[HP] Riddle's Spirit Behind

The wanted notices and clippings stuck on the wall were shaken and fell down one after another. The students screamed in horror, and some of them crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"Don't panic!" Dumbledore shouted, leaning on the wall.He strode towards the door and helped the wizard who had just fallen to the ground, "What's going on?"

"A few dark wizards rushed in just now," the wizard stammered. "They stunned several of us in the hall. When I came, they were coming towards the elevator!"

"What should we do, Professor Dumbledore?" a third-year girl said terrified.

Dumbledore comforted: "Don't be afraid, you will be safe." He turned his head and said to Mr. Gibson solemnly: "These students cannot be harmed, we have to take them out of here immediately."

"We can apparate them away," Georgiana suggested.

"No, that's too slow. Do you have any fireplaces connected to the Floo network?" asked Dumbledore.

"We don't have one on this floor," said Mr. Gibson, frowning. "The nearest fireplace is in the minister's office on the first floor."

"It's too dangerous to go there now," said Dumbledore.

"You can go down the spare stairs," Georgiana said. "The Department of International Magical Cooperation on the fifth floor has a fireplace connected to the Floo network."

"Then we'll go from there," said Dumbledore.

"Georgiana and I will be with you," said Mr. Gibson. "Don't worry, I won't let these children come to harm."

After the explosion sounded, Eleanor floated out of the wall.Within the allowed range, she was barely able to poke her head out of the wall to observe the situation in the corridor.She saw several wizards scurrying past in panic, wands raised.

"Hey, what the hell happened?" Eleanor called to a short-haired witch.

The witch looked at Eleanor in surprise, and it took a while to realize, "Oh! I heard that the Ministry of Magic broke into the intruders!"

"Intruders? How could there be intruders?"

The witch said impatiently: "They are all dark wizards, followers of Grindelwald!"

"Who is Grindelwald?" Eleanor asked.

The witch looked at her in surprise, "How can anyone not know Grindelwald? He is the most famous dark wizard today! But I heard that he has been active in Germany and Poland in recent years, I really don't understand why they will suddenly appear here—"

As she spoke, another dull explosion sounded suddenly.

"No, I have to leave quickly!" said the witch, and walked away quickly with a pale face.

The students then left the Auror's office under the watchful eye of Dumbledore and two Ministry of Magic officials.They walked to an unassuming gray wooden door at the end of the corridor.

"It's been a few years since we got the elevator." Georgiana grumbled. "We're planning to seal it off next month, but fortunately the project has been postponed."

Pointing to the lock with her wand, she said, "Alahoo is open."

A narrow, dark staircase appeared in front of them.

The air in the stairwell was cloudy and heavy, and she didn't speak all the way. Eleanor could only hear the dull footsteps of the students and Tom's low panting beside her.

After an unknown amount of time, Georgiana suddenly said, "Here we are."

She fumbled to open the door, then let out an annoyed curse: "Oh, damn it! They've sealed the exit! We can't get out!"

"What?" Gibson squeezed through the students. He studied the sealed wooden door and said with a sigh, "It looks like the guys from the Magic Union just built a wall behind here."

"Damn!" Georgiana continued to curse, "I heard that they are renovating the office recently, but I didn't expect to do so."

"Don't worry, we have a solution," said Gibson. He raised his wand, stretched out his arms and said to the students behind him, "Stand back, everyone, and I'll blow this wall apart."

The students quickly took a few steps back.

"Don't—" Dumbledore tried to stop him, but it was too late.

The deafening explosion echoed in the narrow stairwell, and the students hurriedly bent down to protect their heads.When they raised their heads, there was already a hole in the wall that was as tall as a person and a half.

"Come on, boys, let's get out of here," said Mr. Gibson, and jumped out of the hole nimbly.

Eleanor floated out of the wall and found her in a beautifully decorated office.It was completely different from the Auror's office just now. This office was covered with fine velvet carpets, dark purple wallpaper on the walls, and several portraits hanging on the walls.

But the previous spell had left the office in a mess, with gravel and dust all over the floor.

"Reckless!" exclaimed the middle-aged woman in the portrait unhappily. "Look at what you've done. We just laid a new carpet last week—"

At this moment, a scream from the corridor drowned out the woman's voice.

"Do not--"

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The students looked at each other in a panic, and Dumbledore took a few steps forward with a serious expression.

"Back back," he whispered.

Tom, who was closest to him, immediately took half a step back, and at the same time he squeezed tightly and drew out his wand long ago.He was silent, his eyes fixed on the door.

Even Eleanor couldn't help being infected by the tense atmosphere.She couldn't help but want to go to the door to see the situation.

But just when she was about to float to the door, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

A man in a black robe and hood walked slowly into the office.Behind him seemed to be followed by a few people dressed like him, but they stopped at the door and did not walk in.

Eleanor could feel the man's icy gaze on her from under the hood.

"Who are you?" Eleanor asked.She wasn't afraid, but the man's gaze made her feel uncomfortable.

The man let out a piercing sneer and said something Eleanor could not understand at all.

German?thought Eleanor.

At this moment, the man raised his hand and slowly took off his hood.

"Ah—" a timid girl screamed.

Eleanor couldn't help but gasped—it was a face that was almost completely burned, and the newly grown pink tender flesh twisted and covered his cheeks.

"Back back, boys, back!" Mr. Gibson called to the students, who made them crawl back along the hole.

He took a step forward to stand in front of the students, and at the same time raised his wand with a livid face, "Zimmerman, I didn't expect you to be alive. Last week, we discovered that your stash had been bombed by Muggle weapons." In ruins, I thought you were dead."

"How could I be killed by a stupid Muggle weapon." The man sneered, his facial muscles shaking ferociously.

He looked at Dumbledore and the students behind him, "We just found out a piece of good news—" He suddenly stopped for a few breaths, as if he was suppressing his excitement, "They said that today Huo Gwartz's cubs are here to visit the Ministry of Magic, led by the venerable Professor Dumbledore."

When he said the word "Professor Dumbledore," his face twisted even more.

Dumbledore said calmly, "How did you get in, Zimmerman? The Ministry of Magic is not such an easy place to break into."

"Of course I have my way." Zimmerman said with his gray eyes fixed on him, and he grinned to show his dirty yellow teeth, "Long time no see, Albus. Have something to say?"

Everyone, including Eleanor, looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

"We were never friends," said Dumbledore calmly.

"Of course, of course." Zimmerman narrowed his eyes and said, "We are indeed not friends, but you shouldn't have forgotten your old friend—that respected lord?"

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