Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Zhang Xiao opened his mouth wide and stared blankly at Dumbledore, who looked calm.

ah? Are you okay?

He suddenly noticed that Dumbledore's fingers half-covered in his sleeves were trembling slightly, and Zhang Xiao's heart that had just been relieved immediately rose again.

The previous attacks were not without impact.

"I'm very curious about what means you used to avoid the scrutiny of the Ministry of Magic, including my-"

Dumbledore's voice was cold, and Zhang Xiao racked his brains but couldn't recall Dumbledore ever speaking in this tone.

Barty Crouch Jr. fell into panic, his eyes bulged outwards, and even his words were broken due to excessive fright:

"How did you - impossible, the Dark Lord gave this to me. Impossible"

The bombing just now combined with Barty Crouch Jr.'s perfect passing of all magic checks in his mind.

The Death Eaters have made contact with the Muggles they despise the most!

Zhang Xiao suddenly became excited and blurted out:

"Plastic surgery! Have you had plastic surgery??"

Barty Crouch Jr. suddenly stopped shaking. Instead, he showed that weird evil smile again.

"Zhang, everyone says that you will become the next Dumbledore in the future, and that the Dark Lord needs to be wary of you. It's a pity that I didn't kill you just now.

But it doesn't matter, because you are destined to die here -

Yes, it's plastic surgery. I look a lot like my stupid, miserable father. Sometimes I have to marvel that those lowly and dirty Muggles do have some good things."

There was silence in the field, but soon, everyone looked into the distance in horror. Even the survivors who had been shocked and briefly dead came back to their senses.

Their eyes were full of despair, Zhang Xiao pursed his lips, and he finally understood why Barty Crouch Jr. was not afraid anymore.

Because the Dark Lord is coming.

Dark figures were approaching rapidly under the leadership of Voldemort. There were many giants visible to the naked eye. I really don't know how Voldemort brought them here and hid them.

They were like a low-hanging dark cloud, rushing toward the shattered stadium with endless despair and oppression.

This is the final killing move!

Some people tried to escape by apparating, but after trying many times they recalled that apparating was prohibited in the gym to prevent chaos.

After understanding this, someone immediately staggered and ran wildly outside, trying to escape from this place.

But there were still some people who stayed. They were busy trying to help the injured, but the whole stadium was already like hell.

Only more than half of the more than 2000 wizards were protected by Zhang Xiao and Dumbledore, who were bombarded by terrifying -pound aerial bombs and cluster bombs.

At least tens of thousands of wizards on the very sophisticated viewing platform lost their lives in the bombing.

The injured were countless.

Zhang Xiao looked at the wizard who was already in a mess, running around with meaningless howls, and a sense of absurdity and confusion emerged.

Even wizards are no different from humans when facing crises.

"Everyone! Quiet!"

Dumbledore's voice echoed like thunder over the entire stadium. The panicked people gradually quieted down, and they looked for the direction of the sound in confusion.

Humans are very strange creatures. They are extremely easily affected by their environment, and when they panic, they can cause tremendous chaos.

But if someone stands up and lets the voice reach their ears, the panic will naturally disappear.

"Now I will take over the command of all Ministry of Magic officials and Aurors and other law enforcement forces present!"

Dumbledore's face was pale, but his voice was still powerful and convincing:

"Dear wizards, Voldemort is coming with his dark army and will be here soon.

There is no use in escaping. If we run away shamefully here, then those who stay and resist will be defeated.

Voldemort will become the new master of the wizarding world! "

All the wizards stopped and listened silently to the angry shouts of this old man who was over a hundred years old and had twice saved the wizarding world from disaster:

"We can only be here, united, to win this battle, to bury Voldemort and his minions here, and to show that his pathetic ambitions are completely impossible to realize.

Tell him that evil will eventually fail, so that we can protect our families and the wizarding world!

Only then can we see that our parents, wives, husbands, and children don’t have to live in darkness!

We have no retreat! "

Having said this, Dumbledore paused, and then shouted vigorously:

"Wizards! For our home, for our family!

Pull out your wands and fight! ! ! ! "

At first there were only sporadic cries, but slowly, like streams converging into a river, what resounded through the sky was the hoarse roar of the remaining wizards:

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

There are more than 60,000 wizards, including almost the entire elite and high-level wizards in the wizarding world, and the Ministry of Magic of various countries is here.

In fact, the entire elite of the wizarding world is here.

Under Dumbledore's coordination, the wizards moved quickly. Although some people still ran out secretly, more people stayed.

Following Dumbledore's instructions, they quickly gathered together according to their countries.

Aurors were deployed in a unified manner, and Ministry of Magic officials from each country were assigned tasks. The strong ones served as combat troops, while the weak ones served as backup.

Those who are not good at fighting gather the wounded and provide emergency treatment.

This is the benefit of wizards. Everyone has a magic wand and knows at least one or two home healing magic tricks. Although it is not professional, it can at least come in handy.

In the chaos, Zhang Xiao came to his little friend.

Several people had already gathered together, and the warriors from other schools were also around, watching him silently.

Everyone had gathered together to receive the award happily, but disaster suddenly broke out.

Thanks to Zhang Xiao's timely response and the ultimate armor spell, the warriors had no other problems except being frightened.

"Zhang, what should I do? I just-just saw Dumbledore was stabbed-"

Malfoy asked anxiously in a low voice.

"It's nothing. Isn't Dumbledore fine now?" Zhang Xiao thought of Dumbledore's injury and felt a little heavy in his heart. No matter how well he concealed it, the injury was real.

Voldemort's cursed dagger was not a toy, but he still forced a smile to comfort his friends.

"Draco, Harry, Ron, Neville, Cedric, and Hermione - and all the warriors."

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath: "You have also heard that it will break out soon - possibly the largest wizard war in history.

It's very dangerous. I don't know how to persuade you or give you advice, but I hope you can protect yourself and don't die easily. "

Several young wizards looked at him strangely, and Harry smiled and said: