[HP] King of Slytherin

Hyland took the lead.

Thick black smoke rose from his wand, and quickly diffused in the closed room, blocking the Death Eaters' sight for an instant.

The Death Eaters were caught off guard, and after losing their target, their magic flew around indiscriminately, and many of them even hit their own people.

Hyland took Harry and the others to hide in the corner, with several large boxes stacked in front of them.

"Harry, the prophecy ball." Without time to explain, Hyland said directly.

Without any hesitation, Harry handed him a small foggy ball.

"What are you going to do," he said nervously.

"Harry, when I count to three, you take them away." Hyland said calmly, "There are a lot of Aurors outside, you go find them, and then leave the Ministry of Magic quickly. Do you understand?"

"What about the Mud?" It was Ron who spoke, and he lisps. "There's no way the brood can leave Mud alone."

A red light hit the topmost box with a "bang bang" explosion, and they had to crouch down to avoid being hit.

"It's troublesome if you stay." Hyland said bluntly, "I don't want to add three burdens."

"But..." Ron wanted to say more.

"Randall's right!" Harry interrupted. "We're at your word."

"Okay," Hyland said in a low voice, "I'll count to three and you start running, okay?" Harry and Ron nodded at the same time, "So...one, two, three... !” Hyland yelled the last few words.

Harry and Ron stood up abruptly, dragged Hermione by one side, and ran towards the door.

There was a scream from the opposite side, as if someone had been hurt.

Because they heard the movement, countless magic flew over.A silver gate rose up in front of Hyland, and every time magic hit it, ripples appeared in circles. The silver gate kept vibrating, but it blocked all attacks.

Seeing Harry and the others escape safely from the corner of the eye, Hyland's suspenseful heart finally let go.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and the Death Eaters were shocked to find that there was only one person left, and they growled angrily.Two people turned around quickly, wanting to chase Harry, but just as they took a step, hooks seemed to appear around their necks, pulling them back.

Hyland put down his wand and raised the prophecy ball high with his left hand.

"That's what you want, isn't it?"

"Hand over the orb of prophecy!" Bellatrix screamed.

"Okay, here you are!" Hyland sneered, and he threw the prophecy ball at a tricky angle.

No one expected him to do this. After a moment of stupefaction, all the Death Eaters focused their eyes on the small crystal ball, and they scrambled to cast the spell.

"The prophecy ball is coming!" "The prophecy ball is coming!"

What happens when several Flying Curses are cast at the same time?

The answer appeared, and the prophecy ball stagnated in midair, trembling crazily for a while, and then shattered into fragments with a bang.

Time seemed to stand still, and the Death Eaters stared blankly at the sky. They opened their mouths, raised their arms stiffly, and maintained ridiculous postures, but their expressions had turned into endless panic.

"It seems that your task has been messed up!" Hyland said with a smile.

Before they could react, he raised his wand again, and bolts of lightning whizzed out, hitting the Death Eaters.

Seeing that the situation was not good, a few clever guys turned around and ran away.Most of the remaining people were hit, and they couldn't help twitching. They twisted like dancing, their hands and feet were numb, their hair stood on end, and then they fell to the ground with a plop.

Bellatrix ducked, and she screamed, "Avada Kedavra!"

Hyland dodged to dodge, and when he looked again, people who could move had already apparated, leaving only a crippled area.

Ran?

No, they went after Harry.

Hyland frowned, but he didn't pursue him. With Scrimgeour protecting him and the Order of the Phoenix arriving soon, Harry's safety should be fine.

He walked slowly among the Death Eaters, hit each of them with the Petrifying Charm, and then smiled.

"Okay, now it's question and answer time."

The Death Eaters were petrified, so they could only stare at him with fierce eyes, as if they wanted to kill someone.

"Where's Draco Malfoy?" Hyland asked, waving their wands to free their voices.

No one said anything, but the eyes of a few people were flickering.

Time was running out, and Hyland grabbed the collar of one of them and stared into his eyes.

"Dementor!"

Hyland's spirit pierced fiercely, and the other party's eyes were suddenly in a trance.As the consciousness deepened, Draco's figure gradually emerged.

In the golden hall, a Death Eater stuffed Draco into a box and muttered, "You troublesome kid, just stay here and be careful not to suffocate yourself." He picked up the box with difficulty , placed in the chest pile in the corner.

"Hey, here you are, this little guy will be handed over to you to guard." He turned and said to a man shrouded in a cloak.

Hyland let go, letting the man fall to the ground.

It turns out that Draco is at the Ministry of Magic!

With a flick of his wand, all the Death Eaters fell into a stupor.After doing all of this, Hyland pushed open the door and hurried to the lobby on the first floor, hoping that there was still time.

Along the way, Aurors and Death Eaters fought fiercely.With Scrimgeour in command, the Ministry of Magic was clearly in an advantage, but the Death Eaters kept dodging cunningly, and in order to prevent them from apparating, the Aurors also pursued them very hard.

Hyland shuttled through the battlefield, rushed to the elevator, and then returned to the ground hall.

The golden light was bright, and the fountain on the first floor was still flowing.

Bypassing the statue of the fountain, Harry's back suddenly appeared. Opposite him was Bellatrix, and there were several Aurors whose life and death were unknown on the ground next to him. It seemed that they had gone through a battle.

"It's you!" Bellatrix was the first to see him.

"It's an honor to see you again, Mrs. Lestrange." Hyland stepped forward with a smile.

Bellatrix didn't make a move for a long time. She said sharply, "Are you really going to make an enemy of the great Dark Lord?"

"I thought it was an obvious thing," Hyland said dryly.

He supported Harry's crumbling body, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you back? Where are the others?"

"Hermione and Ron have been sent away," Harry said, "I want to bring someone back to save you."

"Reckless Gryffindor," Hyland muttered in a voice he could only hear, but without reproach.

"Avada..." Bellatrix wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack, but she was hit by the curse in the middle of speaking.

Seeing Bellatrix fall limply, Hyland said briskly: "Okay, now the trouble is solved."

"Really?" said a grim voice.

Startled, Hyland quickly turned around, only to see a man in a black robe standing not far away.

It was Voldemort.

His naked skin was pale, his long and narrow eyes were scarlet, he wore a black mask, and his hands were folded in his sleeves. Compared with when he was just resurrected a year ago, he looked even stronger.

"So, you ruined my plan again, Potter." Snake Eyes stared at Harry intently.

"Yes, you failed again." Harry grinned.

"I have nothing to tell you. For so long, you have been against me..." His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Hyland pushed Harry away, and at the same time, Voldemort said coldly, "Avada Kedavra!"

A green light shot between the two of them, and Harry broke out in a cold sweat.

"Oh?" Voldemort turned to Hyland and said softly, "I've seen you. You rescued Lucius last year."

Hyland looked at him in disgust, but said nothing.

"Where's that guy next to you who calls himself Slytherin?" Voldemort continued.

"You are not qualified to know." Hyland said coldly.

The eyes of the two intersected, and the Soul Reaper and Occlumency fought for a round in an instant.

"A very irrational answer." Voldemort narrowed his eyes, he didn't get what he wanted, "but it doesn't matter, when you fall into my hands, you will get the answer sooner or later."

Hyland was slightly dizzy, and he forcibly suppressed the uncomfortable feeling.

"Nonsense time is over." Voldemort raised his wand, his scarlet eyes seeming to bleed.

Hyland stood in front of Harry and also raised his wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Hell's Fire!"

A cluster of black Fiercefire flew out of Hyland's wand, turned into a ferocious fire snake, and swallowed the death curse in one gulp.

Voldemort smiled playfully, and the same black fire snake appeared, the only difference was that his fire snake had split into eight heads.

The two snakes were entangled together, hissing and spitting out their cores.

Hyland took the opportunity to pull Harry up and tell him to hide aside.

"Interesting, very interesting," said Voldemort hoarsely, his eyes flashing strangely.

Hyland sneered, and with a wave of his wand, the controlled Fiendfire exploded instantly, and huge cracks appeared on the ground.

Voldemort had to back away, temporarily avoiding the sharp edge.

"Harry, go!" Hyland called.

Harry ran towards the elevator. The Aurors were all on the second floor, and even Voldemort didn't dare to mess around.

"Want to run?" said Voldemort angrily, pointing the tip of his wand at the elevator.

While attacking, Hyland sneered and said: "Voldemort, how did you know how to wear a mask when you came out this time? Did you finally realize that you are too ugly to see people?"

The corners of Voldemort's eyes twitched violently, and the curse suddenly deviated from the direction.

"If I were you, I would have committed suicide long ago. I lost my nose, and my face looked flat. What do you think you are living for? Are you going out to scare people?" Hyland said disgustedly, trying to attract his attention attention.

The veins on Voldemort's forehead were throbbing, and he roared, "Go to hell, you bastard!"

One after another vicious spells swirled out like meteors, turning into colorful poisonous snakes, biting Hyland's defense.

Hyland used the silver door to resist, but the color of the door gradually turned black and slowly turned into decay.

[Back off! ] He hissed and spit out snake language.

The poisonous snakes froze, showing fear.

Voldemort regained his composure at this moment, and he gave Highland a cold look, fearing that he was also a Parseltongue.

Harry had long since disappeared, Voldemort didn't hesitate anymore, blasted an elevator, and then jumped straight down.

Hyland wanted to chase after him, but thinking of Draco, he hurriedly ran to the pile of boxes beside him, turning over one by one.

No, no, still no.

Finally, just as Hyland opened the last box, a comatose Draco appeared in front of him.