Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 243 Chaos

If Dumbledore had walked 10 minutes late, he might still have seen this good show.

Voldemort led Baishi's men into the Ministry of Magic. It was like returning to his own home.

"Woooooo!"

Sirens sounded everywhere.

Amidst the red light, Voldemort sneered.

I had heard about Sauron breaking into the Ministry of Magic single-handedly.

Today, he also came out like this, really majestic.

The Dark Lord is not weaker than others in his life~
"kill!"

After making up his mind, he waved his little hand, and Voldemort's eyes shone with a frightening cold light.

Before those Aurors come back, he vows to wash this place with blood!
"Roar!"

Most of Voldemort's men were prisoners who had been imprisoned in Azkaban before, and they had a long-standing grudge against the Ministry of Magic.Now that he has such an opportunity to act wildly, he can't make a fuss.

people hide?

It's ok.

Then smash things and set fire to them.

These things don't need to be taught at all.

Back then, Sauron said that he had burned down the majesty of the Ministry of Magic, but in fact he also burned the floor tiles in the lobby of the front door.

Well now, it's really a fire, and it's a big fire.

The red fire wave raged wildly.
On the other side, the minister's office.

"How to do?"

Old Fudge walked around the office anxiously, thinking for a long time but couldn't come up with any ideas.He did all his calculations, but he didn't think that Voldemort dared to come to the Ministry of Magic to play wild.

Now there is only an empty shell left in the Ministry of Magic, full of clerical jobs that cannot be carried by hands or shoulders. There are three or two big cats and small cats, which are not enough to serve as dishes for others.

"Minister, take us out to fight the "Death Eaters" to the death!" "Now they are attacking the Department of Magical Law Enforcement on the second floor. The situation is very bad, and the colleagues will soon be unable to stop it!" "Mr. Fudge ,Please speak!"

In the office, the projections of seven or eight people kept shouting.

Fudge was in a state of disarray, constantly entangled in the two options of taking the initiative to fight and holding on and waiting for rescue.

"minister!"

Don't be afraid of doing wrong, be afraid of not doing it.

When Sauron came to attack, although Cornelius Fudge acted a little cowardly, at least he had the courage to go against the opponent's king.

What now?
After experiencing so many things, old Fudge, who was originally timid, became even more timid.

He looked forward and backward in doing things, hesitated in making decisions, let alone others, and even those members of the Ministry of Magic were furious when they saw it.

Such a trash thing is actually their immediate boss?
"All departments pay attention to the movement outside at all times, and then... stick to their positions!"

No matter how others shouted, old Fudge seemed to be immersed in his inner world.

In the end, he spoke with a serious face and interrupted all magic communication.

So be it.

"Stay where you are?"

You've been bullied all the way, how can you stick to it?

The Ministry of Magic is a place of business, not fortresses and trenches!
After hearing old Fudge's words, many members of the Ministry of Magic were dumbfounded.

Especially the various departments of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement that are under attack.

These words are like a knife, piercing people's hearts to the point of bleeding.

On the second basement floor, Auror's office.

"It doesn't matter what you think, but I decided to fight and do my part."

Those who can become Aurors are elites.

Since they are enjoying superior treatment, they have to bear the same responsibilities.

A certain Auror spoke resolutely and put his fist in his heart.

"I will use my life to stop evil, brothers, are you willing to be with me?"

The other Aurors in the office didn't say much, and silently pulled out their wands—it was their turn to rest today, and they thought they could relax without going outside to hunt down fugitives, but they didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

However, if you meet, you will meet.

Only fight!

"Walk."

They were all brothers who were born and died, and the Auror who took the lead was extremely moved.

The whole group didn't talk nonsense, and ran out directly, only the old cripple in a certain cell kept jumping and cursing.

"Let me out, damned bastard, let me out! Who will tell me what happened outside?"

On the ninth floor underground, the Department of Mysteries.

If the Aurors in the Auror Office are the elite, then these people in the Department of Mysteries are the elite of the elite.

The round table hall, which is usually not crowded, is now full of members of the Department of Mysteries.

They didn't speak, they quietly frowned as they watched the ferocious and stern faces formed by the dense smoke in the stone basin.

"How many people can be dispatched now."

In the end, Bo De curled his lips and opened the mouth to speak.

"About seven or eight people?"

Felina wasn't too sure.

There were not many people in their Department of Mysteries, and many of them couldn't leave.It is very rare to be able to squeeze out seven or eight people as a viable combat force.

"Such a few people are enough."

Bode stroked the mournful beard on his chin.

"As long as we can hold on and wait until the brothers who went out to perform missions come back, we will win."

The "Death Eaters" who came to attack from outside were only a hundred or so, and they obviously planned to shoot and run away.

It's like a mirror in his heart, this restless Voldemort is using their Ministry of Magic to show his prestige.

Forget it, stand up and stand up.

Anyway, I lost my face
The task now is to minimize losses.

Among them, their Department of Mysteries and the Contraband Warehouse are the top priorities.

It's not that human life is worthless, but that once something from these two places is leaked, it's not just the people of the Ministry of Magic who are in danger.

"Then go ahead and don't die."

Felina pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Although she was smiling, there was no smile in her eyes.

Walking out of this door, life and death are unpredictable.

In her way, she is paying high tribute to these colleagues.

Hogwarts, eighth floor.

"what?"

Dumbledore had just sat down, and before he could sit still, he heard bad news.

Voldemort and he went back and forth?
How about such a coincidence!
"That's it, now I'm rushing there as "Sauron" to help the Ministry of Magic.

Mr. Principal, please come here as soon as possible. If you come late, you may be in trouble. "

What Klein said was scary, but there was no trace of anxiety in his tone.

Dumbledore's teeth ached.

Is Voldemort crazy? Going to the Ministry of Magic to act wild is not a prestige to go around guerrilla?

Thinking of this, the old man became very angry.

Don't think it's great to have a Horcrux, if Voldemort dares to rely on it, it's a big mistake!

"Ha ha."

After interrupting the "secret spell", Klein smiled.

Beside him, Nagini and Tom wearing masks are unknown.

"My lord?"

The two looked at each other and said in unison.

"Ahem, it's nothing. Tom, remember, I'll take care of you in a while, you can't lose my people."

With a smile on his lips, Klein put on a serious expression.

The Ministry of Magic, close at hand.

(End of this chapter)