"Deputy Director Thicknesse, why don't you take these Aurors to maintain order instead of coming to bother a simple student like me?"
Pius didn't mind Lucas' sarcasm.
"Mr. Grindelwald's worry is a bit superfluous, and my other colleagues have already rushed to the camp at this moment."
"But I received a report that some people were causing chaos in the woods, so I brought some people here to investigate."
He walked up to Lucas with a sneer and said.
"Chaos?" Lucas looked around puzzled.
"Did you see someone causing chaos?"
Seeing their Chief looking at them, the Slytherin students quickly shook their heads to deny it.
But Pius did not want to let it go.
"Mr. Grindelwald, you casted the Dark Mark and caused panic among the crowd. This is enough for a Wizengamot trial."
"Now, please hand over your wand, we have to check whether the report is true."
Swoosh~
There was the sound of several robes waving behind Lucas.
The Slytherins raised their magic wands one after another, pointing at the few Aurors who were about to make a move.
Lucas shrugged when he saw it.
"Deputy Director Thicknesse, it seems that you are going to return empty-handed again this time, what a pity!"
"Depulso!"
Suddenly a spell flew from Lucas' wand.
But its moderate strength only pushed Pius a few meters away.
"Sorry, Deputy Director Thicknesse, if you were a lady, I would be happy to get closer to you, but unfortunately..."
Pius' face became very ugly.
"Lucas Grindelwald, you are attacking an Auror from the Ministry of Magic!"
"Merlin's beard, I just pushed you, as the deputy director, you shouldn't be so unreasonable."
Pius drew his wand, waved and cast a Stunning Charm.
Lucas started to fight back, the two actually fought in front of everyone.
At this time, a figure apparated again.
The person stood in front of Lucas and blocked Pius' spell.
"Pyne Carrow, get out of the way."
"Deputy Director Thicknesse, the Minister will be here soon, he has something very important to see Mr. Grindelwald for."
He had just finished speaking when Cornelius Fudge, Minister of Magic, Apparated to the woods.
Fudge was in a state of desperation and didn't seem to notice that the atmosphere at the scene was weird.
"Thanks Merlin, Mr. Grindelwald, I'm glad you're alright."
Let's not even mention the cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and the Saints Group.
Just for his own dividend, Fudge also wanted to keep Lucas safe.
When he approached from a distance, he belatedly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
Seeing Pius and Lucas glaring at each other, Fudge immediately understood what was going on.
He glanced carefully at the two of them and found Pius' expression was worse.
He immediately understood that Pius suffered a loss in the confrontation just now which made him feel relieved.
As the Minister of Magic, the first thing you have to learn is how to control your subordinates.
Of course, Lucas is not from the Ministry of Magic, but his Saints Group was also a threat to him.
Although Fudge is eating the dividends of the Saints Group, that didn't stop him from finding someone to restrain Lucas.
Pius Thicknesse, the bad-tempered guy, was reserved for Lucas by Fudge. That way Lucas' influence in the Ministry of Magic doesn't grow too quickly.
This is why Pius, who is just the deputy director of the Department of Law Enforcement, was able to survive many conflicts with Fudge.
"Mr. Grindelwald, you must know that Pius has such a temper. It's still chaotic outside, so why don't we deal with this matter after the riots end?"
He looked at Pius beside him again and got close to whisper something into his ear.
"Hmph!" Pius gave Lucas a hard look, and left the place with the few Aurors that were accompanying him.
Once he was gone, Lucas just smiled again.
"It's really troublesome, Minister. I think you still have a lot of things to do now, so I won't bother you."
Seeing Lucas turn to leave, Fudge hurried after him.
"Mr. Grindelwald, to be honest, I came to you for help this time."
"Help?" Lucas paused.
He waved his hand to Draco, motioning for everyone to rest in place.
"Minister, if you don't mind, you can talk about it in detail. If it is not too troublesome, I will be happy to help."
Lucas and Fudge came to a place without people not far away, out of everyone's sight.
Only then did Fudge show the anxiety he was feeling on his face.
"Mr. Grindelwald, there are still tens of thousands of wizards staying in the forest and the stadium. I hope you can lend some people to help maintain order."
Fudge looked at the young man in front of him, with a little pleading in his eyes.
He could see that Lucas was hesitating, so he added: "Mr. Grindelwald, if you don't help, after this incident, I'm afraid I can only take the blame and resign as minister."
"You must help me. Don't worry, as long as I can recover from this incident, I will take good care of your business."
Of course Lucas didn't want Fudge to resign at this moment, the backhand he arranged was not ready yet.
Fudge would at least have to sit in the Minister's seat until Voldemort was resurrected.
"This..."
Lucas whetted the appetite of the Minister before saying: "Minister, you also know that the older members of the Saints Group have done many inappropriate things before."
"If they appear now, I'm afraid it will cause even greater panic."
Fudge doesn't care so much.
The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have already been dispatched, but they are facing a crowd of tens of thousands of wizards.
Those people are simply a drop in the bucket.
"Mr. Grindelwald, as long as you help me, I can give a speech and prove to the entire British magical community that the Saints Group is an excellent and law abiding enterprise."
"After all, those things happened decades ago. The transformation of the Alliance into the Saints Group and their contributions to the magic world over the years are obvious to all."
"I believe that most people in the magic world agree with me, and isn't this a good opportunity to justify the name of the Saints Group?"
Fudge didn't notice the gleam in Lucas' eyes when he said he could speak publicly.
"Well, since the Minister has said so, I will definitely not refuse, but I also ask you to honor what you said after the incident is over."
When the two came out of the woods, Lucas looked at the Slytherin group immediately.
"Draco."
"Take the team back to the camp in half an hour, I have to do something." He ordered.
"Honey, what are you going to do?"
Cho looked over with worry in her eyes, the same goes for the other two girls.
It's very dangerous outside at the moment, although Lucas is powerful, they still couldn't help worrying about him.
"Don't worry, it's just to deal with some minor troubles."
Lucas looked up to the sky after speaking and with a wave of his wand, the more than a dozen Dark Marks disappeared immediately.
Looking at the sky, only the first Dark Mark remained.
Lucas chuckled, "This ugly mark is a bit too much of an eyesore."
Everyone could see that he was planning to destroy the Dark Mark in the sky, but they didn't have time to ask him what method he was going to use.
He raised his wand again and a silver light flew into the sky.
The dazzling spell also caused a loud noise.
Whether it's the woods or the field, the shivering wizards hiding in the corner were all attracted by the light.
Boom~!
It exploded in the middle of the Dark Mark and the silver white's Saint's mark appeared in the night sky. It had only a single difference from the Alliance mark, instead of a G on each side of the deathly hallows symbol, there was an L on the left and a G on the right.
As for the original Dark Mark, it was naturally dispelled by the Saints Mark.
Lucas looked at the mark in the sky with satisfaction, and at the same time, he said silently in his heart: 'Voldemort, don't let me down!'
…
What happened in the World Cup camp soon reached Voldemort's ears.
When he learned that the Saint's mark appeared, Voldemort immediately thought of the blond boy who was his equal during his weakened state two years ago.
"Lucas Grindelwald! Wormtail, let's go to the Crouch family. I need to find my most loyal servant.
Pettigrew tremblingly stepped forward to pick up Babymort, and left Little Hangleton by Apparition.
…
Deep in the woods, Harry asked Ron beside him, "What kind of mark is this?"
"I don't know either." Ron shook his head blankly.
He hadn't seen this mark either, so he looked at his oldest brother Bill who was beside him.
But he also shook his head.
It was the twins who explained with a smile: "This is the logo of the Saints Group, as long as it is a store of the Saints Group, you can see this logo."
Hearing the explanation of the two, Ron lost interest in the Saint's mark in an instant, it turned out to be just a sign used by their shops.
And Harry had the same idea as Ron, but at this moment, suddenly hundreds of people were running out from the depths of the woods.
These people looked panic-stricken, especially those old wizards who were full of white hair.
They ran and shouted, "They're back, run, they're back!"
Harry was wondering who was back, then felt that someone tapped him on the shoulder a few times.
"Harry, look up to the sky!"
At this moment, the young wizards cried out in surprise.
Harry looked in the direction of his friend's finger and noticed that there were many things that looked like black shadows in the sky.
There are probably hundreds or even thousands densely packed, dancing around the logo of the Saints Group.
Gradually the sky was occupied by these strange smoky shadows.
Immediately afterwards, a shadow quickly fell in front of Lucas.
Seeing it turn into a human, Harry knew it was some form of magical travel.
And the person who appeared was no stranger to Harry.
It was the steward of the Grindelwald estate, Vinda Rosier!.
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