Hogwarts headmaster's office.
The old and the young foxes were sitting opposite each other.
"Headmaster, with your current strength, how sure are you about dealing with Voldemort?"
Dumbledore took a jelly bean from the candy box: "It's hard to say, if it's just about beating Tom, I should be able to do it."
"But if you want to kill him, it's very difficult." He shook his head and continued: "Leaving aside the existence of Horcruxes, as quasi-legendary wizards, each of us has our own unique means of saving our lives."
"That's the problem," Lucas said, putting down his teacup.
"Although I haven't had much contact with Voldemort, it can be seen from the information collected that he is a very prideful person."
"Even if his number of Death Eaters is several times that of ours, he will still choose to face you and me alone."
"Only by defeating you and me head-on can he prove his strength to the magic world and continue to rule the Death Eaters with great strength."
"In that case, why don't we follow his wish?"
Dumbledore popped the candy into his mouth, a shrewd grin appearing on his face.
"Let me guess, your next plan should be to give up the Ministry of Magic to Tom, right?"
Seeing Lucas nod, Dumbledore continued.
"You want to make Tom fall into blind self-confidence by giving up the Ministry of Magic, but it's not easy to do that."
"So on this trip to Azkaban, I need to suffer a bit to let Voldemort understand that my magic power is no longer comparable to his."
As soon as Lucas finished adding, Dumbledore continued.
"But we also need to give Tom the opportunity to beat us apart, to trick Tom into playing tricks on us."
"I will be defeated first." Lucas chuckled.
Dumbledore added: "And then me."
"In this way, he can safely launch an all-out attack to deal with whom he considers his enemy, Harry Potter!"
The two kept talking back and forth, and roughly finalized the complete plan.
Plans such as showing weakness to the enemy, inducing discord, pretending to fail, etc. appeared one by one.
The atmosphere in the office became a little weird.
The previous Headmasters in the surrounding portraits stared at the two on the sofa with weird eyes.
They suddenly felt that Voldemort seemed less scary than the two before them.
The two chatted happily, and Dumbledore said playfully at this moment: "Guess what else did I talk to Pius about the dementors when I went to the Ministry of Magic this time?"
"Let him turn against Voldemort at a critical moment?"
Seeing the smile on Dumbledore's face, Lucas knew he was right.
Coincidentally, they thought of another piece.
Lucas felt that having a puppet minister rather than one being controlled by Voldemort would be better. So might as well have Pius go undercover again.
…
The poor Harry still doesn't know that he has been labeled as a bait.
At this moment, he was repeatedly immersed in painful, terrible memories.
When Legilimency is being cast.
The memory of the person at the receiving end will flash in the mind like a movie.
Not only can the caster see it, the target can also see it himself.
Another Legilimency attack ended, and Snape's voice rang in his ears.
"Focus, concentrate, get rid of distracting thoughts, yelling is useless, use your mind to resist."
"Besides, whose dog is that?"
Harry actually heard a hint of schadenfreude in Snape's words.
Thinking of being chased up a tree by Aunt Marge's dog when he was nine years old, he felt a bit ashamed. It was even more humiliating that it was Snape who had seen it.
"Abandon all emotions, you must use Occlumency faster, come again!"
Just when the two were about to continue, there was a sudden noise downstairs.
"Dumbledore informed us that we will go to Hogwarts for a meeting tomorrow, and it seems that there are some very important things to discuss."
"Why doesn't he come here? This is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix."
"Maybe it's because Dumbledore has something to do with him."
The sound downstairs was getting smaller and smaller, gradually becoming inaudible.
"concentrate!"
Seeing Snape's warning eyes, Harry quickly restrained himself.
…
In the blink of an eye, it was the evening of the next day.
It's cloudy tonight.
Voldemort looked at the moon peeking out of the clouds, and said intoxicatedly: "Tonight, just tonight, I will announce my return to the entire Ministry of Magic."
"Everyone, go to Azkaban with me, let's go free my most loyal subordinates."
Many Death Eaters headed by Malfoy stood quietly behind Voldemort at this moment.
The Death Eaters changed into exclusive costumes to represent their identities.
Although the shape is ugly, it is indeed recognizable at a glance.
"Lucius!"
Lucius hurried forward: "Master, I'm listening to your orders."
"How are our friends at the Ministry doing?"
"According to your instructions, they will attack on time, and when the Ministry of Magic is in chaos, they will come to join us."
"You did a good job." Voldemort nodded in satisfaction: "Everyone, let's pick up our companions and take them home."
As soon as the words fell, Voldemort turned into a cloud of black mist and flew into the sky.
The Death Eaters followed closely behind.
Their goal was the same, and they all went to the Azkaban wizard prison in the North Sea.
…
London, Ministry of Magic.
On the tenth floor underground, the first courtroom is usually used to judge the most heinous criminals.
Like the Death Eaters or Murderers.
This courtroom has a slightly different ceiling than the others.
The ceiling of the first courtroom seems to be covered with a transparent membrane filled with a black liquid.
Most people are off work at this time.
The heavy door of the trial hall was heavily closed as the trial entrusted by the delegates had long ended.
On the tenth underground floor, which was empty, suddenly there was a strange noise.
In the first courtroom, the film on the ceiling continued to expand as the black liquid inside was constantly hitting the membrane.
Suddenly, the film burst like a ball and the black liquid was falling from the ceiling.
It turned out that it wasn't any liquid at all, but a lot of dementors.
Due to the tight space above the ceiling, when they were crowded together, they looked like a black liquid.
The items in the first trial room were quickly covered with a layer of frost.
These dementors did not linger, but flew out of the first courtroom and headed towards the gates.
Boom! Boom! Boom~!
The sound of heavy impacts continued to be heard from the courtroom.
A passerby on duty looked puzzled.
"Hey, did you hear anything?"
The duty officer walking across nodded, he came to investigate because he heard the sound.
"What happened again? What happened to the Department of Mysteries two days ago..."
Although he didn't finish speaking, his colleague already understood what he wanted to express.
"You think it might be Death Eaters again?"
Just as he was about to nod, the officers on duty patrolling in other areas also rushed over.
"What happened?"
Boom~!
Before he could answer, a deafening bang came from the courtroom.
They hurriedly covered their ears as they looked towards the trial hall and saw a group of dementors squeezing out from the not so spacious gate.
"Quick! Run, the dementors are out of control!."
Several people fled for their lives in a hurry. But the speed of two legs, how could it be as fast as the dementors flying in the sky.
Soon, several people tasted the dementor's kiss and several officers on duty were killed.
The dementors flew up the elevator.
Many departments of the Ministry of Magic are as busy at night as they are during the day.
For the dementors, these wizards gathered together were akin to a sumptuous dinner.
Screams and curses gradually sounded from all the floors.
There were also the occasional sounds of apparating, or Patronus charms being cast.
On the second basement floor, Auror Command center.
An Auror pushed open the office door in panic.
"Director, the dementors are rioting, and people are having their souls sucked everywhere in the Ministry right now."
Pyne Carrow opened his eyes, and the coldness flickered away.
"Notify all the Aurors to come back for support, and then start to clean up the dementors!"
The Auror who had come to report turned away.
Pyne's line of sight looked down at his feet, as if he could see the situation below through the ground.
A smile gradually appeared on his face.
Pius and his time in control of the Ministry of Magic, although on the surface everything is business as usual.
But they knew who was close to Dumbledore and who was leaning toward Voldemort.
In addition to constantly arranging members of the Saints into the Ministry of Magic.
They were also looking for every opportunity to eradicate these people, and it just happens that tonight is a great opportunity.
Most of those diehards who lacked ability and did not lean towards the Saints were assigned to be on duty at the Ministry of Magic.
After tonight.
How many of them can survive depends entirely on their good fortune.
…
At the same time along the coast of the North Sea, the sound of Apparition resounded and a figure in a black robe appeared beside Voldemort.
"Master, the turmoil in the Ministry of Magic has begun, except for the Aurors who are currently stationed in Azkaban, everyone has returned to the Ministry of Magic."
"The people of the Order of the Phoenix have all entered Hogwarts as you said, and there is news from Umbridge that they have showed no sign of leaving."
Voldemort came to the edge of the cliff, looked at Azkaban that was not far away and let out a smug laugh.