Chapter 482

"What the hell is going on with those kids, why don't they follow?" Fudge said, frowning.

Among the crowd, he turned his head to look at Aiwen and the others who stayed in place.

"Maybe I was scared out of my wits, or arrogantly thought that I could handle the current situation!" Lucius replied in a smooth voice, "Minister, let's leave quickly, this place is very dangerous!"

"That child is very important, we must ensure his safety!" Fudge said angrily, "Dumbledore even talked to me about it a few days ago, I can't believe that this kind of thing happened in the World Cup Situation. Just imagine, tomorrow morning the Daily Prophet can run the biggest headline on this riot, and the whole world will laugh at us to their heart's content!"

"That's what you Brits call a defense!" said a heavy voice. "What an eye-opener!"

"It's been many years since that person collapsed and disappeared..." Fudge stopped suddenly, stared blankly at the Bulgarian Minister of Magic beside him, and said in astonishment, "Would you say English?"

The other party nodded in disdain, speeding up and running for his life.

"You can speak English and make me gesticulate here all day!" said Fudge angrily.

"That's an interesting thing!" said the Bulgarian minister, shrugging.

"Damn, these guys are playing us all for fools..."

"Let's go, Minister!" Lucius whispered, "Those thugs down below may rush up at any moment."

"But......"

"The safety of you and these distinguished guests is the most important thing right now. Black and others will come over soon and take those children away!"

At this time, they had come to the main staircase in the aisle.

Explosions, screams, and fighting sounded very close to them, and Keresis was moving very fast.

Although the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic tried their best to stop them, in this case, there was no way to stop their footsteps

Fudge nodded palely, and joined the others into the panicked crowd.

At this time, there were only Aiwen and the others left in the box.

Everyone was staring at Ivan, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Ivan, are you going to have a big fight?!" Fred said excitedly.

"A duel with a real dark wizard is something I've always dreamed of!" George continued.

"You guys are crazy, there are more than a dozen masked men preparing to charge up, we have no chance of winning!" Ron said in panic, "I don't understand, why don't we go with the minister, they are all professional Aurors... ...."

"The following are all dark wizards, it's not safe to just run out like this!" Ivan said quickly.

He didn't explain too much, Harry couldn't just go out anyway.

Keresis's target is Harry, and he will not let them go.

"Is it safe to stay here?!"

"I have a better idea that, if successful, will help us escape."

Ivan waved his wand, and the small door in the box closed tightly with a bang.

Following his movements, all the seats flew up and blocked the door, completely blocking it.

"What idea?" Ron asked panicked.

Feeling the danger getting closer and closer, everyone was extremely nervous.

Aiwen blocked the exit, which meant that they had no way out.

They are like turtles in an urn now, and when those dark wizards rush up, they can only fight to the death.

"We can go on a broomstick, it's the safest!" Ai Wen said, "Those dark wizards can't fly into the sky."

"But there are no broomsticks here!" Harry looked around in surprise.

Under the reflection of strong light, the inside of the small box can be seen at a glance.

There's nothing here but the shiny gold Quidditch trophy.

"We need a little help, hopefully they'll come down!" Evan said, pointing his wand at the sky.

The end of his wand emitted several rays of light in a row, rushing into the sky like fireworks, attracting everyone's attention.

The commotion in the competition venue suddenly stopped, and everyone looked up at the box.

"The voice is loud!" Ivan shouted, imitating Ludo and pointing his wand at his throat.

In the next second, his words resounded like thunder, resounding throughout the stadium.

"Come down, we need help!" Ivan said loudly, looking at the Quidditch players hovering above his head.

They still haven't figured out what's going on below, they just fly in the sky blankly.

Hearing the shout, the Quidditch players, whether Irish or Bulgarian, hesitated.

They kept spinning in the sky, and no one flew over.

In the box, everyone's heart reached their throats, and they understood Ivan's plan.

It's a brilliant idea to get away on a broomstick.

However, what if the above guys don't come down and refuse to save them? !

At this time, under the gymnasium, Sirius was fighting with two vampires.

He knew the origin of these guys just after the fight, and knew that this matter was planned by Voldemort.

He didn't know whether Voldemort's goal was the Philosopher's Stone on Ivan, or Harry? !

He wanted to go back, but the two guys on the opposite side entangled him tightly, making him unable to separate.

"Damn it!" growled Sirius, swishing a few spells with his wand.

He watched helplessly as Keresis led the other vampires quickly approaching the box.

Near the exit from the stadium, a group of Beauxbatons students were fleeing in a hurry.

Among them, the figures of two girls stopped suddenly and looked up.

"It's Alvin's voice, I can hear it!" Gabriel said happily, "He's in that small box!"

"Irwin Mason?!" Furong raised her head, and could vaguely see the figure of the boy.

That location is not good, the destination of these troublesome black wizards is obviously that small box, and they are about to rush to it.

Could it be that their goal is Aiwen? !

"Sister, Ivan is asking for help, we have to help him!" Gabriel said anxiously, "Where is Mrs. Maxim?"

"We don't need to help, those people have already gone down!" Fu Rong comforted her, looking nervously at the box on the top floor.

In fact, there are many people looking there besides her.

Everyone understands that that place is the core of tonight's events.

That box was full of high-status wizards. Maybe these crazy dark wizards wanted to hijack them and threaten the Ministry of Magic to do something.

In the sky, Krum hesitated when he heard Aiwen and others calling for help.

He immediately made up his mind, made a gesture to his team members, and quickly flew towards the box.

Under his leadership, some players of the Bulgarian and Irish teams also approached quickly.

"Oh my God, they're here!" exclaimed Hermione in surprise.

"Look, it's Krum, he's flying towards us!" Ron continued.

A few seconds later, a group of people flew into the box from the stands.

Everyone hurriedly thanked them and looked at the Quidditch players in disbelief.

Ivan felt that when they came in, Keresis also accelerated.

Now, he is outside the box! (To be continued.)