Grindelwald also had no idea how this would happen.
According to his calculations, no matter who they are, they will reach their limit after making nine Horcruxes.
Because the capacity of the soul is limited.
But Voldemort just now subverted his argument. In the state of the soul, once all the Horcruxes are destroyed, the soul has no right to stay in the world.
It will soon fade away.
And Voldemort obviously still has the existence of a Horcrux so that he can escape at the last moment.
After thinking about it for a long time, Grindelwald could only push the problem to Harry. After all, only his Horcrux was special.
And Dumbledore looked at his brooding old friend and did not continue to ask.
Magical things are magical and cannot be expressed in constant formulas.
So Voldemort escaped. Although disappointed, he could accept it in his heart.
He could see that Voldemort's soul was volatile.
He comforted himself with optimism in his heart and opened the barrier. Crouch waved his hand when he saw this, letting all the Aurors surround the group of Death Eaters.
Dolohov and others wanted to fight to the death to see if they could escape.
But at this moment, Lucius Malfoy suddenly launched an attack with a few people behind him, knocking down a group of Death Eaters by surprise.
"Barty Jr.! Do it now!"
Crouch shouted angrily, and Barty Jr. found that his body was out of control and attacked his companions.
With their help, the Aurors subdued everyone with little effort.
It's just that they didn't relax their vigilance and used their wands to aim at Barty Jr. and others.
Although these people turned against the Death Eaters, they looked like they saw Voldemort escape and made a helpless choice.
"They are the undercover agents I arranged under Voldemort. Mr. Crouch won't attack the meritorious people, don't you?"
Alvin walked over slowly and pat Lucius Malfoy on the shoulder.
"Yeah, Mr. Crouch. We stayed with Voldemort according to Mr. Gaunt's instructions."
"Even today's action is what I told Mr. Gaunt in advance to save Harry Potter and others successfully."
Crouch looked at him with disgust. He had always hated Death Eaters.
When he was the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic, he wanted to imprison all Death Eaters.
But it's a pity that many pure-blood families fooled him.
They escaped by falsely claiming that they had been under the Imperius Curse and had been controlled, so they had to obey Voldemort's orders.
Now that he has such an opportunity, he is really unwilling to let Lucius Malfoy go.
But under the eyes of Alvin, he still said to the Aurors. "Send a few people to follow them, and let's talk after a thorough investigation."
The Aurors agreed without hesitation, and it was an excellent achievement for Crouch to bring them here today.
Fudge is completely finished, and now they, the Aurors, have to pick a new leader.
Crouch, who has always shown a tough style, is a good choice.
There is a saying that the official messenger always appears at the end.
Fudge has fully proved the correctness of this statement.
After the battlefield was basically cleaned up, he hurriedly brought his men to the scene.
"What the hell is going on?!"
Fudge looked in shock at the ruins of the Department of Mysteries, and even the upper and lower floors were also destroyed in a mess.
"Merlin Beard!" He exclaimed and soon saw Dumbledore, who was talking to Crouch and Grindelwald beside him.
"Ha! Dumbledore, you shouldn't be here. You did all this?"
With a hint of disbelief and panic in his voice. What is Dumbledore trying to do, completely destroy the Ministry of Magic?
Soon he discovered something was wrong.
Why are so many wizards being watched over by Aurors?
Looking at Fudge, Dumbledore said cheerfully. "Cornelius, I have only contributed a little to everything here."
"I think you should ask Mr. Gaunt and Voldemort more. They are the main force."
The officials who followed Fudge had expressions of panic.
"Dumbledore, You-Know-Who is dead, don't use him as a shield!"
Grindelwald sneered. "Dumbledore, you were forced to go to me by this waste?"
This kind of waste can actually become a Minister of Magic. He might have succeeded long ago if the European Ministry of Magic was all this stuff.
Dumbledore blinked. "Maybe it's just me wanting to go on vacation?"
The two ignored Fudge, and the evidence was so overwhelming that he could not cover up the truth no matter how much he quibbled.
Under the testimony of all the Aurors and the group of Death Eaters is on the ground.
Fudge's face was pale, and he knew what a wrong decision he had made this year.
But it was all too late.
"Cornelius, I will impeach you as a senior official at the Ministry of Magic."
"Because of your mistakes, the public ignored the news of Voldemort's resurrection, causing great harm."
Crouch's sharp eyes glanced at Fudge, who was already sweating, and his tone was very intriguing.
"I have reason to suspect that you have become one of the Death Eaters."
Fudge was about to vomit blood. When did he become a Death Eater?
Why is it so hard to keep the position of Minister of Magic?!
He tried to communicate with Dumbledore but was ruthlessly rejected, and then he saw Alvin standing next to Harry.
Like grabbing the last straw, Fudge smiled and leaned forward.
"Mr. Gaunt, thank you for your contribution to maintaining the peace of the Ministry of Magic. Tomorrow, Daily Prophet must be a wonderful report of your struggle against the Dark Lord."
Fudge swears that this is the most flattering he has ever been in his life, and even licking Dumbledore has never been so humble.
Alvin, who was about to explain the cause and effect to Harry, was also a little impatient.
"Fudge, don't you know it's rude to interrupt someone's conversation?"
Hard, his fists were hard, Fudge's face quickly flushed red, and his temples throbbed.
He hasn't stepped down from his position yet. Believe it or not, I ordered Auror to arrest you now.
For a time, the anger came out of the heart, and the evil turned to courage...
"Sorry, Mr. Gaunt, I was reckless. I'll visit you tomorrow, and we'll talk in detail then."
With a stiff smile on his face, Fudge looked at the busy people around him.
For a time, he felt that he had been excluded from the circle.
And Alvin said to Harry with a gentle smile after driving Fudge away.
"Come on, let's continue."