The pain in his scar grew more pronounced, and sweat had already begun to bead on Harry's forehead.
He tried to resist with Occlumency. The stinging, scorching sensation remained, but it had eased considerably, becoming more like the burning ache in one's hands after clapping hard.
While Harry fought against the pain in his scar, Sirius Black immediately noticed something was wrong. He hurriedly supported Harry by the arm, giving him a little support. "Harry, what's wrong?"
"Why do you look so pale?" Seeing the sweat-drenched look on Harry's face, his brows drew tightly together.
"I'm fine..." Harry shook his head and forced an awkward smile. "Maybe I'm just tired after the competition..."
Ron looked worried as well. Thinking back on what had happened before, he arrived at a possibility. "Harry, is your scar hurting again?"
Hermione wore much the same expression as Ron. She frowned and offered her suggestion. "Let's go find Professor Dumbledore!"
At the same time Harry felt the pain in his scar, Karkaroff, who had left the Quidditch Pitch with a group of Ministry of Magic officials and professors, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Karkaroff's expression changed. He could feel it with absolute clarity: a searing pain had erupted in his left arm.
The agony seemed to have the effect of an Obliviate Memory Charm Counter-Charm, making him remember events from more than a decade ago—back when he had been a Death Eater under Voldemort.
If a Death Eater failed to complete a task Voldemort had assigned because of resistance from the Order of the Phoenix, the Dark Mark would send out such excruciating pain;
This agony was equivalent to Voldemort's summons. The wisest course of action was to answer the call and rush to Voldemort's side at once;
Any Death Eaters who failed to