Chapter 386: The trip to the cave, the letter from the Ministry of Magic, and the last teaching

"Oh, this is for you!" Harry took out the Felicis Felix and gave it to the two of them. "If a war breaks out, everyone should drink a little."

Hermione reached out to take the Felicis Felix, but Ron took it away and tried to put it back in Harry's hands.

"You can take him with you. Who knows what might happen to you? Hermione and I, as well as the Order of the Phoenix and the professors on campus, are here to protect us."

Ron, who had always longed for the Felicis, refused it at this moment.

Harry didn't take the Felicis Felicis, but just smiled at the two of them.

"I don't need luck, I'm with Dumbledore." He turned and hurried away to meet Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was waiting in the hall, and Harry came over, wearing his Invisibility Cloak.

"Are you ready?" Dumbledore turned and asked.

"Yes." Harry nodded under the Invisibility Cloak.

From an outsider's perspective, Dumbledore left the school alone.

The snakes in the school saw Phoenix leaving and began to take action.

The two crossed the path to Hogsmeade, and Dumbledore first went to the Three Broomsticks before heading to the Hog's Head Inn.

In the secret room provided by Albusford, he Apparated with Harry to the seaside.

The towering cliffs and the cold climate made Harry shiver, and the surging waves kept hitting the rocks where they stood.

With the lit wand in his mouth, Dumbledore jumped into the cold, salty water and swam towards the crevice in the cliff.

Harry also put away his invisibility cloak and followed Dumbledore to swim towards the cliff.

There was a long and narrow waterway in the crack of the cliff, and they pushed their wet bodies and swam to the shore.

Dumbledore waved his wand and a circular arch appeared in front of him, confirming that he had found the right place.

......

On the other side, Aiden received a letter from Dumbledore, confirmed the start of the plan, and set off for the Ministry of Magic.

He and Dumbledore arranged three plans in total, corresponding to the three plays required for their own ceremony.

Play One: The Death of Dumbledore, Play Two: The Dissolution of the Ministry of Magic, and Play Three: The Return of the Dark Lord.

The best way to deal with chaos is to arouse the wizards' infinite desire for order.

It has been exactly sixteen years since the fall of Voldemort. The long period of peace and stability has made these wizards, who are naturally restless, dissatisfied with the order.

In other words, wizards who are dissatisfied with the order have never been truly harmed.

They are wealthy and ambitious, and the sacrifices that come with waging war never affect them.

They are - certain groups that have always been hidden in the Ministry of Magic.

If they are not eliminated all at once, more Voldemorts will probably be bred later.

After all, desire is like a rolling stone on a mountain. Once it starts, it can never be stopped.

"After all, they are not born from the womb or eggs, but from transformation.

So why not join them? With your status, you will naturally become the noblest among them."

The system suddenly bubbled up, her voice full of temptation.

"Stop messing with the system. You should know that everything I did was for my own promotion. They just happened to run into my trap, that's all."

Aiden ignored the system and stepped into the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic, 8th floor, Department of Mysteries.

"Hey, Long, you're here!" The director greeted him like a retired veteran.

Oliver, who was sitting at the director's desk processing documents, gave Aiden a look for help.

Aiden subconsciously avoided him and didn't dare to look at him.

"Alas, after all, I've stayed in this shabby place for so long that I kind of miss it." The director picked up the tea and took a sip, looking at Aiden with a teasing look.

“Tsk, Avalon gave you such a large piece of land, and you are still not satisfied? This is just a broken leyline, isn’t it as valuable as Avalon?

When you go out in the future, won't you be able to call yourself a person from the cave like the Orientals?" Aiden glanced at this guy who got the advantage but still acted cute with disdain.

"Hehe." The old fox smiled and said nothing more.

......

Unlike the two guys who were preparing the play, Dumbledore, as an actor, was solving Voldemort's problem in front of the cave.

Dumbledore thought for two minutes at the place where the round arch had just appeared, and said softly, "Oh, no, this is too low-level."

"What, Professor, what are you doing?" Harry saw Dumbledore pointing his wand at his hand.

It was too late for Harry to stop him. Dumbledore cut his arm and spilled his blood on the rock, and the arch reappeared.

Harry pursed his lips and followed Dumbledore inside.

Behind the arch is a huge hole, into which the sea breeze constantly pours.

It seemed that this place had been bombed by someone with very powerful magic, and there were many dead corpses around.

"This place seems to have been destroyed, Professor." Harry looked at Dumbledore.

"Yes." Dumbledore frowned.

Dumbledore walked forward and examined the surrounding areas for traces of magic.

Suddenly, the runes on the ground were triggered, and the surrounding corpses were instantly drained.

The black colloid gathered from all sides toward the center.

"Dumbledore, it's you!" Senior Tom's voice came out from the black colloid.

“Yeah, Tom, that’s always how you design your levels, hoping that the challengers will pay the price and back down.

But have you ever thought about really facing your warriors who never care about physical injuries? Tom, you are far behind them on the spiritual path. "

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a bright golden flame halo enveloped the two of them. At the same time, the surrounding black colloid was constantly burning.

"Never mind your business, you damned fellow Dumbledore! Why can't you just give way to us latecomers?"

The colloid continued to gather, and soon a half-human, half-snake monster with snake hair and a pair of huge wings on its back appeared in front of them.

"Look at her, look her straight in the face, Harry!"

Dumbledore gave Harry an instruction, and then the huge silver-white phoenix spread its wings and fought with the snake people.

As a pioneer in the fight against the Deep World, Dumbledore didn't have much to teach Harry.

As he was about to be relieved of his responsibilities, he decided to take Harry to face Senior Tom, who had become a half-mess.

The phoenix stepped on the snake man with its claws and kept tearing Tom with its sharp beak. At this moment, Tom had limited strength left in the cave and was completely no match for Dumbledore.

"Damn Dumbledore, go to hell!" White light began to bloom from the body of senior sister Tom, who couldn't afford to play.

"!" Harry saw the white light and hurriedly protected his head with both hands.

But an old but still tall figure stood in front of him.

"Professor!" Harry stretched out his hand against the light to support him.

boom--

A huge explosion sounded, and the surrounding rock walls were turned into powder by the spreading shock wave.