The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

Ministry of Magic, Entrance Plaza.

At this time, all irrelevant personnel in the Ministry of Magic had been cleared out, and all wizards with combat capabilities stood here.

Apparition was not allowed in the Ministry of Magic, and in front of them was the only entrance to the Ministry of Magic, the Transporter Hall.

Fudge stood at the front of the group.

His former deputy, Umbridge, stayed away from him as if to avoid suspicion and blended into the crowd.

He was feeling anxious at this time.

"If you dare to pass on false information, Fudge, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Ms. Burns looked at Fudge with a serious expression.

Fudge glanced at Scrimgeour, who was standing in front of a group of Aurors.

It wasn't like he hadn't thought about Scrimgeour lying to him.

But he was more afraid of losing power.

He's already like this, what else does he have to lose?

This is his only lifeline.

"I know."

He nodded solemnly, and at this moment he actually had a bit of the dignity and demeanor of the Minister of Magic.

Scrimgeour withdrew his gaze and looked at his colleagues behind him with a complicated expression.

"Everyone..."

He hesitated for a moment and spoke slowly.

"This is my only order... Protect yourself and don't die."

The Aurors were surprised that their once iron-blooded leader would issue such a conservative order, but they still held their heads high.

"Roger that!"

Scrimgeour sighed and turned away from his subordinates' trusting gazes.

Mo Bai, what are you going to do?

Bang!

A sudden loud noise made everyone draw their wands and be ready.

Bang!Bang!

The disturbing noises continued to echo through the transporter hall, but no one saw any attacks.

Scrimgeour's eyes suddenly widened.

"They're destroying the anti-Apparition array!"

The next second, the crisp sound of glass shattering was heard.

"Enemy attack! Spread out!"

As Scrimgeour screamed, several figures wearing black hoods suddenly appeared around everyone, and the spell suddenly struck.

The war is about to start.

Several wizards from the Ministry of Magic who were caught off guard fell to the ground instantly. The well-trained Aurors Apparated away from the spot the moment Scrimgeour spoke and fought back immediately.

The scene was extremely chaotic, with spells flying everywhere.

Fudge bent over and ran away in a panic, not even knowing where he had dropped the wand in his hand.

Having sat in the office for a long time, he had never seen such a scene before. He could only find a corner, hold his head in his hands and tremble.

The Death Eaters' first wave of attack was very successful, but the Ministry of Magic's counterattack came quickly. The Aurors fired several rounds of magic volleys to force the Death Eaters to temporarily avoid the attack.

The Death Eaters withdrew from the battlefield, leaving behind a field of corpses and wounded.

"Take the wounded to the back and disperse in small groups. Each group of Aurors will bring two colleagues with them to prepare for the next round of combat!"

At Scrimgeour's command, everyone quickly used the levitation spell to transport the wounded to the rear. The Aurors formed teams of three and pulled the nearest untrained Ministry of Magic staff into the team to form five-man teams.

Brush brush!

The Death Eaters appeared in front of the crowd again, each of them wearing a mask and a hood, looking at the wizards with cruel eyes.

They raised their wands high and shot out black light together. A huge dark magic mark floated above everyone's heads.

The dark eye sockets stared at everyone, the mouth opened, the skeleton roared silently, and a giant python crawled out of its mouth.

Boom!

The air seemed to hum as evil and profound magic slowly flowed out from the Dark Mark.

Everyone was suppressed by this magical power and could hardly move.

But the Death Eaters did not take advantage of the situation to pursue, instead they all bowed their heads respectfully.

Scrimgeour screamed hysterically.

"Prepare... for battle!"

He realized something...

A pale foot stepped on the giant python, and the black robe fluttered.

The giant python dissipated, and Voldemort slowly fell to the ground. His scarlet snake eyes looked down at the wizards of the Ministry of Magic with a cruel smile.

There was silence.

Some wizards trembled and sat down on the ground.

"God... the mysterious man, is he really resurrected?"

Although in Mo Bai's eyes Voldemort was a perverted idiot who broke into the girls' restroom when he was a student and had no brains, in the eyes of others, he represented the fear of an era.

When fear materializes before their eyes, some people almost lose their fighting spirit.

Fudge was slumped in the corner, his eyes unfocused.

"He's back, he's back..."

"Everyone, wands up!"

Scrimgeour's voice forced everyone to cheer up.

"Oh~" Voldemort looked at him playfully.

"You actually have the guts to stand in front of me."

Looking into the eyes of Voldemort, Scrimgeour suddenly realized that the other party was not that scary.

After all, he was a man who had faced Mo Bai head-on.

"You are nothing to be feared, Voldemort."

The moment he called out his name, Scrimgeour felt a surge of joy.

"well said!"

A figure suddenly appeared next to Scrimgeour, and Sirius put his arm lazily around Scrimgeour's shoulders.

"There are still tough guys in the Ministry of Magic now."

The moment he appeared, the leading Death Eater tilted his head and looked at him with interest.

"Hey, I'm from the Ministry of Magic too."

Kingsley appeared and looked at him helplessly.

Then, figures suddenly appeared one after another. Moody, Lupin, Tonks and other members of the Order of the Phoenix stood at the front of the crowd.

Then, the last person showed up.

Dumbledore was wearing a purple robe and looking at Voldemort with his eyes full of wisdom.

"It was a foolish decision for you to come here tonight, Tom."

Voldemort's smile faded, his pupils contracted, "Dumbledore."

The snake-like sound revealed deep hatred and faint fear.

Dumbledore's appearance instantly gave the wizards a shot in the arm.

Although they had been slandering this wizard for the whole year, everyone knew that the only one who could fight against Voldemort was Dumbledore.

"Kill them!"

Voldemort screamed and raised his hand to shoot a beam of green light directly at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore conjured up a statue to block the green light, and then shot out a red beam of light.

The people around instantly felt a strong wind pressure, and Voldemort, who was the first to bear the brunt of it, felt even more pressure. A silver shield appeared in front of him.

The beam of light hit the shield, making a low, trembling sound.

Dumbledore exerted more force and Voldemort was forced to retreat.

"Owner!"

The leading Death Eater took off his mask and it was Bella.

"Leave it to you."

After Dumbledore said this, he pushed Voldemort away from the battlefield.

"Master!" Bella wanted to follow eagerly, but was stopped by a spell.

"Now is not the time to be distracted, cousin."

Sirius looked at her teasingly.

"You traitor."

Bella gritted her teeth and fired a spell from her bent wand.

"Today I will clean up the mess for the Black family."

"You are married, Miss Lestrange."

Sirius easily deflected the spell, with a complex look in his eyes.

The war begins again.