Chapter 522 Dumbledore Kidnapped by Scrimgeour

Dumbledore and Rice had cleverly reached a consensus on the matter of destroying Voldemort, so he naturally didn't want to start a decisive battle with Rice now.

He felt that he still had a few years to live, so he could join forces with others to destroy all of Voldemort's Horcruxes, killing him completely before having a decisive battle with Rice.

Lucius also hinted to Dumbledore about Les's true identity, which made Dumbledore less worried.

After all, he is the founder of the school and he won't go too far.

But now Scrimgeour was going to break this tacit balance. Dumbledore had been persuading him and had shared his thoughts with Scrimgeour.

He hoped that Scrimgeour could understand his painstaking efforts and wait for a year or two.

Everything seems to be going according to plan.

Unfortunately, it’s just “as if”.

Just as Dumbledore began to investigate Voldemort's Horcruxes, he received terrible news: Scrimgeour was about to launch a counterattack against Azkaban.

The news came from Kingsley and is absolutely reliable.

When Dumbledore heard the news, his eyes went dark and he fell directly into his chair.

The worst happened.

Dumbledore was even certain that Scrimgeour had deliberately leaked the news in advance. He knew that there should be people around him who were inclined towards Dumbledore, but he wanted to forcibly tie Dumbledore and Dumbledore's forces to his chariot through such behavior.

Short-sighted, lacking in overall consideration, eager for quick success...

Many words that could be used to describe Scrimgeour flashed through Dumbledore's mind, but in the end he could only turn all his thoughts into a sigh.

What else could he do? He couldn't just sit there and watch Scrimgeour and the elite of the Ministry of Magic die, could he?

Dumbledore looked at Fawkes squatting on the sycamore tree combing his feathers and gave a wry smile.

"Fawkes, thank you for your help." Dumbledore stroked the phoenix's back and conveyed his orders to it.

Order of the Phoenix, assemble!

Destination: Azkaban!

Scrimgeour is a madman.

This is Rice's evaluation of him.

Rice received the news earlier than Dumbledore.

After a brief moment of surprise, Rice figured out Scrimgeour's intention.

After figuring it out, Rice couldn't help but sigh: Dumbledore, how can you manage the wizarding world with such insects?

"Your Majesty, we need to gather our members immediately..." said the member of the organization who reported the news anxiously.

He didn't want to be on the loser's side as soon as he chose the team.

Looking at his anxious subordinates, Rice laughed.

"It's time to assemble." Les nodded, "Just find a small boat and float near Azkaban."

A trace of confusion flashed across the face of the member who reported the news.

"I know that you submit to me only because of Voldemort's accumulated power..."

"No, no, I am loyal to you. You are the only sun in our hearts."

Rice looked at the other person's humble expression, his heart full of contempt.

How long have we known each other and I have become the sun in your heart?

"It's only right that I prove it to you and let you experience the magic of magic." Rice said slowly.

He did not mention the ultimate of magic because the ultimate of magic cannot be reached in this world.

Under the power of the domain, most spells are like children playing house.

"I am grateful to Scrimgeour, and Dumbledore."

After hearing His Majesty's words, the members of the organization didn't know what to say. They could only say that they were near Azkaban and would come to support them if needed.

Les smiled and said nothing.

When the Order of the Phoenix gathered in large numbers and prepared to go to Azkaban for the final battle, Helga found Godric and revealed this matter to him.

Godric's eyes almost popped out of his head in shock.

"Is Dumbledore mad? Or is Scrimgeour mad?"

"No matter who is crazy, we can't just watch Salazar being killed by them, right?" Helga's attitude was also very simple. She didn't want Salazar to die in this world.

God knows whether Salazar can return to the original world line after his death. If not, the consequences will be unacceptable to them.

Godric rubbed his chin.

To be honest, Helga's worries were not groundless. As friends, they still had to give Salazar some insurance.

"Well, you go with the main force to Azkaban, and save Salazar if his life is in danger. I have another mission to do." Godric offered his suggestion.

Helga nodded, thinking that Godric's suggestion was quite good.

The two of them took action immediately.

When Helga found Professor McGonagall and applied to join the crusade, Godric found Harry and hoped that he could take action today.

"I heard that a lot of people from the Ministry of Magic were transferred out today. There's no better time than today!" Godric was eager to try. "No matter what, I'm going to go. Harry, if you don't go, lend me your invisibility cloak."

Harry thought about it for a moment and was quite interested.

"I'll talk to Ron, Hermione and the others."

"Ron can, but will Hermione really agree?" Godric did not completely object, but still raised his doubts.

At the same time, he secretly made preparations to take Harry to the Ministry of Magic even if it meant using magic.

"You're right." Harry seemed to hear Hermione's voice in his ears, which made him decide not to inform Hermione of today's actions.

"How to get there?" Now it's time to discuss the specific course of action.

"A broomstick." This was Godric's answer.

"Huh?" Harry remembered that Longbottom seemed to be not very good at riding a broom, and would the Muggles really not notice him if he did this?

"Your Firebolt is so powerful, it should be able to carry people, right? As for Muggles, I got a few invisibility cloaks." After hearing Harry's question, Godric gave his answer.

Harry was stunned: I didn't expect Godric to be so reliable today!

"I have been waiting for this day ever since I learned about the prophecy."

After hearing what Godric said, Harry felt a little guilty: he did nothing and was just busy tutoring his classmates in magic.

However, Godric didn't seem to mind Harry's "indifference". He just urged Harry to set off quickly and not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Then two brooms rose above Hogwarts and disappeared into the clouds.

At the same time, in the lobby on the first floor of the Ministry of Magic, Scrimgeour looked at the Aurors and strikers in the lobby with a determined look on his face.

"The Ministry of Magic will never allow dark wizards to develop under the noses of outsiders. Today we must destroy Azkaban and bring that Les Lint to justice! I authorize you to use the Unforgivable Curse. This is for justice and for the peace of the wizarding world!"

"Let's go, destination: Azkaban!"

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