Popular Web NovelsChapter 602 Shocking change! !Chapter 602: Shocking change! !
"Voldemort!"
A middle-aged man wearing the standard Auror robe walked out of the crowd, seemingly unafraid of the Dark Lord's reputation. His voice was firm and powerful, as if he was scolding someone. Common dark wizard criminal.
He looks like an old lion, with tawny hair and thick eyebrows mixed with strands of gray, which makes people clearly feel that he is a sharp and tough guy, with a pair of sharp eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses. , his left leg is a little lame, but he walks with a cool and unrestrained temperament like a meteor.
The surrounding Ministry of Magic staff and Aurors moved quietly, completely blocking all roads to the Prophecy Hall, and some wizards' wands flickered slightly. Trembling, both fear and excitement. Fudge's long-standing slander still played some role. At least the average Auror did not expect that Principal Dumbledore's warning turned out to be true...
The aisle next to display shelf No. 97 is quite spacious. Voldemort stood alone in the middle of the aisle, while Loren and others faced him and stepped back in small steps.
Inside the gray crystal ball, a dim blue light loomed.
"Rufus Scrimgeour, I know your name."
Voldemort turned to look at the Auror Chief of Staff, and he knew that Lucius could do nothing. Okay, the most troublesome person was left out, but he didn't care very much. He moved his eyes to the right and looked at the blond witch next to him:
"I don't remember any other female officials in the Ministry of Magic. Are you?"
"Bertha Jorkins, Assistant Minister."
"Did you discover the strangeness of Cornelius Fudge?" Voldemort squinted his eyes, hearing her position as Assistant Minister, and quickly based on various Inferring the current situation, he licked his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "No wonder my servant disappeared after entering the Ministry of Magic. You specially set a trap..."
Bertha Jorkins clicked Nodding: "After Minister Fudge came back from the banquet at Malfoy Manor, he became passionate about work. He cared about the rotational deployment of Aurors and asked when the staff on leave would return to work. This was really weird... But even if Minister Fudge was possessed by the Soul Seizer, Curse is also willing to trust me, or is willing to open up to me, and is not defensive at all when assigning tasks..."
At this point, she blinked: "So I immediately asked Skrein Director Jie reported the situation. You may not know that Director Scrimgeour devoted most of his energy to dealing with the dark wizard after joining the work, so you... the power of the dark devil will not be underestimated. In addition, he is a resolute person. Sir, all Aurors were quickly recalled and prepared. After the Death Eaters entered the Ministry of Magic, you entered the Prophecy Hall alone. The other Death Eaters were scattered and defeated. Except for a few die-hards who resisted desperately, most of the dark wizards Already in custody."
"Rufus Scrimgeour..." The red light in Voldemort's eyes became more obvious, and his voice wavered in the prophecy hall, "When did you first know? "
"I have never doubted Dumbledore." Scrimgeour's face was stern. So many things happened last summer, including the werewolf riots in New York, the reappearance of the Dark Mark of the World Cup, and Crouch's death in the Goblet of Fire. He never believed it was a coincidence. .
"Dumbledore, it's Dumbledore again..."
A ferocious smile appeared on Voldemort's lips, and his wand flashed a pale green light, "Where is Dumbledore?" Where are you? Are the remaining Aurors still in Knockturn Alley? "
"I think so."
With the sound of a phoenix, there was a faint sound. A brilliant fire ignited out of thin air. Dumbledore, wearing a gray cloth robe and silver beard and hair, walked out of the flames with a smile on his face. This operation completely cut off Voldemort's minions and paved the way for subsequent actions. Smoothing the road:
"Long time no see, Tom."
Voldemort's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he gritted his teeth: "Dumbledore..."
"Principal Dumbledore!"
Ginny pressed He raised his voice, and there was a surprise that couldn't be hidden in his voice.
Dumbledore smiled softly and looked around: "I think we can let them evacuate the Prophecy Hall first, what do you think?"
He waved his hand and signaled Scrimgeour to take the Aurors and staff away from the battlefield quickly. Loren and others on the other side were a little stunned. They couldn't figure out why they didn't besiege Voldemort with such a good opportunity, but they still followed the principal's wishes and blended in with the Aurors. The group retreated around display rack No. 97.
Voldemort held his yew wand at an angle and watched the closely surrounded Aurors gradually withdraw from the prophecy hall. There was a sneer on his gloomy face:
"You are still the same, Dumbledore." Lido, you always show your stupid compassion and kindness in front of others, which is disgustingly hypocritical!"
Dumbledore said calmly: "You are even more stupid when you come here today than when I asked them to evacuate. , isn't it, Tom?"
"But you gave up this opportunity, which will be the most regretful thing in the rest of your life!" Voldemort couldn't help laughing, quickly flicked his wand, and fired out his savings. A long-lasting killing curse.
"[Avada Kedavra]"
Boom——
Dumbledore calmly raised the wand made of simple material in front of him, and two majestic magical powers collided in front of him. At the same time, the dazzling crimson beam and the death curse stirred up liquid sputtering magic power, which illuminated the prophecy hall like daylight. The powerful impact caused the candlelight in the prophecy hall to shake violently.
Followed by more magic spells flying, the floor of this floor shook violently, a strong shock wave burst out from the intersection of magic spells, the display shelf was shaken violently, and the crystal ball fell from the It fell off the shelf and shattered into hundreds of pieces.
Loren and others who exited the prophecy hall heard a dull bombardment inside, and the crisp sound of crystal cracking echoed throughout.
"The battlefield will move over at any time. Continue to retreat. All non-combatants withdraw from the Department of Mysteries! Leave five Auror teams on standby!"
"Yes, Director!"
"Don't be stupid. Squeeze the elevator, don't fall behind, don't be scattered, take the stairs!"
Exit the Time Hall and enter the circular room, Rufus Scrimgeour commanded in an orderly manner, followed closely by Bertha Jorkins! Beside him, some employees from the civilian department felt that their minds were still confused and their movements were slow and chaotic. Fortunately, the Aurors around him were well-trained and led them to retreat to the corridor and retreat all the way out.
Boom——
The floor shook slightly, and the shift in the center of gravity brought a slight feeling of weightlessness. The Aurors slowed down and paid attention to the civilian staff around them to ensure that the entire team remained stable.
"Director Scrimgeour, are my dad and Percy okay?"
Ron couldn't help but ask.
Jorkins held Ginny with one arm and patted his shoulder with the other: "Percy was slightly injured in the first battle with the Death Eaters. Weasley The gentleman is taking care of him upstairs."
"What happened in the first battle?" Harry couldn't help it. Voldemort suddenly appeared, the Aurors suddenly appeared, and Deng suddenly appeared. Bullido, there are too many surprises and shocks today, and he can't bear it. Jorkins glanced at Loren and Hermione next to him, and explained in a low voice: "After the Death Eaters in Knockturn Alley appeared, Minister Fudge and Director Thicknesse planned to send out all the Aurors on duty to let them The Death Eaters attacked the almost undefended Ministry of Magic, but we did not leave at all. We remained hidden in the Ministry, waiting for them to relax their vigilance, and then disperse the intruding Death Eaters."
"What about the Death Eaters in Knockturn Alley?" Hermione asked.
"Your professor went to deal with them." Jorkins blinked.
Loren looked down along the stairs. The figures of Dumbledore and Voldemort were blurred, leaving only the magic light splashing everywhere and two bright magic sources.
Back to the main hall on the eighth floor underground, the Department of Mysteries is on the ninth floor underground. Even on the eighth floor, they can still feel weak vibrations transmitted along the ground.
Jorkins checked the situation of the fireplace and quickly said: "The fireplace can still be used. The battle below may spread here at any time. Non-combatants line up to use the fireplace to evacuate. It is forbidden to reveal any information about Voldemort and Death Eaters. Do you understand?" "
"Understood..."
Looking at the few ungraduated wizards around him, Jorkins thought for a moment: "You guys go upstairs, you know that the Office for Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Items knows Well, Mr. Weasley and Percy are in the office."
Just as a few people were about to go upstairs, the green light of the fireplace on the corridor outside the main hall flashed, and a hooded figure appeared. Appear in front of everyone.
...
The sharp fragments of the crystal ball, the broken wood pieces of the display rack, and the broken root of the candlestick were driven by Dumbledore's transfiguration, intercepting Voldemort's terrifying death curse, turning into sharp points and stabbing them at high speed.
"You know, you can't kill me!"
The sharp sounds from all directions cut through the air, and Voldemort could feel the dull pain on the surface of his skin: "You want to cut my body into pieces. Should it be broken into pieces? Those Aurors should really see your cruel methods now!"
He pointed the wand at his left hand, and a scarlet flame suddenly appeared in his palm, and he held the flame in front of his mouth, as if The flames spread around the body like a python exhaling, and all the crystals, wooden blocks and copper candlesticks were burned to ashes, and strands fell to the ground.
Voldemort's wand flipped again, and the ashes gathered together, turning into a python with white spots on a black background. It carried most of the fragments in the room and rushed towards Dumbledore. Behind the snake's body was a thick green beam of light. .
"Who can be more cruel than you?"
Dumbledore's figure flickered and disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was already behind Voldemort. While avoiding the bite of the giant python, he also made the death curse fail. , lit the python casually, and the blazing flames illuminated the old man's face. He said calmly, "You have failed, Tom, this was destined from a long time ago!"
The flames flew wildly and compressed Voldemort. He waved his wand without any panic, and his figure floated lightly, weightless like a ghost: "It was those stupid and incompetent slaves who failed. This proves nothing... Soon all wizards in the magic world will know that the great The Dark Lord is back, and more servants will join the Mark of the Dark Lord. Death and fear will help them make the right choice!"
Spread black mist along the way, annihilating the burning flames.
Dumbledore's voice turned cold: "Use blood and death to spread fear, you will never understand the power of love, you will not have sincere allies, you are destined to fail forever!"
After saying this, Dumbledore stepped forward and floated in mid-air. The flames behind him gathered together. The wand shook, and the flames seemed to turn into wings. Dumbledore was like a phoenix spreading its wings. Two broad flame wings flapped together fiercely, and the flames seemed to turn into wings. Voldemort enveloped it.
Voldemort's robes fluttered and he roared loudly: "The Dark Lord does not need allies! Dumbledore, do you really think you can defeat me?"
Yew Staff Shining silver brilliance surged out from the tip, surrounding Voldemort, spreading like a liquid and converging into a ball. The moment the flames collided with the silver ball of light, a low trembling sound was emitted. Voldemort seized the opportunity, and his figure disappeared instantly.
It was just that the silver shield and disembodiment failed to help him get rid of the wings of fire. As soon as the pale-skinned figure appeared from the corner of the prophecy hall, two blazing broad flames enveloped him again.
Voldemort let out an angry roar, waved his wand, and shattered the wall behind him. His figure fluttered and retreated quickly.
The gravel flew and all kinds of clocks in the Time Hall were smashed to the ground, making a clanging sound. Without hesitation, Voldemort quickly passed over the clock fragments, swept across the room, and fled out of the Time Hall, leaving only Black mist spreads everywhere.
Dumbledore glanced at the gleaming bell-shaped crystal jar, his silver beard and hair illuminated by the flames. The old man who had enjoyed life in school for a long time now had a cold face, majestic and solemn.
On the other side, Voldemort, who was panicking, ran straight into the five Auror teams waiting for an ambush at the exit of the circular room.
Rufus Scrimgeour has experienced those dark ages, worked with Crouch and Moody, and is well aware of the nature of Voldemort and Death Eaters. He has always approved of Crouch's iron-blooded methods. So he ordered without hesitation: "Prepare the Kedavra... [Avada Kedavra]"
Dense green light enveloped the entire room. Even Voldemort, who was not afraid of death with his Horcrux, He didn't dare to collide directly. He never wanted to return to his former ghost state.
Voldemort looked back at the pursuing Flame Wings, and the scarlet light in his vertical pupils gradually faded: "The god of death has raised his scythe, but it is aimed at you, Dumbledore!"
Dumbledore! Many faces remained unchanged, controlling the overwhelming flames to suppress them.
Voldemort completely ignored the dense death curses behind him and took a step towards the flames. His whole body turned into thick black mist and crashed into it.
The two blazing wings came into contact with the mist, making a sound of evaporating and burning. The black mist that filled the Hall of Time and the Hall of Prophecy converged toward Voldemort, like a stream flowing into a river, with both sides trembling and swaying.
Patches of green light from the Death Curse splashed on the wall, making a dull bombardment sound.
After a stalemate for a few seconds, the black mist suddenly broke through the flames and crashed into Dumbledore.
Voldemort's looming face floated in the mist, and two cruel red lights revealed human cruelty and ferocity, as if the next moment Dumbledore would be enveloped in the black mist and turned into molten flesh.
No one noticed that there was a quietly burning flame mark "X" branded on the wooden door behind Dumbledore. Seeing the black air approaching, he whispered: "Tom, this is... The magic of love."
The wooden door suddenly opened!
(End of this chapter)
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