Hogwarts in Sharingan

After being cast with the resuscitation spell, Shining Yoyo woke up and turned around.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a group of fierce men surrounding her, with a green skull above her head.

"You're awake."

Seeing that the person speaking was his master, Twinkle suddenly lowered his head and began to cry, as if he were in the top box, and his speech was interrupted by sobs.

"Master... I'm so scared... Mr. Crouch... I'm sorry for you."

"Don't talk nonsense, tell me, how did you get this wand? And how did you conjure the Dark Mark?" Cedric's father, Mr. Diggory, waved the wand eagerly. asked.

Twinkle raised her big head with tears on her face, and said fearfully but firmly: "Before I fainted, I - I heard someone shout a spell, and then transformed that thing."

Harry then stepped out to claim it.

"Well, that's my wand."

Ethan was speechless. He came out at this time and was waiting to be sprayed.

Sure enough, everyone's attention turned to Harry.

Mr. Diggory, as nimble as his son, sprang in front of Harry and seized Harry's arm.

"So you admit that you conjured the Dark Mark? And then throw the wand to the elf?"

Mr. Weasley pushed Diggory away angrily.

"Why did Harry Potter conjure the Dark Mark?!"

Ever since she saw Winky trembling with fear, Hermione felt very sad for her, so she boldly stood in front with Ethan beside her.

"It's obvious that a Death Eater stole Harry's wand and conjured the Dark Mark. Then when he saw the poor elf here, he framed the blame on her!"

Ethan was afraid that the little witch would be set on fire, so he quickly stood in front of her.

"The Dark Mark is not something that ordinary people can conjure up, let alone an empty-headed little wizard or an elf who follows the rules!"

Harry: (￣ー￣)

"Of course, if her master taught her something, that would not be the case."

Ethan turned his gaze to Crouch, who had been looking at Flash in silence, and saw his face twitching.

"Do you suspect that I have been fighting against black magic?" His tone was as stiff as if he was suppressing it.

Mr. Digory did not dare to offend Crouch in this state, so he quickly smoothed things over.

"Of course it was done by Death Eaters. It has nothing to do with the people here." Then he clapped his hands to the surrounding Ministry of Magic employees, "Everyone, call it a day. I'll treat everyone to a midnight snack when you get back!"

But Crouch didn't move a step, glanced at Ethan sinisterly, and then threw his gloves to Winky.

This action frightened Twinkle. She opened her mouth and looked at Crouch, but couldn't say anything. Tears flowed from her eyes again, but she stopped wiping them.

"I don't need a disobedient elf!"

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise, as if Crouch was the Dark Lord, her hand tightly grasped Ethan's arm, and she wanted to step forward to refute but didn't know what to say.

Mr. Weasley sighed and said softly: "Now that the matter is settled, I will take the children and leave."

After taking the wand handed over by Mr. Diggory, he hugged Harry and turned around.

"Let's go everyone."

Hermione kept looking at Winky who was crying silently, unwilling to move, so Ethan had no choice but to speak in her ear.

"No matter what, we have to wait until tomorrow to deal with it. I will ask Erics to take care of Twinkle."

Hermione then snuggled into Ethan's arms and let him hold her waist and walk back.

"Ethan, the elves are really pitiful." After a while, Hermione took a deep breath and said firmly, "I want to help them."

"No matter what you want to do, I will support you. If you need help, you can ask Lupin."

Lupine on the side nodded empathetically and said, "We really haven't done enough for the elves. They don't have any rights that they should have."

"But, they are elves, isn't that how it should be?"

Ron's words set Hermione off, and her angry voice echoed in the woods.

"Should it? There are no creatures in this world who should be born as slaves! They are just like slaves in the eyes of many people. This is very unreasonable!

They work hard and serve everyone with all their heart. Not only do they not get reasonable remuneration, they don't even get basic respect. Instead, they are considered to be what they deserve.

Can you endure the fruits of your labor without any benefit at all?

There is no point in your study at all, and your hard work is not understood. Can you accept it? ! "

Hermione's barrage of attacks made Ron afraid to express his anger, and the others did not dare to offend the angry Hermione; they quickly turned to Ethan for help.

Ethan had to hug the little witch and comfort her all the way to make her anger subside, but it also made her more determined to obtain the legitimate rights and interests of the elves.

After returning to the camp, Ethan suddenly discovered an embarrassing thing.

That is, all the tents in the center of the camp were destroyed!

Including its own eggshell and the palace next to it, only a little remains are left.

In fact, the Death Eaters didn't burn many tents. They had just gathered their team to set a few fires, but before the fire spread, they were dispersed by Ethan.

Most of the tents were affected by Ethan's fire dragon. Even if they were not burned by the fire dragon, they were flooded and destroyed by the dust and vibrations stirred up.

broken!The bad guy is myself!

So they had to stay in the Weasley family tent.

Mrs. Weasley and the others had been waiting near the tent, and greeted them as soon as they saw them.

Mr. Weasley calmed his family down with another explanation.

And Ethan also learned from Charlie that after the administrator's family was sent over by Lupine, several Death Eaters wanted to arrest them again, but Lupine led everyone to fight them off.

Only Bill was slightly injured. Later, Percy came and took the family away, saying that they were going to be sent to St. Mungo's for treatment and memory erasure.

As for the follow-up treatment of the Ministry of Magic, we have to see what they say tomorrow.

Ethan glanced around and saw the twins sitting next to Bill dejectedly.

"What's wrong with you?" Ethan had been busy all night, and his magic power and physical strength were almost exhausted, so he sat next to the twins and asked feebly.

"If we hadn't been so weak, Bill wouldn't have been injured trying to save us."

George looked accusingly at the wound on Bill's arm, which was covered by a sheet, but blood still seeped out.

Fred also sighed and said: "We only use our cleverness for pranks, but once we face the real battle, it will only hinder us."

Ethan thought of Fred who died in the Battle of Hogwarts in the plot.

They are indeed not that good at face-to-face battles and will sacrifice themselves in the end, so Ethan decided to cultivate this aspect of them more in the future.

He doesn't want to lose his partner!

"You don't have to belittle yourselves. Do you still remember the fireworks we made specifically for fighting enemies?

You can research more offensive and protective props in the future, and when you see enemies in the future, rely on your equipment to crush them! "

The liver is beyond compare, and one can only maintain such a life by relying on things like krypton gold.

After Ethan's persuasion, the twins went to bed at Mrs. Weasley's urging.

As for Ethan, he looked at Hermione pitifully, but could only get a gentle kiss.

Death Eaters!

bad me good!

Get out and die!