I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Even though they were joking, there was still only happiness in their eyes.

John is back.

Percy took out the golden cup and asked, "What now?"

"Of course we're going to continue with our plans."

Glancing at Sirius who was stunned, almost all the Death Eaters in the field had been captured. John said casually: "Dumbledore must have almost met his match."

He looked at Sirius, who still hadn't recovered, and smiled.

"Are you surprised? I'm back from death."

The stars gathered around their king, the bright star of Hogwarts, returning from the dead.

…

Harry didn't know where he got the strength and courage to chase Bellatrix all the way.

They chased him from the Department of Mysteries all the way to the halls of the Ministry of Magic.

At the same time, Voldemort received the news.

John Wick is dead, which means he has one less enemy.

…

Chapter 369 Who are you?

Harry chased Bellatrix from the Hall of Death to the Hall of Brains and then the Entrance Hall.

Bellatrix laughed maniacally, the sound echoing in the hall.

The rotunda spun again and Harry couldn't identify the exit.

"Where's the way out?" he asked quickly.

The door to the room behind him suddenly opened, and the corridor leading to the elevator appeared.

He couldn't care less and rushed out.

Before he was about to arrive, he saw Bellatrix getting on the elevator and waving to him.

He hurried to another elevator and furiously pounded the button that summoned the elevator.

The elevator came down.

He rushed in and pressed the up button frantically.

Arriving at the Magic Department Hall, he squeezed out of the gate before it was fully opened.

Bellatrix laughed even more crazily when she saw Harry chasing him out.

Turning around, she shot a spell at Harry.

Harry dodged behind the Magic Brothers Fountain, and the spell flew past him and hit the golden door on the other side of the main hall.

He noticed that the footsteps were gone, that Bellatrix wasn't running.

Harry crouched behind the statue and listened.

"Come out, come out, little Harry!" the crazy woman shouted, imitating the baby's voice: "What are you chasing me for? Is it to hide and seek?"

Harry's heart filled with rage at the thought of his godfather almost being killed by Bellatrix.

That anger drove him to rush out, aiming his wand at Bellatrix, catching her off guard.

"Crucio" two voices sounded.

Bellatrix cried out, the spell causing her to tumble to the ground.

But at the same time, Harry also fell.

The drawl said in disgust: "You need to be malicious from the heart, Potter."

It's Lucius.

Harry forgot and ran out too.

Pain invaded Harry's body and his body convulsed.

Bellatrix, on the other hand, quickly stood up.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha" The harsh laughter made Harry want to kill her.

Bellatrix shouted to Harry triumphantly: "You are too immature. Your ignorance will cost you your life."

Her exposed hideous skin looked like tree bark, and she screamed: "Hand over the prophecy ball, now, immediately, immediately!"

When Harry heard this, he shouted with a sense of revenge in his eyes: "Then you can only kill me, because the prophecy ball is gone!"

Lucius's expression was panicked for a moment. He slapped Harry and yelled, "Shut up!"

There was blood on the corner of Harry's mouth, and he sarcastically said: "He knows, your dear old friend Voldemort knows that he is gone! He will not be satisfied with you, right?"

"What? What do you mean?" Bellatrix ran over and pushed Lucius away as if she was crazy, and pinched Harry's neck with her long-nailed fingers.

"He saw it too," Harry said, looking at Lucius. "He saw who broke the prophecy ball."

Bellatrix immediately turned to look at Lucius, with a dangerous glint in her eyes.

Lucius secretly thought it was not good and said hurriedly: "He is just lying, he always lies!"

Harry wanted to retort, but the feeling of suffocation and the burning pain of the scar made him speechless in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Lie!" Bellatrix screamed, and she said ferociously: "Give me the prophecy ball!"

The hand on his neck tightened, and Harry rolled his eyes.

His hands fumbled around on the ground and he found his wand.

He thrust his wand hard at Bellatrix.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!" Bellatrix screamed. She released her grip on Harry's neck, blood flowing from her face.

Harry breathed air again. He coughed several times and finally allowed his vision to clear.

Lucius immediately stepped forward to control Harry, but a red light shot from behind and made him fall out.

It's that crazy woman.

She looked like an evil ghost who had just crawled out, and yelled ferociously with blood on her face, "He is mine, it is the mission given to me by the master!"

"You madman!" Lucius yelled.

Harry took the opportunity to crawl behind.

Bellatrix seemed to be crazy again, shouting into the air: "Master, I tried my best, I tried my best, don't punish me."

"Stop wasting your breath," Harry shouted, the scar hurting so much that he couldn't open his eyes. "He can't hear you talking here."

"Really, Potter?" A cold, high-pitched voice sounded.

Harry felt a chill creeping from the soles of his feet to his head.

He opened his eyes, looking tall and thin, wearing a black hood.

On that terrifying, snake-like pale and haggard face, a pair of slender red eyes made people shudder.

Voldemort.

He's right here.

Show up here.

The wand was pointed at Harry.

Harry stared blankly, unable to move.

Lucius trembled and crawled to Voldemort's feet.

"Master, it was him, he destroyed the prophecy ball."

He kept his posture to a minimum, just short of kissing Voldemort's feet.

Voldemort turned his attention to Harry, "So, you broke my prophecy ball?"

Cold red eyes, like snakes, stared at Harry.

In an instant, Voldemort learned a lot from that unsuspecting mind.

He looked down at Lucius and kicked Lucius over.

Lucius was even more frightened, he knew, he knew that it was Draco who broke the prophecy ball.

No, my son.

Lucius was in great pain.

Voldemort had plenty of patience with Bellatrix and said softly: "Bella, he didn't lie. I saw the truth of the matter from his mind."

"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I was..." the crazy woman cried.

"Stop it, Bella." Voldemort turned his attention back to Harry.

"But Master, he is here, down there."

Voldemort knew who Bellatrix was talking about.

He ignored it and pointed his wand at Harry.

"I don't want to talk too much with you on this day of celebration, Potter."

The man was dead, the guy who kept the Death Eaters in hiding was dead.

Voldemort simply raised his wand and uttered the spell.

"Avada Kedavra"

A green light lit up in front of Harry, threatening to kill him.

The golden wizard statue next to him suddenly came to life, jumped up from its base, and landed between Harry and Voldemort with open arms for protection.

The green light grazed the wizard's chest, blocking the attack.

The advanced transformation technique reminded Voldemort of something. He looked around and shouted: "Dumbledore."

Harry's heart was beating rapidly as he saw Dumbledore appear in front of the golden door.

Voldemort saw Dumbledore and suddenly laughed wildly for some reason.

Harry thought he might have been frightened.

Hermione and Ron chased him out. After seeing Harry's dangerous situation, they worriedly shouted: "Harry."

"Hermione, Ron." Harry's heart suddenly lifted when he saw his friends.

But thinking that Dumbledore was there, he relaxed.

He hurriedly ran over to meet a few people.

Ginny and Luna also ran out.

They looked at Dumbledore in awe.

The most powerful magician.

Voldemort didn't seem to care what happened to them. He stared directly at Dumbledore and asked very strangely: "How do you feel?"

Dumbledore remained silent, but Voldemort did not want to miss the opportunity.

He chuckled and suddenly asked loudly: "I'm asking you, Dumbledore, how do you feel?"

"How does it feel?" Harry and others were confused.

Voldemort showed a sinister and evil smile, "That person is dead, that guy who ruined my good things over and over again, that Hogwarts student..."

He stared at Dumbledore's changed expression and said sinisterly, "John Wick."

Several people who were still expecting Dumbledore to deal with Voldemort were stunned.

"What he said is not true, is it? Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione turned to look at Dumbledore. She felt that this method was very low-level.

However, after Dumbledore was silent for a while, he looked at Voldemort and said, "Tom, you killed him."