Four hundred and fortieth chapters fierce battle

Harry woke up and found himself in an office at the Ministry of Magic. The upper half of the door of the house seemed to have been smashed by magic, and only the lower half was still attached to the door frame by the copper hinges, and the magic spell brought it. The wind swayed and swayed with the stones thrown from the wall.

Apparently, Harry wasn't in a coma for long. The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix were still fighting outside. Harry stuck his head out for a look and saw that the Order of the Phoenix members were protecting him. They blocked the only exit in the outer corridor to stop the mad Death Eaters who were trying to rush in.

Just as the defense line of the Order of the Phoenix was crumbling, cheers came from the Death Eaters. At the same time, Harry felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

It's Voldemort, he's here. After saying this, Moody slammed into the door and rushed in, then carried Harry and threw him into the lift, where the lift was already waiting and the fence was open. Moody banged his fist on the button marked Main Hall and yelled at Harry. We can't stop him for too long, you have to get out of here quickly.

With that, Moody turned around and continued to fight. The door closed and Harry gradually rose. Looking at the corridor in the melee, he clenched the prophecy ball in his hand, knowing that only by taking this thing out can he live up to everyone's hard work.

Do you think you can really escape? Before the gate was fully opened, Harry squeezed out impatiently. But just as he ran to the edge of the Magic Brothers fountain, a hissing voice like a snake said.

Looking at the sound, Harry saw a thin, black mask, and a terrifying snake-like face appeared behind him. The face was pale and haggard, with slit-like scarlet eyes staring at him - Voldemort appeared in the middle of the hall, his wand pointed at Harry, who stood stiffly, unable to move. . Even the scar on the top of the head produced waves of intense pain like a tide.

Hand over the Prophecy Ball and I can graciously grant you a painless death, Voldemort said softly, staring at Harry with his scarlet, grim eyes, Come on, your resistance is pointless.

You're never going to get it. Harry felt his body regain control as the pain in the scar on his forehead reached a peak. He manipulated his right arm, which was as heavy as a lead, and slammed the prophecy ball down.

It was obvious that Voldemort was overconfident, so he didn't react until Harry dropped the prophecy ball to the ground. The prophecy ball smashed into pieces on the polished marble floor of the hall, and a pearly figure with huge eyes rose into the air, Harry could see its mouth opening and closing, but neither he nor Voldemort heard anything. : The sound of running water from the fountain obscured the small sound in the prophecy sphere.

I don't have anything to tell you, Potter, Voldemort suddenly calmed down as he watched the scene. You've been making trouble for me for a long time, Avada!

Harry tried to move to the side, but his heavy body couldn't support him in this activity. When he saw the green light coming straight in front of him, he felt that his mind was blank.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the golden wizard statue in the fountain came alive and he jumped off the pedestal and slammed onto the floor between Harry and Voldemort, spreading his arms to protect Harry, the spell It just brushed past his chest.

Dumbledore, why are you? Voldemort gasped, when the elevator fence opened again and Bella climbed out. Master, master, Dumbledore is here, and many of the people below were caught by him-- She saw Dumbledore standing in front of the golden gate when she said this.

He closed his mouth immediately.

Voldemort waved his wand immediately, and a green light approached Dumbledore. Dumbledore turned around with agility that did not match his age, and he only took a slight step forward and appeared behind Voldemort. Then waved his wand and commanded the statues in the fountain to move.

A statue of a wizard successfully pinned Bellatrix, whose legs were broken, to the floor, and her repeated attacks did not work at all. The other centaur pushed Harry behind and used his own body as cover for him. At the same time, the other statues rushed towards Voldemort who was standing there.

You are old, Dumbledore, and you are no longer my opponent. Voldemort flashed to the other side of the hall like Dumbledore just now. Dumbledore was then cast a deadly spell, but still missed the target. Just set a decorative banner hanging from the roof into a blaze.

But you know, the Aurors have been mobilized, and the strikers. They're on their way, Dumbledore said, still in that calm tone. It's not a good choice for you to come here today.

What can more people do to me? Conjured a silver shield to block Dumbledore's powerful spells, and then turned the wires of fire that Dumbledore conjured around him into Out of the viper, reverse Dumbledore to attack the past.

Dumbledore swung his wand with a hearty, wide swing, and the snake was thrown high into the air, disappearing as a plume of smoke. At the same time, the sudden appearance of Phoenix Fox also blocked the sneak attack of Voldemort who teleported to the fountain behind Dumbledore with the Life Suicide: it ignited into a flame and fell to the floor, and then a chick escaped from the floor. His head poked out of the ashes.

At the same time, all the water in the fountain flew together, wrapping Voldemort in the water like amber wrapping small bugs. After that, the water polo flew in mid-air under Voldemort's struggle, and Dumbledore stretched out his arms with a serious face as if he was encircling the water polo with magic.

Amid the swirling water polo, a dark, rippling, blurry-looking figure of Voldemort shimmered, struggling to get out of the suffocating environment.

Finally, the raised water fell back into the pool with a bang, and a large amount of water poured out of the pool and wet the smooth floor. Voldemort broke free, and at the same time he was ready to flee.

Master! Bellatrix screamed.

Looking at Dumbledore's back, Harry felt as if his scars had exploded. An unprecedented pain swept through his mind.

He felt that a monster suddenly took over his body, and at the same time made a hissing sound like a snake using his mouth. Kill me now, Dumbledore—

Just as Harry lost consciousness, the pain suddenly disappeared, and many voices echoed in the hall. After he picked up his glasses and put them on, he found that the main hall was crowded with people.

The row of fireplaces against the wall in the hall burst into flames, and then a large number of wizards came out. Several wizards pointed at the fragments of the wizard statue that had just held down Bellatrix and shouted, We saw Mr. Fudge, I swear he's You-Know-Who, he's Apparating holding a woman!

At this time, Fudge also squeezed in from behind. He was panting quickly, and he could still see the pajamas under the robe. God--here--here--at the Ministry!--God's--that's incredible--I mean--how could this--?

But here's the truth, Fudge, you've been running on the wrong track for twelve months. I think I have a lot to tell you, but now I need to get Harry back home.

Speaking of which, Dumbledore went to a fireplace and lit a fire, and then said to Harry: Now this fireplace is connected to my office, you only need to call Hogwarts, we will be half an hour later. See.

Harry walked into the fireplace and shouted out Hogwarts, and the world began to spin. He left the Ministry of Magic.

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