Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

The red light is right at the center entrance.

Harry's entire face was filled with disbelief. He couldn't imagine how he could be attacked by Cassandra. Aren't they in the same group? Aren't they partners who can rely on each other?

He really didn't know Cassandra at all, but what prompted Harry to trust each other was the common mark on their arms!

But he was betrayed!

He wanted to ask Cassandra why she did this, but he was unconscious and fell backwards.

Cassandra glanced at Harry coldly, and then walked up to the knocked down Rabastan. The Death Eater disguised as someone else had his eyes blurred at the moment, staring like a fish out of water and starved of oxygen. His eyes were open and his mouth was opening and closing, and he was spitting out blood.

More than a thousand people on the Quidditch pitch were watching this scene. No one dared to speak. Many people were covering their eyes in fear. McGonagall seemed to be going crazy.

"How dare she kill someone?!" Hermione screamed.

They were so well protected by Hogwarts that they never thought about how cruel the world was. What Cassandra did was a little hard for her to accept.

"How dare he?!"

"Harry Potter and that woman killed the Beauxbatons warriors together! They're crazy!"

"The game must be stopped!"

"..."

The stands where the referees and senior officials from the Ministry of Magic of various countries were sitting were already in a quarrel. Cornelius Fudge was sweating all over. He could not imagine what would happen if this matter continued.

It may directly lead to a diplomatic breakdown between the British and French Ministry of Magic!

Although the competition itself is very dangerous, and there have been many casualties in history, there has never been a time when a warrior took the initiative to kill another warrior!

Harry and Cassandra seemed to be caught in the center of the storm at this moment!

"Stop the game now!" Scrimgeour passed over Fudge, who was still panicking, and shouted seriously to several gentlemen serving as referees, of course, mainly to Babajide.

His hair like wet kelp stuck to his eyes, and he subconsciously looked at Barty Crouch Jr. To his surprise, the "Ms. Maxim" who was supposed to be the angriest was silent at this moment. Sitting in her referee's seat, there was no thought on her huge face.

"Once the competition begins, it cannot be ended." Babajide said with some embarrassment.

Kassandra's behavior is indeed bad, but if the game is terminated like this, the other warriors will be punished by the rules.

"Then Harry Potter and Cassandra Warley will be disqualified from the competition." Someone said.

Mag immediately felt surprisingly angry.

"This has nothing to do with Potter!"

Her thin body was trembling, but her eyes were as fierce as an old lion.

"Everyone can see that Harry Potter and that woman murdered the Beauxbatons warriors together. This was a deliberate murder, gentlemen!" The wizard who spoke looked at everyone excitedly. He was an international wizard. A member of the Federation, and happened to be a graduate of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. At this moment, seeing the warriors of his school being murdered, he was naturally very emotional.

"Let me tell you," Fudge said intermittently and cowardly, "This has nothing to do with Harry. You see, the murderer also attacked Harry. He was deceived..."

There was only one thing on Fudge's mind, and that was to dump the blame immediately.

No matter what, Harry Potter represents Hogwarts and the British wizarding community, and he must not be allowed to become an accomplice.

Scrimgeour finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what he said. When he first heard Fudge speak, he was worried that this idiot would do something bad. Fortunately, Fudge got it right.

The official from the International Confederation of Wizards who proposed the matter did not have much objection to Fudge's explanation. They could clearly see the actions of Harry and Cassandra. In the end, Cassandra did attack Harry Potter, which was enough to let Harry off the hook.

"Then Ilvermorny will be disqualified from the competition!" He looked at the referee's seat angrily.

Babajide looked troubled.

"I think we need to discuss it..."

"Perhaps we can suspend the game and rescue the Beauxbatons warrior?" Seeing that Harry had been cleared of suspicion, McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to worry about the Beauxbatons warrior. "I think he seems to be still alive." Can you rescue me again?"

This is a fair suggestion.

However, at this moment, Cassandra in the picture raised her head and glanced at the magic drone as if she was aware of it, and showed a stunning smile.

Then, she pointed her wand at Rabastan, who had only one breath left, and her green lips like a poisonous snake slightly opened:

"The flames are blazing!"

In an instant, with everyone watching in astonishment, Kassandra released flames and burned Rabastan to ashes as if she was burning a piece of hazardous waste.

Mag felt pain as if his brain had been split open by something.

Umbridge was the first to break everyone's silent and frightened silence. She screamed, making a grating voice: "She is a devil, as much a born bad as that Cyrus! How many more Do people still remember that he was a wanted criminal before?!"

No one remembered how to speak, she was the only one babbling.

"It's best to disqualify Ilvermorny from the competition now! Just like a principal, there are like students! I really can't imagine what else she will do! Didn't you see her take one last look at the Golden Snitch? ? This is a provocation! Ilvermorny doesn’t take Hogwarts seriously, doesn’t take the Ministry of Magic seriously, and doesn’t even take the International Federation of Wizards seriously!”

After saying so many words in one breath, her fat body panted violently, which made her look more like a toad with a bloated belly.

"It's hard to say whether Cyrus intentionally instigated her to do this."

The severe accusations made Cyrus and Cassandra fall into a situation of ignoring them. Seeing that the effect was good, Umbridge pursed her lips and smiled coyly, and continued: "We'd better cancel Iraq." Falmani’s game—”

She was interrupted before she finished speaking.

A long, smooth foot wearing high heels passed through the hem of the black lace skirt and kicked Umbridge hard on the chest, knocking Umbridge's fat body to the ground!

Bella's anger could no longer be suppressed. Although Cyrus possessed ancient magic, which allowed her to eliminate the dark magic over the years and the negative effects of Azkaban on her, making her a lot more refined, she The madness in your bones will not disappear so easily.

At this moment, she put one foot on Umbridge's chest, bent over and glared at this ugly thing, and the bent wand almost pierced Umbridge's eyes!

"What are you doing, Lady Bellatrix?" McGonagall shouted.

At this moment, the other wizards in the stands also subconsciously pulled out their wands. They surrounded Bella, and their wands were pointed at Bella like a gun.