Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"How could Mr. Crouch do this!"

Hermione's angry voice came from Mr. Weasley's tent.

"Keep your voice down Hermione." Ron gestured to her, for fear of being heard by people outside the tent.

"Why, why don't you let him talk about what he did?"

"Mr. Crouch was not wrong, Hermione. He should have gotten rid of the house elf." Percy explained. "It gave Mr. Crouch a bad name. Just like he said, he was a disobedient house elf." Why should the elves stay around?”

"She didn't do anything wrong!" Hermione sternly retorted to Percy, "She just appeared at the wrong time at the wrong time."

Percy was a little surprised. He didn't expect Hermione to react so strongly. You should know that the relationship between the two of them is quite good.

An hour had passed since the incident with the Dark Mark, and Tonks brought Winky to Mr. Weasley's tent.

Although she didn't know what the relationship between Twinkle and them was, Twinkle and Louis appeared in the same place, so the two must be related.

When Winky returned to the tent, he was in a trance, muttering Mr. Crouch's name from time to time. Louis ordered Dobby to take Winky down to rest, and Tonks told him what happened before. Five ten said it out.

Several Weasley children were present at the time, and the Dark Mark caused a greater sensation in the camp than imagined.

Louis sighed helplessly. Winky was just a shield used by Mr. Crouch to cover up the fact that his son was still alive. Even if Louis had been there, he wouldn't have been able to save Winky from Crouch.

This senior official of the Ministry of Magic was so powerful that Louis had no need to antagonize him, and no matter how hard he explained, it was impossible to convince others to believe him and question Mr. Crouch's words.

"Hermione, you have to think about it, if you were in Mr. Crouch's position, you would do the same thing." Percy said, his tone returning to his somewhat conceited demeanor, "The house elves are acting randomly, and it represents The entire Crouch family cannot bear this responsibility."

"She didn't do anything wrong." Hermione retorted, "Didn't you listen to her? She was already unconscious at the time."

The quarrel between the two seemed to be getting a bit heated, but in the end Ron intervened to prevent the situation from developing further.

"Okay, okay, let's not discuss this topic any more." Ron quickly changed the topic, "By the way, do you know who placed the Dark Mark?"

"The Dark Mark? What is the Dark Mark you are talking about?" Harry asked in confusion, but as soon as he spoke, he realized that he seemed to be the only one among them who didn't know about this thing.

"That's the mark of the mysterious man, Harry." Hermione explained, "That's the one that was released in the sky just now."

"Yes, that's right, but do you think he is a supporter of the mysterious man?" Charlie asked.

"What is certain is that they are Death Eaters. One of them is an old pure Death Eater." Louis said, "This kind of people are extremely cruel and ruthless. The difference between them and people like Malfoy is that in their hearts, Voldemort is Their only obsession.”

Several people knew that Louis had fought against attackers, but they were surprised that the teenage boy was able to escape from two Death Eaters.

After everyone discussed for a while, Mr. Weasley came in with a tired face and asked the children to go to bed as soon as possible. The panic about the Dark Mark made several Ministry of Magic officials feel numb. People were asking around, but the clueless people could only use a few words to comfort the people as much as possible.

Several Aurors were patrolling the surrounding areas, looking for traces of the attackers in as wide a range as possible. Every tent was dark, and the Irish fans who were celebrating had also hid in the tents. The entire camp seemed lifeless. , the haze of the Dark Mark shrouded everyone's heart.

After Arthur's repeated urging, several people finally turned off the lights, but the few people nearby were still talking quietly among the beds.

After some time, sleep came over and snoring began. Harry, who was sleeping under Louis' bed, closed his eyes.

Then a scene appeared in front of his eyes. It seemed to be in a wilderness, not far from their camp. He saw a man wearing a black robe sitting on a tree stump, kneeling in front of him. Two, one male and one female.

The woman's expression was extremely painful. The man in black robe held a wand on her head and seemed to be casting a spell.

"Master?" The man kneeling on the ground was extremely respectful. The man in black robe paused, took back his wand, and spoke in an extremely angry tone.

"Crouch, you promised me! You would bring Harry Potter to me!"

"Yes, Master, there was a reason for what happened at that time." The man kneeling on the ground was a little panicked.

"Is there a reason? Such a perfect plan was messed up by you." The hoarse voice of the man in black reached Harry's ears.

"Master! I still have a way to use that person..."

"Hmph, you'd better give me a reason not to kill you."

"I learned from that damn elf's mind that Hogwarts is going to be hosting an event that hasn't been held for a hundred years, and I thought we could take advantage of it."

"I don't care what method you use, Crouch, you must get Harry Potter." The man in black robe paused, "Remember, he is the most critical link in our plan."

"Yes, Master, by the way, I have one more thing to report." Crouch seemed to remember something, "I think we need to pay more attention to that boy named Louis."

"Is that the Hogwarts student who is on par with you?" Black Robe said, "She does have some abilities. This is the first time I've seen her get her into such a situation."

"How is she?" Crouch stared at the other partner curiously. To be honest, he actually knew little about this person.

"The situation has stabilized, but it will take a while before we can continue to act." The black robe slowly raised his extremely dry hand, "I know your loyalty, Crouch, but I am still too weak now. Only if our plan succeeds will my loyal servants return."

"What about the werewolf?"

"He is going well in Germany. It is said that the wizards in Germany still suspect that it was Grindelwald's people who did it. It won't be long before he can come back from Germany with that thing."

"You should know what to do, Crouch. At least you are much smarter than Wormtail who was captured in Azkaban. Don't let me down again." The black robe waved at him.

"Yes, Master." Crouch nodded, and the light rekindled in his eyes.

The darkness shrouded the surroundings, highlighting the horror of the dull surrounding environment. The man in black robe was stroking the pet beside him. It was an extremely huge python, spitting out snakes and wrapping around his body.