Chapter 481: The Great Disorder!

No one knew where Barty Crouch was, or what was going on downstairs.

According to the program, it must be time for the awards ceremony and celebration.

Under a dazzling white light, the top box was magically illuminated.

Two gasping wizards even carried a large golden cup to a box, which was the Quidditch Cup.

But at that moment, there was silence in the small box.

No one cared about the Quidditch Cup, and everyone listened to the deafening shouts from below.

Unlike the earlier voices fueling the feud, these screams were becoming more and more tragic now, turning into howls of pain and cries for help.

The faces of several respected high-ranking wizards turned pale, as they had never found themselves in such a situation.

Downstairs, when suddenly attacked, the first reaction of most of the wizards was to draw their wands and fight.

But they could not find the enemy. There were so many people downstairs, and 100,000 spectators crammed into such a small place. This was turning into a disaster, and the spells sent out in panic were only hurting more innocent people.

Ministry of Magic officials tried to maintain order to no avail, and no one listened to them.

In front of so many people, they were like a ship at sea, pushed by the crowd helplessly.

Wizards in dark red hoods laughed loudly and wreaked havoc with their powerful magic.

The battle quickly grew and spread. The magical power of the gunfire grew stronger and stronger. On the field, the goblins and Veelas stopped and watched in horror.

It was a fight between amateurs just moments ago, and now it completely heated up and turned into a war.

Red, blue and white magic beams were constantly flashing, and they were also mixed with dark green magic light.

Ivan could be sure that he saw the Killing Curse and the Cruciatus Curse among them.

But this was not all, and there were explosions from time to time in the stands.

Most of the wizards with little combat power were howling in despair. They were running like flies.

Children were crying, and people's nervous, anxious screams and cries of pain reverberated around the field.

Minutes after the game, the place went from a place of joy to an inferno, and horrific scenes ensued.

The crowd tried to run out of the stadium and did everything possible to escape.

This area was protected by magic. They could not use magic like that of the apparitions. Only by escaping could there be hope.

Hundreds of wizards with dark red hoods and cold breath were in the crowd, using dark magic.

They created chaos and delayed everyone's escape.

Other wizards also began to take advantage of the conflict to rob those nearby, and the scene became a complete mess.

Among them, a small group of people was particularly obvious.

They also wore masks and hoods, and quickly gathered upstream from the steps to the main corridor.

Ivan could see clearly from the top, and these Dark Mages seemed to be ready to gather and run upstream.

Their target was here, the upper tier!

These guys were definitely vampires, and Ivan even recognized their leader, Caresius.

Their magical power was extraordinarily strong, and there was almost no stopping them.

They definitely wanted to rush to rescue Barty Crouch Jr. and they should even target Harry.

The whole thing was a disaster. Ivan hadn't expected Voldemort to act so crazily with the help of the vampires.

He managed to make such a big battle, totally ignoring everyone's lives.

When everyone was most relaxed and the defense was the weakest, he chose to act, in the simplest and most violent way!

It was all too sudden, and when it was over, the messy Ministry of Magic couldn't find a clue.

Then again, would Voldemort, who would have regained his strength and returned, fear the Ministry of Magic!?!!

"What should we do now?" Hermione said in a panic.

"Pull out your wand!" Ivan gasped and pulled out his wand.

Sirius and Mr. Weasley had disappeared and they had to prepare for battle.

Everyone pulled out their wand and only Harry was still looking for it.

He looked for his wand in his jacket pockets, but it had disappeared. The only thing he found were his omnioculars.

"I lost my wand!" Harry yelled, "How can that be? I just saw it!"

"Are you kidding me?!" Ron and Hermione rushed over to help Harry find his wand. Everyone was nervous.

Ivan knew where his wand was and looked where the house elf, Winky, was.

After entering the stands, Harry was there talking to Winky.

However, there was no one there, and Winky and Barty Crouch Jr. had disappeared.

Inside the bleacher, someone screamed and ran away, and the door opened.

Barty Crouch Jr must have taken the opportunity to leave with Harry's wand; or Appearing with Winky. A house elf's magic was different from a wizard's.

Wizards can't use Apparition on the spot, but house elves could....

Ivan closed his eyes and felt Barty Crouch Jr. still nearby. He was following the fleeing crowd down, very fast.

Ivan no longer had the energy to pay attention to this guy, and the other people in the stands were also in a mess.

The target of the Dark Wizards in red hoods was the bleacher, and they all turned like ants in a hot pot.

They had no intention of sticking to it, but planned to flee in a hurry before the others showed up.

Fudge, Ludo, Malfoy's family and the Bulgarian Minister of Magic quickly left under the escort of several Aurors. Before leaving, they asked Ivan and the others to follow them and be ready to flee with them.

Ivan hesitated and did not move. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George didn't even blink.

Caresius was no fool. His target was Harry.

It was simply the same as dying to fall with such a large group of people.

Ivan didn't think Fudge and the Ministry of Magic Aurors would be of much use against dangerous vampires, but it was obviously impossible to stay here. Without the help of the Ministry officials and the Aurors, Ivan and the others shouldn't stand a chance

Although Ivan had intended to rely on the advantage of being on high ground, that advantage was matched by leaving them alone. Staying here was tantamount to waiting for death.

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

"We're all listening to you!" Harry said directly. "We'll do whatever you say!"

Ron, Fred and George looked at the entire Ministry of Magic that had left and nodded in agreement. Ivan's experience and performance made them all choose to believe in him.

Right now, he was the backbone of the place.