HP Cronos

"Harry...Harry...went to the Ministry of Magic...he said he saw you there..." Tonks said breathlessly.

Sirius immediately came to his senses: "Damn it!"

He hurried to the fireplace.Tonks yelled behind him, "Wait! You can't go! Snape said someone needs to be in contact at HQ!"

"Let someone else get in touch! I'm done! Enough is enough!" said Sirius without looking back.He grabbed a handful of Floo powder and dove into the fireplace.

"Hey! Sirius!" Tonks yelled in vain, as Sirius had disappeared into the flames.

Some impulse seized Nora's heart for a moment, and she cried, "I'll go too!" and dove into the fireplace.

What are these two doing?Tonks was dumbfounded.

"Wait for me!" She regained her senses and shouted, also rushing into the flames.

The corner of her clothes and the blue flame disappeared almost at the same moment.No one saw Tom Riddle standing on the landing.He tossed the toy high in his hand and caught it again.

That's not a toy, it's a locket.There is a green serpentine "S" on the lid.

Slytherin's locket.

"Reculus Black..." he whispered the name, "...I remember it."

Bellatrix knew she shouldn't have kept that diary.That is something that belongs to the master.She knew it was a shameful betrayal.

But she kept it, she hid it where only she could find it, and even ordered the house-elf who had given it to her not to tell anyone about it.

In the diary is another owner, HerLord.He is the master of the master she is loyal to, and he is as powerful, full of charm, and it is involuntary to follow in his footsteps.

Unlike the Duke of Darkness outside, that 16-year-old boy is her own demon king.He will listen to her admiration and admiration for him, he will tell her his ambition, he even allows her to walk into his memory, let her see with her own eyes how the Dark Lord has shown extraordinary things since Hogwarts Extraordinary talent and leadership.

"Will you give your all for me?" the Dark Lord asked her.Bella was fascinated by that lofty gaze.

"It's an honor, MyLord."

Bellat Chris was lying on the bed with her hands folded, with a serene expression, and the diary was placed on her chest with great care.Apart from her gray face, she looked as if she was asleep.

She fell into a long dream from which she would never wake up.

The man standing by the window casts long shadows in the sunlight.He tried out his new wand, which was nowhere near as smooth as his yew wand, but better than nothing.

On the other side, Lucius Malfoy, who had finished counting the number of people, was asking impatiently, "Where's Bellat Chris? Why hasn't she arrived yet?"

Lucius Malfoy, who lost his Dark Lord's diary, desperately needs a chance to make up for it.Now is that opportunity.He was one of the Death Eaters who knew the Ministry best, so the Dark Lord had given him the task.If he messes up this time, he will only die.

He knew that the Dark Lord was watching every move here.

The fact that the Dark Lord's most loyal follower, Bellatrix, was late was unusual, very unusual.

Just as he was thinking, the Death Eater in charge of tracking told them that Harry Potter and his companions had entered the Ministry of Magic.

"Never mind the woman, we can do without her," said Antony Dolokhov impatiently.

The rest of the Death Eaters chimed in.They had just come out of Azkaban, each full of anger and cruelty eager to vent.

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired.The Dark Lord would not listen to explanations.Lucius could only rush in with the Death Eaters.

Hope everything goes according to plan.

Moody, Tonks, Lupine, Sirius, Kingsley and the volunteer Nora meet outside the Ministry of Magic.Kingsley first went inside to inquire about the situation and found Harry's location, while the other five stayed outside and acted as soon as they received the news.

"You should stay at headquarters," Lupine said to Sirius.

"Yes, I should have stayed at the headquarters and watched you heroically charge up one by one while I stayed safely behind, tears in my eyes for your courage!" Sirius said violently.

"What's the matter with you?" Lupine asked.Sirius didn't answer him.Lupine looked to Tonks, who held out his hand to him, and he looked to Norah.

"Something happened," said Nora. "We'll talk about that later. We have to get Harry out first."

"You shouldn't be here either," Moody said.

"I won't drag you down, I promise," said Nora.

She knew her decision had been reckless -- quite reckless, but she didn't regret it.

She had no training, but she had always done well in Defense Against the Dark Arts.In fact, most of the magic that wizards will use in their lives has almost been learned during school, and most of the spells commonly used by Aurors are covered in Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Don't know how many Death Eaters came, but there must be more than them.The incident happened suddenly, and they only had five people together, and Nora was six.One more person can hold down one more opponent.Moody paused for a moment and agreed to let Nora go in with them.

Kingsley's Patronus flew out of the Ministry of Magic, and the five of them rushed into the Department of Mysteries following the milky white Patronus.They came just in time, any later and the prophecy ball would have fallen into the hands of Lucius Malfoy.

Their arrival turned the tide.Everyone has found their own opponents, and Mad-Eye Moody won one against two.Harry was struggling to drag Neville out of the room, who was under the dancing spell.

Nora was wrestling with a large Death Eater.The other party was keen on killing spells, and Nora managed to avoid several spells——when her nerves were highly tense, her movements became more dexterous than usual.She seized the opportunity to cast him a few spells as well, but they all fell through sadly.

Harry felt that his godfather was not quite right, that Sirius Black had been picking on his opponents.He was alone between the two Death Eaters, throwing spells like a madman.Harry was very worried about him, but fortunately Sirius was a powerful wizard, and his fierce fighting style overwhelmed the two Death Eaters without a chance to fight back.

A spell flashed, illuminating Nora's face.Lucius Malfoy snapped, "It's you!"

"It's me, what do you want?" Nora challenged.Her Stumbling Charm had just landed, giving her a chance to breathe.But her arm was hit by an unknown spell, and it was burning like burning pain.

Lucius ignored her, and he went straight to Harry: "Give me the prophecy ball!"

"Don't think so!" Harry yelled.

"The prophecy ball is coming!"

"Except your weapons!"

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.The prophecy ball flew out of Harry's hand, and Lucius' wand was knocked off.Harry leaned forward to grab it, but Neville, who couldn't control his legs, kicked it farther.Three pairs of eyes watched the prophecy ball roll to the edge of the steps and stop there precariously.

Harry was the first to react and lunged for the prophecy ball, but he was tripped by Neville.Lucius followed closely behind.Nora is stalked by the Death Eaters who are back on their feet.She rolled a few times on the ground, dodging the red light shot from the tip of his staff in embarrassment.

Just when Lucius' fingertip was less than half an inch away from the prophecy ball, Dolokhov hit the steps with a spell that missed, and the prophecy ball slipped from Lucius' fingertips and shattered on the steps .

Lucius let out a heart-piercing roar: "Dolohov!"

He's tearing his heart out now.

Damn damn damn damn.What should he give to the Dark Lord now?

Wait, isn't this just here, ready-made in front of him.Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived.

The battle between the Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix was still going on, Lucius picked up his wand while Harry was in a daze, and cast several spells at Harry.

"Leave them alone! Get Harry Potter!" he yelled.

"Run! Harry!" Tonks yelled, and the next moment she was stunned by a sudden stun spell.

Harry reacted, turned over, and rushed out the door.Lucius, who was chasing him, was caught by Neville on the steps and almost fell down.

"Short in the way," Lucius cursed.Suddenly realizing that this was an opportunity, he put his wand against Neville's throat and said loudly, "Potter! If you don't want him to die here, drop your wand and catch him without a fight."

Harry stopped in his tracks.

"Hold (don't mind me, throw it away, harry)!" Neville yelled inarticulately.

"Shut up!" Lucius put a curse on his mouth roughly.

Harry turned around, took a deep breath, and said to Lucius, "You let him go first."

"You throw away your wand first."

"You let him go first."

"You have no room for bargaining, Potter," Lucius said. "Crucio!"

Harry couldn't calm down.His scar was burning and Neville's face was contorted.

Nora was completely out of Harry's business now.The Death Eater she faced started throwing black magic at random, and if she wasn't lucky, she would have been hit by the Death Curse by now.Even so, her calf was also stung by an unknown spell, and it swelled like a purple carrot.

The rest of the Order of the Phoenix are also powerless.Relying on the reckless play of Moody and Sirius, the stalemate was temporarily maintained.

"If you let him go, I'll put down my wand," said Harry.His scar was throbbing with pain, and he raised his wand, "Undo his choker first."

"you have not--"

"I said undo his choker charm first!" Harry snapped.For a split second, his voice sounded like Voldemort's.

Lucius Malfoy undid the garrote with reluctance.Neville, who had just undergone a Cruciatus Curse, said weakly, "Don't promise him... Harry... he won't keep his promise..."

"I'll count to three and we'll let go," said Harry. "Three-two-one!"

Harry dropped his wand and Lucius pushed Neville away.

"Great Harry Potter, you are in my hands." Malfoy said slowly.He kicked off Harry's wand and held it to his throat.Then, he cast another spell on Neville who was lying on the ground: "Cruciatus."

An almost human-like scream emanated from Neville.

Anger hit Harry's nerves, and the scar hurt unbearably: "You promised to let him go!"

"Did I promise, Potter," Malfoy said slowly.

"The Prophecy Ball is broken, and you can't do your job!" said Harry Potter, anger taking hold of his brain. "You broke it yourself. Your dear old chap Voldemort knows it was you who broke it!" Broken Prophecy Ball! What do you think Voldemort will say about it?"

"It's enough for me to have you on business!"

"Remember that diary? Just like that time, you screwed up! He won't be satisfied! He'll punish you all!" said Harry.Because he knew it would piss him off.His forehead hurt more and more, and his skull was about to split apart along that scar.

"Shut up, Potter!"

"Let's take the opportunity to beg for mercy! Malfoy! But he won't hear you begging for mercy here!"

"Can't I hear you, Potter?" said a cold voice.

The author has something to say: At that time, the prophecy ball was only [-] centimeter away from my throat, but after a quarter of a second, the prophecy ball would leave me forever.If God would give me a chance to do it again, I would say: "Dolokhov I* your mother!"

-Lucius Malfoy, "Stories My Split Personality Boss and I Had to Tell"