Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Ivan hesitated and did not act, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George looked at each other without moving.

Kerexis was no fool, their target was Harry.

Such a large group of people went down, it was like sending them to death.

Ivan didn't think that Fudge and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic would be of much use in the face of dangerous vampires.

But it is obviously impossible to stay here. Without the help of others, Aiwen and the others cannot resist.

Although Aiwen originally planned to rely on the favorable terrain of this place to delay time, it is no longer possible.

The others have already left, and the few of them staying here are waiting to die.

"Evan, what should we do?" Hermione asked again.

"We all listen to you!" Harry said directly, "Do whatever you say!"

Ron, Fred, and George glanced at the leaving Ministry of Magic people, and nodded hesitantly.

Aiwen's past experience and performance made everyone choose to believe him.

At this time, he is the backbone here.

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 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!"

"Since that person collapsed and disappeared, this has not happened for many years..." Fudge stopped suddenly, stared blankly at the Bulgarian Minister of Magic beside him, and said in astonishment, "You can speak 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 taking 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!

Chapter 483 Alvin VS Keresis

"We're saved!" said Harry happily.

"I can't believe it, it's Krum, he really came down to save us!" Ron shouted excitedly.

In the box, everyone was still immersed in the shock and joy of the arrival of Krum and other Quidditch players.

Harry and Ron happily drove Krum, as if unaware of the current crisis situation.

Krum was even more gloomy than the portrait showed, he looked very embarrassed, his face was stained with blood.

The two dark circles are particularly eye-catching, and the golden snitch is still clutched in his hand.

He landed heavily on the ground, and his movements didn't look so coordinated.

His legs were slightly splayed, and his shoulders were noticeably bowed forward.

"What's going on, why..." Krum asked.

Before he finished speaking, Aiwen interrupted abruptly, "Get on the broomstick and leave here, hurry up!"

Ai Wen signaled everyone to go up quickly, now is not the time to chat.

He could feel that Keresis was already outside the box, and he could feel the powerful and dangerous magic power on him.

The Quidditch players who had just fallen hadn't figured out the situation yet, but under Ivan's urging, they still made room for Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, and George to climb up. Get on your broomstick.

Everyone was about to act, but Ai Wen's face changed drastically.

"Damn, it's too late!" He gasped, raising his wand.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Ivan turned around quickly, and a white protective shield emerged from the end of the wand.

In the next second, there was a loud bang, and the entire box shook.

In the violent explosion, the chair blocked by Aiwen at the door, together with the door, turned into countless wreckage and fragments.

Accompanied by a huge impact, all these things were shot out like flying bullets.

Waves lit up on Aiwen's shield, like a stone falling into a calm lake.

All impact and debris is held back and falls to the ground.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the figure of Keresis appeared in front of everyone.

As before, he was wearing a black cloak, not even a speck of dust could be seen on it.

With a simple white mask on his face, he walked in gracefully.

He behaved like an aristocrat invited to a masquerade party.

"Good evening, everyone!" Kerexis said softly, bowing slightly in a noble manner.

His eyes flicked across everyone one by one, stayed on Ai Wen for a few seconds, and then moved away quickly.

In the end, it fell to Harry, who nodded in satisfaction.

Harry took a step back, clutching his forehead, feeling his scar hurt.