Yes, Potter was like that at that time, and then the guy took the opportunity to escape.

Damn it!

Following the last experience, Voldemort directly forcibly disconnected the wand and stared at Harry Potter.

"I heard you want to get my prophecy ball."

Harry took out the fake prophecy ball from his pocket and pointed it with his wand, the threat was self-evident.

"You broke my prophecy ball?"

Voldemort stared at Harry with scarlet, cold eyes. He saw that Harry was lying and that Harry had just destroyed the prophecy ball. The purpose was to prevent Voldemort from having the chance to obtain the prophecy ball, and in his hand

That one is fake.

"I hate Legilimency."

Harry muttered and threw the false prophecy ball to Voldemort.

"After months of hard work... Harry Potter, you have hindered me again." Voldemort's cold voice was filled with murderous intent.

"Yeah, I ruined it." Harry admitted straightforwardly.

"But you deserve it. Who told you not to get it yourself? You have to do such a stupid thing to fool me. Do you really think everyone is a fool?"

"It's a boring trick. Do you really think Dumbledore will come to save you if you delay?"

"I think this is a good idea. Good evening, Tom." Dumbledore raised his wand and stood beside Voldemort, his tone as calm as if he was greeting an old friend.

"Dumbledore!"

Voldemort spat disdainfully and fired a fatal spell directly at Dumbledore.

"The Aurors are on the way. I think they will regret that you escaped tonight." Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and the golden centaur on the fountain pool jumped up to block the fatal blow.

"You...no, it's not you."

Voldemort narrowed his eyes and stared at Dumbledore in front of him. He was sure it was not Dumbledore.

"There is no doubt that I beat you again."

Dumbledore waved his hand to signal the others around him to move away, leaving them plenty of space. In a battle of this magnitude, the involvement of others would only distract him.

"You, no, it's not you, it's that damn mudblood."

Voldemort had actually guessed who was plotting against him. Although he didn't have any evidence, he didn't need any evidence because there were very few people in the entire wizarding world who could do this.

Dumbledore is barely one, and the other is the Mudblood named Albert Anderson.

Ever since he failed to kill his opponent in the last duel competition, Voldemort realized that the mudblood named Anderson would become his trouble.

"Oh, I'm surprised. What are you worried about?"

"Worry, do you think I need to worry?" Voldemort narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You should be the one to worry."

Harry reached out to cover the scar, feeling an unimaginable pain engulfing him.

Driven by instinct, Harry tried to close his brain, and he soon found that the pain was quickly fading.

Harry struggled to stand up from the ground, looked at Voldemort and said, "I know you want to control me, but it's useless."

Just now, Harry did feel a crisis, but the effect of Felixir enhanced Harry's Occlumency level, allowing him to quickly block the influence of Voldemort on him.

"Your plots are always very unreliable." Dumbledore seemed satisfied with the result.

"Don't think you've won, Dumbledore."

Voldemort waved his wand and attacked Sirius and the others, trying to save several captured Death Eaters.

"I dare say your servants would shed tears of excitement if they knew that you were desperately trying to save them." Harry stood in front of Voldemort and used the coma spell on Voldemort, trying to restrain Voldemort through the resonance of the two wands.

Once the situation just happened, Dumbledore would definitely seize the opportunity to kill this guy.

"Potter, your tricks cannot always be reliable." Voldemort used the devil's flame to form a snake and let it rush towards Harry.

"I've never been a loner like you."

Members of the Order of the Phoenix worked together to drive away the flaming serpent.

"If you dare to use the Killing Curse, I will use them as a shield. Don't call me despicable. They all deserve to die anyway." Harry used his wand to levitate a Death Eater in front of him and said coldly. "What, you

Do you want to try it?"

"Why do you feel like we are the villains?" Ron muttered.

Hermione felt the same way, but she knew very well why Harry did this. Instead of letting the members of the Order of the Phoenix sacrifice, it would be better to let the Death Eaters die in their place. They were all extremely vicious guys anyway.

Voldemort looked Harry Potter up and down, seeming to have a new understanding of his mortal enemy.

"You won this time, but you can't win forever." Voldemort suddenly raised his wand, and a green light flew out of the wand and shot in the direction where the Aurors appeared, leaving only half of them.

The golden centaur was blown to pieces.

A gust of wind blew past and Voldemort disappeared.

"Oh my god, you saved me, you saved me."

The Auror was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, but no one would laugh at him because just now, he had a brush with death.

"Dumbledore!"

Scrimgeour looked at the subdued Death Eaters and looked at the old man in front of him with a complicated expression.

What the Ministry of Magic failed to do, Dumbledore and his team did.

"Oh, my God, what happened."

Cornelius Fudge pushed aside the Aurors blocking the way and looked at the messy Ministry of Magic. His eyes fell back on Dumbledore in front of him. Almost without thinking, he shouted to the Aurors on both sides: "Catch him."

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However, Fudge was greeted by a long silence.

"Voldemort is back." Dumbledore said calmly, "I told you more than once this year. Now is the time for you to learn to use your brain."

"What is going on?" Fudge's mind was in confusion. He had not seen Voldemort just now, but judging from the reactions of the Aurors, this was undoubtedly true.

"Your old buddy Mr. Malfoy led a group of Death Eaters and tried to break into the Ministry of Magic to do bad things." Harry suddenly took a step forward, looked directly at the panicked Fudge, and showed a bright smile, "Oh, by the way.

, and your dear deputy minister, who was so cruel as to use the Cruciatus Curse on me to torture me. As far as I know, using any of the Unforgivable Curses on a human being is enough to be imprisoned in Azkaban for a lifetime."

"Also, if you are not sure that your old buddy is a Death Eater, you can come to me and ask for an accurate list of Death Eaters. Although it has been a year, I believe my memory is still good."

Fudge's eyes had never been so wide, his mouth was open, and his whole face was flushed.

"Come on Harry, I'll take you back to school."

Dumbledore took the centaur's arm and turned it into a portkey.

"I thought I needed to be interviewed." Harry raised his eyebrows slightly, but still took his arm and said.

"If you are willing, but I think you should have more questions that need to be answered." Before Fudge could respond, Harry and Dumbledore disappeared, leaving everyone looking at each other.

"I'll leave them to you." Sirius shrugged, "I'll take them back to school."

"Mr. Minister, we caught the prisoner on the reward list, can we get the reward?" Before leaving, Ron stopped hesitantly and turned around to ask.

However, what was received was indeed silence.

"Kingsley, you..."

Fudge found it hard to accept that his right-hand man was actually Dumbledore's man.

"I'm an Auror," Kingsley said.
Chapter completed!