Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.
Derek Walls frequently looked back to the bathroom in the corner. The only reason why he has not resigned yet is all because of this plan.
Click~!
The bathroom door was opened from the inside, then he saw a man with parted black hair and freckles on his face coming out.
"Leader!"
"Derek, from now on I'm not your leader, I'm the captain of the Auror team, Holland Burt, don't get me wrong."
Lucas adjusted his collar. The clothes were making him uncomfortable.
But for the next plan he also had to endure the feeling of being restrained by the neckline.
"Have they arrived yet?"
"They already entered the Ministry of Magic, and are taking the elevator to the ninth floor."
Lucas straightened his posture and took a deep breath.
As the turbid air was exhaled, the elegant temperament on his body gradually disappeared, and then Holland Burt appeared on the spot with a tense and excited face.
Ding~!
There was a sound from the direction of the elevator and Lucas walked up quickly: "Hello, I'm the Auror Captain sent by Minister Thicknesse, and my name is Holland Burt."
After he finished speaking, he took a cautious peek at the stranger beside Arthur Weasley.
"Please, come in, you are Mr Harry Potter, right?"
After drinking the polyjuice potion, Harry looked at the Captain Auror with a reserved expression but fanatical eyes, and nodded unconsciously.
"Very, very glad to meet you. I have always wanted to meet you. For your core position in the anti-you-know-who movement, I express my absolute support."
"Uh, thank you!" Harry said a little awkwardly.
But seeing someone support him so much, he felt a little smug in his heart. After all, only he can complete the prophecy transfer plan this time.
The smug look in Harry's eyes was clearly seen by Lucas, so he made persistent efforts and continued: "Mr Potter, I think you will be a good leader in the future, you know what I mean."
"Oh thank you, thank you for your support."
Seeing the two chatting endlessly, Arthur Weasley interrupted impatiently: "We still have very important things to do, Holland."
"Oh, sorry Director Weasley, this way please."
On the way to the Hall of Prophecies, the smile on Harry's face was getting bigger and bigger under the praise of all kinds of rainbow farts.
Until he followed Arthur Weasley into the Hall of Prophecies.
"Boss, why do you treat Harry Potter with that attitude?"
"It's nothing, I just thought of some fun things."
Derek looked at the smile on his leader's face and didn't know what words to use to describe it.
Bad? Probably the most appropriate word to use.
Five minutes after Harry entered the Hall of Prophecies, members of the Order of the Phoenix also began to appear in the Department of Mysteries.
Moody pointed to the surrounding Aurors as soon as he arrived.
"You, now immediately go to the corner of the elevator exit, there is an excellent sneak attack position."
The young Auror left his position helplessly.
Just as he walked to the elevator door, he suddenly saw something approaching quickly in the dark elevator passage.
"Mr Moody, here...."
Before the young Auror could finish his sentence, he was hit by a green light.
Then a large number of Death Eaters appeared at the exit of the elevator through Apparition.
"Hahaha..." Harsh laughter echoed in the hall.
As soon as Bellatrix appeared, her wand was aimed at her dear cousin.
Since then, the war of the Ministry of Magic has begun.
This time it's a war between the Order of the Phoenix, the Ministry of Magic, and the Death Eaters.
The highest combat power dispatched by both sides are wizards of the elite Auror level.
This conflict also heralded the official start of the Second Wizarding War.
Harry looked at the endless amount of prophecy balls, his face full of bewilderment.
"Mr. Weasley, there are so many prophecy balls, how can I find the one we are looking for?"
"Don't worry, we have predicted the approximate position of the ball."
Arthur took a note from his pocket and took Harry to the corresponding area.
"It's probably around here, the rest is up to you, but I can give you a hint."
"When you get close to your own prophecy ball, the ball will emit a faint fluorescence."
Arthur Weasley turned around and walked aside to wait.
Harry frowned, and looked at the four towering shelves nearby.
Although most of them have been eliminated, there are still thousands or even tens of thousands prophecy balls on these four shelves.
He sighed and began to carefully examine the nearby prophecy orbs.
When he noticed that the owner's name was written on the bottom of each orb he blinked and began to focus on finding his own prophecy ball.
Not long after, he noticed that a prophecy ball on one of the shelves was glowing.
Walking closer, he saw "Dark Lord & Harry Potter" written under the prophecy ball
"Mr Weasley, I found it!"
Arthur hurried to Harry's side.
The moment he saw the prophecy ball, he beamed with joy.
"Very well, let's leave now!"
Hearing no response from Harry behind him, he stopped in his tracks. When he turned around he found that Harry was staring intently at the prophecy ball in his hand and sighed helplessly.
"Why do you want to check the prophecy at this time?"
Arthur waited by the side for a good five minutes before Harry took his eyes off the prophecy ball.
"Mr Weasley, why haven't I seen Dumbledore's so-called secret weapon?"
"You have to ask Dumbledore about this, he will explain it to you, put away the prophecy ball now, the situation outside is not very optimistic."
Mr Weasley's words startled Harry for a moment.
He followed the other party's footsteps out of the prophecy hall, and just after leaving the gate, they heard an explosion produced by a spell from outside.
"Hahaha~ Sirius, how long has it been since we saw each other?"
A sharp, lunatic voice came from the hall.
Hearing Sirius' name Harry hurried to the door leading to the main hall.
Through the crack in the door, he finally saw the situation in the hall clearly.
At this moment, the lobby of the Department of Mysteries was in complete chaos.
The Death Eaters frantically attacked the members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors around them.
Harry looked for his Godfather Sirius in the crowd and quickly noticed his situation.
Looking at the crazy woman opposite Sirius, Harry whispered to Mr Weasley, "Who is that woman?"
"Bellatrix Lestrange."
It turned out she was Bellatrix. Harry had seen her in someone else's memory.
It can't be said that she was very different from the current image, but there were also great changes.
If it is said that the previous Bellatrix still maintained a bit of the elegance of a pure-blood family member, now she is a complete lunatic.
The battle between Sirius and Bellatrix was evenly matched.
The exquisite silent casting makes the fight between the two look pleasing to the eye.
Sensing that Sirius was not in danger, Harry looked at the others again.
Alastor Moody's fighting style was very simple and rough. All Death Eaters who become his opponents would be hit with a powerful stunning spell.
Although Mad-Eye's missing leg is a bit inconvenient, the speed at which he casts spells is much faster than others. This may be his winning method.
There was an uncanny rapport between Tonks and Remus as the two teamed up to keep the Death Eaters around them from approaching.
And Kingsley led the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic to fight back.
The battle in the hall fell into a stalemate, the two sides were evenly matched and no one could do anything to the other.
Just at this time, a spell flew from not far away.
The gate to the Hall of Prophecy was struck by a spell and the figure of Harry Potter appeared in front of everyone.
The Death Eaters' eyes instantly focused on him.
Seeing him tightly clutching a backpack close to his body, Bellatrix immediately shouted to her subordinates around her.
"Grab that bag, grab Harry Potter!"
The Death Eaters left their opponents behind and rushed towards Harry.
Facing the swarm of enemies, Harry no longer had the courage to fight.
Looking timidly at the backpack in his hand, he suddenly found that this prophecy ball has become a hot potato.
No matter who takes it at this time, it will be troublesome.
"Mr Weasley, what shall we do?"
Seeing the panicked expression on Harry's face, Arthur reacted, "Calm down, draw your wand, and prepare to fight."
Harry drew his wand with his right hand and pointed at the Death Eaters running towards him.
Just at this critical moment, a few spells knocked down the leading Death Eater.
"Holland Burt!" Harry recognized the rushing man at a glance.
He didn't expect that his supporter would have such great strength.
"Director Weasley, we're here to escort you out," the disguised Lucas yelled.
While speaking, he kept sending spells and killed several Death Eaters.
[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing an enemy (Death Eater), reward: 400 achievement points.]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for killing an enemy (murderer), reward: 200 achievement points.]
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Hearing the system's beeps, Lucas pursed his lips, he didn't expect that Bellatrix brought some worthless guys this time.
He led several Aurors to Harry, but was stopped by a spell just as he was about to reach him and Bellatrix appeared in front of them.
The crazy beauty watched Lucas who was pretending to be an Auror with interest.
"I have been paying attention to you for a long time just now, and you have killed so many of my subordinates, which proves that you are very strong!"
"Mr Weasley, take Harry Potter and go first, I will stop her."
Arthur Weasley frowned: "Then be careful, and good luck."
Bellatrix was powerful, he knew it all too well. So Arthur was not optimistic about the Auror named Holland in front of him.
Before Harry could react, he was dragged away by Arthur.
Watching Holland who was left to face the dangerous woman alone, Harry struggled and shouted: "He can't face her alone, Mr Weasley, let's help him!"
After he finished speaking, a crazy laugh came from behind him: "Avada Kedavra!"
Harry turned his head to look and saw the deadly green light instantly sinking into Holland's chest!