Chapter 508: Prelude to the War·True Card
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
Harry and the members of Team 141 were desperately trying to avoid the waves of prophecy balls that were chasing after them. However, far away from them, a pale figure with black air all over his body was looking at the people fleeing hastily below. of people.
With a crackling sound of space distortion, the figure of a pale woman appeared behind the black figure, and immediately knelt down on one knee and said.
"Master, I'm sorry for not causing them any trouble."
After listening to the woman's words, the man standing high up, still looking at Harry and the fleeing people below, waved his hands carelessly, and then replied slowly.
"Don't be nervous, Bella. I don't need you to cause any trouble to them. It's enough to hold them back for a while. You've done a good job. You'll soon be giving gifts to our savior and Dumbledore." arrive.
Now you should take your companions back to Malfoy Manor, trust me, there are gifts there that you will like. "
Voldemort's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at Harry below, as if talking to himself.
After hearing Voldemort's words, Bella did not dare to hesitate any more. After nodding, she disappeared randomly into the room with a burst of crackling figures.
Hearing Bella's departure, Voldemort touched his bald head in an exaggerated manner. After taking a deep breath, a look of intoxication and madness appeared on his face.
Glancing at Harry who was still running for his life below, Voldemort's eyes showed a trace of disdain. It seemed that if he looked at Harry one more time, he would feel that his eyes were dirty, so he turned and left.
Following Voldemort's movements, a sickly smile gradually appeared on the snake-like face.
"Come on, Dumbledore, based on the coffin built by the entire Ministry of Magic, this is the highest respect I have for you. Don't worry, I will definitely let you see your savior in front of you."
As the words fell, Voldemort was no longer in the room. The next second Voldemort had appeared in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.
The wand pointed toward his feet, and a huge magic circle emitting green light began to expand rapidly with Voldemort's movements. In a short time, it had enveloped the entire Ministry of Magic.
With the appearance of the magic circle, the ceiling of a row of working fireplaces near the small square where Voldemort was located suddenly shook.
Gradually, the shaking began to become more and more intense, as if something was about to break through the limitations of the ceiling and want to rush out.
Once, twice, as the shaking became more intense and faster, and with a gentle click, a small gap finally opened in the ceiling.
Just like a thousand-mile dike would destroy a small ant nest, the crack expanded rapidly as if some switch had been turned on. Finally, with a loud noise, the ceiling was finally opened into a huge hole. Kouzi.
Countless Dementors rushed into the Ministry of Magic through the opened hole like a tide, so densely packed that for a moment it felt like no other color could be seen except the black on the Dementors. Same.
What was strange at that time was that all the Dementors had avoided the place where Voldemort was, as if they had received some command, forming a very distinct shuttle-shaped border.
Seeing this scene, the grin on Voldemort's face became even more ferocious. Voldemort raised his wand and the black mist on his body began to spread violently.
"Go! Fill every corner of the Ministry of Magic, find the boy named Harry, and bring him alive to me. The remaining creatures will be your delicious food!!!"
As the black mist spread, the Dementors seemed to have received some instructions and started to become restless. Even the Dementors who were charging into the Ministry of Magic seemed to be more active.
After doing all this, Voldemort found a random place and used magic to create a golden throne. He sat down calmly, supported his head with his hands and looked at the direction where the dementors came in with a grin.
"Okay, the stage has been set. Dumbledore, will you step on the stage or will your disciples step on this stage?"
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On the other side, after Dumbledore hung up the phone in a hurry, Charles was stunned for a long time, and finally reacted. After giving a very mother-intentioned speech with mother as the center, relatives as the radius, and ancestors as the purpose. , then Charles saw Malfoy and Neville, who were still standing there blankly and seemed to be so nervous that they almost forgot to breathe.
Malfoy and Neville swore that they never wanted to see Ciel like this in their lives. The moment Ciel looked over, Neville even thought that Ciel wanted to eat him. Even after his death, he should Ciel has already thought about how to cook.
Fortunately, although Charles was angry, he still had basic sense. Through the phone call with Dumbledore just now, Charles had roughly figured out Voldemort's plan just like Dumbledore.
Under the pretense of leaving, he let the traitor in his camp be exposed, and at the same time, he guided Harry to the Ministry of Magic. After confirming that Harry was in the Ministry of Magic, he only needed to hold Harry for a short time and let the dementors They completely occupied the Ministry of Magic, surrounded Harry, and forced Dumbledore to come for support.
At the same time, Charles could guess almost immediately that Voldemort at this time would definitely ask the elite Death Eaters following him to immediately respond to Malfoy Manor to encircle and suppress the remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix.
No matter which side fails, it will cause huge losses to the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, especially Dumbledore. Faced with the situation of choosing between the savior and his subordinates of the Order of the Phoenix, no matter what Dumbledore chooses, he will Some people were disappointed with Dumbledore.
Voldemort successfully created a trolley problem for Dumbledore through his own plan, and it was still a bright and clear Yang. If it went more smoothly, Charles could even reasonably think that Voldemort could severely damage all the forces that resisted him at the same time.
Of course, this also means one thing, that is, there must be a traitor in the school or the Order of the Phoenix. Otherwise, Voldemort would never be so clear about Dumbledore's whereabouts.
But now is obviously not the time to consider who is the traitor. At the very least, the two people standing in front of Charles with their faces pale with fright are definitely not the traitors.
Seeing the two men shivering and even looking like they were about to die, Ciel didn't hesitate too much, and a temporary plan quickly took shape in Ciel's mind.
Now that Voldemort has shown his trump card, Ciel doesn't mind grabbing a handful on the card table while showing his trump card.
With a crackling sound of space distortion, the figure of a pale woman appeared behind the black figure, and immediately knelt down on one knee and said.
"Master, I'm sorry for not causing them any trouble."
After listening to the woman's words, the man standing high up, still looking at Harry and the fleeing people below, waved his hands carelessly, and then replied slowly.
"Don't be nervous, Bella. I don't need you to cause any trouble to them. It's enough to hold them back for a while. You've done a good job. You'll soon be giving gifts to our savior and Dumbledore." arrive.
Now you should take your companions back to Malfoy Manor, trust me, there are gifts there that you will like. "
Voldemort's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at Harry below, as if talking to himself.
After hearing Voldemort's words, Bella did not dare to hesitate any more. After nodding, she disappeared randomly into the room with a burst of crackling figures.
Hearing Bella's departure, Voldemort touched his bald head in an exaggerated manner. After taking a deep breath, a look of intoxication and madness appeared on his face.
Glancing at Harry who was still running for his life below, Voldemort's eyes showed a trace of disdain. It seemed that if he looked at Harry one more time, he would feel that his eyes were dirty, so he turned and left.
Following Voldemort's movements, a sickly smile gradually appeared on the snake-like face.
"Come on, Dumbledore, based on the coffin built by the entire Ministry of Magic, this is the highest respect I have for you. Don't worry, I will definitely let you see your savior in front of you."
As the words fell, Voldemort was no longer in the room. The next second Voldemort had appeared in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.
The wand pointed toward his feet, and a huge magic circle emitting green light began to expand rapidly with Voldemort's movements. In a short time, it had enveloped the entire Ministry of Magic.
With the appearance of the magic circle, the ceiling of a row of working fireplaces near the small square where Voldemort was located suddenly shook.
Gradually, the shaking began to become more and more intense, as if something was about to break through the limitations of the ceiling and want to rush out.
Once, twice, as the shaking became more intense and faster, and with a gentle click, a small gap finally opened in the ceiling.
Just like a thousand-mile dike would destroy a small ant nest, the crack expanded rapidly as if some switch had been turned on. Finally, with a loud noise, the ceiling was finally opened into a huge hole. Kouzi.
Countless Dementors rushed into the Ministry of Magic through the opened hole like a tide, so densely packed that for a moment it felt like no other color could be seen except the black on the Dementors. Same.
What was strange at that time was that all the Dementors had avoided the place where Voldemort was, as if they had received some command, forming a very distinct shuttle-shaped border.
Seeing this scene, the grin on Voldemort's face became even more ferocious. Voldemort raised his wand and the black mist on his body began to spread violently.
"Go! Fill every corner of the Ministry of Magic, find the boy named Harry, and bring him alive to me. The remaining creatures will be your delicious food!!!"
As the black mist spread, the Dementors seemed to have received some instructions and started to become restless. Even the Dementors who were charging into the Ministry of Magic seemed to be more active.
After doing all this, Voldemort found a random place and used magic to create a golden throne. He sat down calmly, supported his head with his hands and looked at the direction where the dementors came in with a grin.
"Okay, the stage has been set. Dumbledore, will you step on the stage or will your disciples step on this stage?"
······
On the other side, after Dumbledore hung up the phone in a hurry, Charles was stunned for a long time, and finally reacted. After giving a very mother-intentioned speech with mother as the center, relatives as the radius, and ancestors as the purpose. , then Charles saw Malfoy and Neville, who were still standing there blankly and seemed to be so nervous that they almost forgot to breathe.
Malfoy and Neville swore that they never wanted to see Ciel like this in their lives. The moment Ciel looked over, Neville even thought that Ciel wanted to eat him. Even after his death, he should Ciel has already thought about how to cook.
Fortunately, although Charles was angry, he still had basic sense. Through the phone call with Dumbledore just now, Charles had roughly figured out Voldemort's plan just like Dumbledore.
Under the pretense of leaving, he let the traitor in his camp be exposed, and at the same time, he guided Harry to the Ministry of Magic. After confirming that Harry was in the Ministry of Magic, he only needed to hold Harry for a short time and let the dementors They completely occupied the Ministry of Magic, surrounded Harry, and forced Dumbledore to come for support.
At the same time, Charles could guess almost immediately that Voldemort at this time would definitely ask the elite Death Eaters following him to immediately respond to Malfoy Manor to encircle and suppress the remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix.
No matter which side fails, it will cause huge losses to the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, especially Dumbledore. Faced with the situation of choosing between the savior and his subordinates of the Order of the Phoenix, no matter what Dumbledore chooses, he will Some people were disappointed with Dumbledore.
Voldemort successfully created a trolley problem for Dumbledore through his own plan, and it was still a bright and clear Yang. If it went more smoothly, Charles could even reasonably think that Voldemort could severely damage all the forces that resisted him at the same time.
Of course, this also means one thing, that is, there must be a traitor in the school or the Order of the Phoenix. Otherwise, Voldemort would never be so clear about Dumbledore's whereabouts.
But now is obviously not the time to consider who is the traitor. At the very least, the two people standing in front of Charles with their faces pale with fright are definitely not the traitors.
Seeing the two men shivering and even looking like they were about to die, Ciel didn't hesitate too much, and a temporary plan quickly took shape in Ciel's mind.
Now that Voldemort has shown his trump card, Ciel doesn't mind grabbing a handful on the card table while showing his trump card.
