Two cries of surprise and horror sounded in the courtroom.
The Yaxley side, who were still in the grip of winning, showed desperate expressions. People like Umbridge who were not controlled by the Imperius Curse and who were not so loyal to Voldemort were even more frightened and trembling all over. up.
Although his side still has the upper hand in terms of numbers, Yaxley also knows that they may be in trouble today. More importantly, Dumbledore is actually cheating his death, so isn't his master
Such thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, but soon, he burst out laughing.
"So what if you are prepared?" Yaxley's face flashed a ruthless look, and he said with a smirk: "The master already knows that you are going to transfer Potter today, even if you rush there now, it is already too late Yes! Hahahahahaha!"
"I reminded you just now, Yaxley." Dumbledore still had that gentle tone, "Sometimes, it's better not to be so full of words."
Dumbledore's unhurried appearance made Yaxley and others' hearts sink again, but at this time they didn't have any extra thoughts to worry about Voldemort's side. After a fierce resistance, they were quickly defeated. All uniforms.
After subduing Yaxley and others, Ms. Burns and other department heads returned to their respective posts, barely maintaining the operation of the Ministry of Magic, while Dumbledore took other Aurors to take Yax Li and the others were taken into the dungeon next to the courtroom.
In the dungeon, Cornelius Fudge was huddled in a corner of the cell.
During his time in prison, Umbridge pieced together the general situation through their conversations.
The resurrection of Voldemort, the secret control of the Ministry of Magic, these things he had guessed a long time ago were nothing. When Fudge heard the news of Dumbledore's death, he felt as if he had been drained of energy, and his whole body was sluggish. down.
In less than a month, Fudge lost weight several times, with sunken eye sockets and unshaven beard, he looked no different from a homeless man on the street.
So when Dumbledore and the others escorted Yaxley and the others into the dungeon, they couldn't immediately recognize who the person huddled in the corner was.
"Connelly?"
It was Dumbledore who recognized Fudge first, he came to the cage where Fudge was locked, and called softly.
Fudge looked up with a dejected face, and after a short period of sluggishness, Fudge's originally dull eyes burst out with astonishing brilliance.
"Albus! You're not dead?!" He jumped up from the ground, grabbed the railing of the cell door and shouted excitedly: "Great! I'm sorry! The mysterious manreallyreally Resurrected¡¡"
After incoherently apologizing to Dumbledore, Fudge woke up suddenly, and he shouted excitedly again: "Quick! Albus! You-Know-Who is going to attack Harry Potter with his men! Your plan Leaked! Harry Potter is in danger now!"
"Don't worry, Connelly." Dumbledore waved his wand, opened the cell where Fudge was being held, and comforted him unhurriedly: "Our plan has not been exposed, and Harry is safe now"
"No! Listen to me!" Perhaps in order to make up for his previous mistakes, Fudge quickly interrupted Dumbledore, "There are traitors among you! Your plan has been"
"Severus," Dumbledore took his words with a smile, nodded to the dumbfounded Fudge, and said, "I know, he is from our side,
It was I who sent him to inform Voldemort. Don't worry, Fish is still there. "
"Roar¡ª¡ª!!!"
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Fish jumped out of the sidecar of the motorcycle, his body quickly expanded into a huge white tiger in the air, and he let out a roar that shook the sky, making the dementors linger not far away, not daring to approach.
But Harry and the others took advantage of this moment to quickly descend to the ground.
Just as Moody speculated, when they flew a certain distance and left the protection range of Lily Potter's spell, a large group of figures in tattered black robes appeared in the sky immediately. The temperature also dropped a lot in an instant.
"Call for God's protection!"
Harry and the others still tried to use the Patronus Charm, and they did succeed in summoning the Patronus at first.
However, just as the patron saints pushed back the surrounding dementors, there were a few sounds of chanting incantations behind the dementors.
"Guard driveLeave! "
Accompanied by these chanting sounds, Harry's patron saint instantly turned into silver smoke and dissipated in the air.
"Land down!"
Moody roared, while continuing to try to summon the Patronus, but as before, they were dispersed by the Death Eaters hiding behind the dementor as soon as they were summoned.
Then Fish jumped out and turned into a white tiger to restrain the dementors, allowing Harry and the others to land with peace of mind.
"Um?"
Voldemort, who was sitting in the back, looked at the "big cat" floating in the sky and did not fall down, and frowned suspiciously
Why did the spell that Fish used floating in the air look so familiar to him?
Moreover, when someone in Harry's guards was accidentally knocked off his broomstick by a Death Eater, he didn't fall to the ground, but flew up wobbly.
Of course, Voldemort couldn't think of the flying spell he developed. After teaching it to his Death Eaters, Snape immediately transferred it to Fish, and then most of the Order of the Phoenix learned it.
If it wasn't for Harry's inability to practice spells at the Dursleys', they wouldn't even need to use broomsticks this time.
"Hmph!" Voldemort snorted coldly, "Old man, if you die, you will cause me trouble!"
He took it for granted that this was the flying spell developed by Dumbledore. As for the fact that it looks very similar to the spell he invented, Voldemort didn't think much about it. After all, the principle of flying is pretty much the same. To put it bluntly, it's just a fusion of the Levitation and Transport spells, similar or even the same. Nothing strange.
After Harry and the others landed, they immediately started fighting with the Death Eaters in black robes.
Although the Death Eaters have an advantage in numbers, most of them are used to being pampered, and their actual combat ability is actually pretty good, that is, Bellatrix and other Death Eaters who were imprisoned in Azkaban The strength is stronger, and it is also much more dangerous.
"A bunch of trash!"
Voldemort looked at the Death Eaters who had been unable to attack for a long time, and cursed fiercely.
His infernal army was destroyed by Kanaloa not long ago, the werewolf was imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic, and the vampire refused to come out during the day, so the only thing he can use now is this group of Death Eaters
Walton McNeill recruited a group of giants for him, but considering Fish's inexplicable affinity, Voldemort did not take them in the end.
"Master! How dare you bother you! We will take Potter down for you soon!" Bellatrix was not happy when she saw Voldemort appearing, but screamed in fear.
However, Voldemort didn't respond to her intentions. He raised the Elder Wand in his hand and pointed it at Harry Potter.
"Potter, you should also know that prophecy, right?" Voldemort said softly but coldly: "Then let's see, which of the two of us can survive Avada Kedavella !"
A crow suddenly appeared, blocked the killing curse for Harry, and was blown into a pile of rubble.
"Um?"
Voldemort turned his head away, wanting to see who dared to interrupt his duel with Harry Potter.
Then he saw Professor McGonagall who was like a lioness guarding her cub.
"What do you want to do to my students?!" Professor McGonagall yelled at Voldemort aggressively.
"Minerva? McGonagall"
Of course Voldemort knew Professor McGonagall, because she was not only an original member of the Order of the Phoenix, but also Fisher McGonagall's adoptive mother.
"That's fine." Voldemort sneered, "Fish McGonagall has ruined my plan more than once, so let's get some interest from you first."