Several Death Eaters who were in the midst of a fierce battle were instantly reduced to ashes by the fire before they could escape.
Everyone looked at the figure surrounded by the blue fire, and fell silent for a moment.
"That's enough. As members of the Ministry of Magic, you don't have any vigilance at all. Do you still need me to teach you how to fight?"
Lucas was in a very bad mood at the moment.
After all, whoever was attacked by dozens of people would not be in a good mood.
The Death Eaters who calmed down began to look for an opportunity to escape.
Some found that Lucas wasn't paying attention to them and used Apparition to escape.
With the first, there will naturally be the second. Soon all the Death Eaters around were gone.
Everyone saw the Ministry of Magic people staring at Lucas nervously. He shook his head, turned and walked towards his group.
"Wait a moment!"
Hearing voices behind him, Lucas glanced back at the speaker.
"Director Barty Crouch, what can I do for you?"
Crouch looked gloomy, and his eyes were full of anger.
"Who did it? Which of you cast the Dark Mark?"
Crouch looked at Lucas first, but quickly turned to others.
Anyone who knew Lucas knew that he would never cast the Dark Mark.
His stern gaze swept over everyone, especially when he saw the students of Slytherin House, his gaze stayed the longest on the ones with known Death Eater relatives.
"Not us, none of us did it!"
Harry stood up to prove everyone's innocence, but Crouch didn't trust him.
He squinted his eyes and said sharply: "Don't lie, you showed up at the scene of a crime with the Dark Mark on top of your heads!"
Seeing his unrelenting look, a witch stepped forward and whispered, "They're just children, they couldn't have cast the Dark Mark."
Mr. Weasley looked at his sons.
"Did you see where the Dark Mark rose from?"
Everyone else shook their heads, only Harry and Ron pointed to the thick vegetation behind them.