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Chapter 219 Chaos
There are very few wizards staying in this garrison area.

There are only a few tents in twos and threes around, but that doesn't mean it's a quiet place.

The Irish team was victorious, with leprechauns flying around the woods, and right in front of Sherlock there was a laughing leprechaun gliding low and throwing water from his pocket. Out of a lot of gold coins.

Sherlock was standing in front of a thick poplar tree, his expressionless face was at odds with the festive atmosphere around him.

But no one is surprised that tonight is a lucky day for Irish fans, and naturally it is also a dark night for Bulgarian fans.

Sherlock's performance at this time was regarded as those lost Bulgarian fans.

The celebration outside continued until very late, and when the jubilant Irish fans gradually quieted down and entered the tent to rest, there was still no movement in the tent where Barty Jr. was.

Sherlock could sense that there were only two people in that tent at all times - Barty Jr. and Winky.

Little Barty seemed to have been cast some kind of spell. After returning from the game, he sat in the tent all the time, as if he didn't care about anything.

Winky, on the other hand, sat beside him awkwardly all the time, muttering incessantly in a low voice, "Xinky is a good elf", "Xinky wants to listen to the master", "Xinky wants to keep the little master by her side".

With these words, Sherlock once again confirmed that Barty Crouch was fully aware of the fact that Barty Jr. was still alive.

And there is a great possibility that it is also his credit that Barty Jr. can escape from Azkaban.

After all, before he became the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, he was the director of the Department of Magic Law Enforcement, and he also had considerable authority over the management of Azkaban.

As the night was getting darker, Sherlock suspected that he had guessed wrong, and Barty Jr. was really just watching this Quidditch final without any other conspiracy, and was about to start.

A dazzling green streamer suddenly exploded in the entire wizard's camp!

At the moment when the green light came on, the camp that had been quiet became noisy again. In the sky not far away, four figures suddenly rose up.

The ear-piercing screams sounded at the same time as the four figures were lifted up!

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, took out the panoramic binoculars he bought earlier to watch the game, and saw the four flying people.

It was the Muggle Robert family who had been guarding the entrance to the camp before.

He, his wife, and two children were all controlled by magic to fly in the sky. The youngest child was so frightened that he fainted, spinning like a spinning top, and the harsh screams of fear were his parents and his father. Sent by my sister.

Such a spell that can control four people and raise them to the sky is definitely not something that normal wizards can use.

Judging from the current magic strength, at least five wizards participated in this spellcasting, and this number is still increasing.

The riot soon began to expand, and the sound of panicked footsteps sounded. The wizards who had already started to rest were awakened, and their fear made them flee in all directions.

The camp where Harry and the Weasleys were at this time was the center of the incident.

They could clearly see that a dozen or so wizards in black robes and ferocious iron masks were laughing wildly, pointing their wands at the four Muggles controlled in the sky, moving forward continuously .

As they marched, without stopping, they were joined by other wizards who also wore iron masks.

In addition to torturing Muggles, some of them casually lit the tents around them, one, two, and three, and soon the flames became one.

Mr. Weasley was in a hurry to get Bill and the child to escape here as soon as possible. He had to fight with other people from the Ministry of Magic to stop this farce.

Harry and the three of them were still with Bill and the others at the beginning, but after following the crowd for a long time, the group of people was dispersed, and only after that did Harry realize that he had lost his wand at some point.

On Sherlock's side, the moment the commotion came, he keenly noticed that something had happened in Little Barty's tent as well.

The house elf Winky seemed to be frightened. She jumped up from the ground in horror, but little Barty, who was originally dazed, suddenly became focused.

His eyes flickered like a fiery light.

And why he had such a change, under the perception of controlling magic, Sherlock could see clearly.

On little Barty's left arm, there was a dark green pattern of a python protruding from the skull's mouth, which suddenly lit up faintly!
Sherlock is no stranger to this tattoo.

Dark Mark!

Only the most core Death Eaters will be given this mark by Voldemort!

In recent years, every notorious dark wizard in the wizarding world will have this tattoo on his body. For wizards who lead a stable life, it is a symbol of fear.

But this magical imprint that makes people feel cold just by looking at it is not just a proof of identity.

It is also an important hub for the person represented by the mark of the black devil to keep in touch with his followers.

On little Barty's left arm, the glowing dark mark means that Voldemort is calling him!
Seeing the dark mark light up, and then related to the sudden commotion in this camp, Sherlock immediately wanted to understand the reason.

He stopped in the action of reaching into the cuff of his robe to pull out his wand, and continued to observe Little Barty's current actions.

Little Barty was struggling with Winky at this time, and the frightened house-elf scurry around like a headless chicken, trying to take him away.

Little Barty obviously didn't intend to leave with her, he was still wearing the invisibility cloak, struggling to escape from Shining's custody.

But he doesn't have a magic wand in his hand. Not all wizards in the world are heterogeneous like Sherlock. Without a magic wand, the magic they can use directly has no way to suppress a magical species like a house elf. .

Winky pulled Barty Jr. like this, and pulled him out of the tent.

Sherlock silently used a disillusionment spell on himself, and followed behind the master and servant.

"Bad wizards everywhere!" Winky screamed in a panic as she leaned forward desperately to run, "There's a man on the tall—high! Winky is going to run away!"

She dragged little Barty into the bushes beside her, and happened to pass by the three of Harry and the others who were separated from the main force.

(End of this chapter)