[HP] The girl with black hair

The members of the Order of the Phoenix are the hope of the little lions, and the Dark Lord is the stimulant of the Death Eaters.

In the resplendent hall, a man in a black robe slowly appeared. His appearance made the Death Eaters very excited, and the situation was reversed in an instant, which made the members of the Order of the Phoenix very uncomfortable.

Artemia did not participate in the battle, and the Death Eaters under the madness did not need her help at all.

Colorful spells hit the gilded fireplace on both sides, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix resisted the spells one after another and at the same time protected Harry from being taken away by the sudden appearance of the Dark Lord.

Tom really didn't pay attention to the group of members of the Order of the Phoenix in a circle. He looked at the unharmed daughter and curled his mouth in satisfaction, and then looked at Haribo, who was tightly wrapped. He pouted contemptuously.

His daughter is better than the savior that Dumbledore carefully cultivated. Look at the boy who is already trembling with his friends, but his daughter can still walk in front of him without changing his face.

Before Artemia had time to say a word to Tom, the shivering little lion began to get excited.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

Artemia and Tom looked back together, and behind them in the fireplace stood Dumbledore, wand raised.

"It was a wrong decision to come here tonight, Tom," Dumbledore said calmly, "The Aurors are coming."

"I was gone when they came, and you," Tom held the wand easily between his fingers, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "you were already dead."

Artemia stepped back consciously, casting defensive spells on her body one by one. Now was not the time to show off her power. Tom's spells could knock her away, let alone two wizards with powerful magic power.

Tom glanced at the fast-running Artemia from the corner of his eyes, and at the same time, a powerful defensive spell hit the girl's body helplessly.

As expected of his daughter, she understood the principle of being wise and safe at a young age, unlike that ignorant and stupid Potter who really thought she was so powerful.

The light of the spell lit up the dark hall. The two colors of the spell, red and green, were connected together. The crackling electric light hit the surrounding walls and the fireplace, and uneven stone pits appeared on the walls and the gold-plated fireplace. superior.

Artemia hid behind Tom, and the falling stones were bounced off by the defensive spell on her body.

Tom cut off the connection of the spell in time, and a huge fire snake appeared in front of Dumbledore, spitting snake letters and making a hissing sound.

The hall of the Ministry of Magic was traumatized to the greatest extent ever tonight. Stones of various sizes and broken glass were scattered on the fire-burned floor, and even the portrait of Minister Fudge himself was riddled with holes.

When everything was over, the officials of the Ministry of Magic and the Aurors came late. Although they came late, they still achieved the effect Dumbledore wanted. They saw the Mysterious Man and the Death Eaters disappear in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Panic spread in everyone's heart. In addition, they also had to face huge repair costs. The cowardly Ministry of Magic officials could only silently pay the money and did not dare to ask the Death Eaters for compensation.

Minister Fudge's brief speech that night dampened the wizards' enthusiasm for Christmas.

"I regret to announce that the wizard who can't even mention his name is still alive and has returned to us. We strongly urge all wizards to be vigilant." Fudge said to the reporter with a pale face. It was obvious that he came out in a hurry. Putting on a dark overcoat, he went out without even having time to change into his pajamas.

"In addition, I myself have decided to apologize for my mistakes. I have decided to resign as the Minister of Magic. The Ministry of Magic will choose someone more capable to take up this position."

Fudge's speech caused panic among all wizards, knowing that only last week the Daily Prophet had firmly assured that everything was Dumbledore and Potter's nonsense.

The sudden change in the attitude of the Ministry of Magic caused people to panic, but at the same time they couldn't help complaining that they were timid and timid. According to some gossip, the mysterious man brought the Death Eaters to get something from the Ministry of Magic that he failed to get last time. s things.

This news made them panic even more. The mysterious man last time was scary enough!The people's resentment towards the Ministry of Magic is beyond words.

The panic of the wizards did not affect the carnival of the Death Eaters, and the whole manor was lit up with candles throughout the night.

The Death Eaters who didn't participate were summoned by the Dark Mark only after the battle. Tom's purpose of calling them here was very simple, that is, everyone came to listen to the fruits of victory tonight, a complete prophecy.

Lucius' face was a little panicked, he didn't know anything about such a big thing, could it be that he was no longer trusted by the lord? !

Tom proudly praised his daughter, and only incidentally rewarded the Death Eaters who participated in the operation in the last few words.

But even so, the Death Eaters who participated in the operation were still full of excitement, and even wanted to blow up the Ministry of Magic to express their excitement.

Lucius pursed his lips reluctantly, and applauded perfunctorily with another Snape who also did not participate in the action.

Tom's fingers lightly touched the dusty prophecy ball, and the moment he touched the prophecy ball, the prophecy ball seemed to have found its own wick, and it once again ignited a pure white light.

The white light in the glass cover seemed to rotate into a mouth, and a hoarse voice came out of that mouth: "The man with the power to conquer the Dark Lord is approaching. He was born in a family that defeated the Dark Lord three times. He was born at the end of the seventh month... the Dark Lord marked him as a rival, he possessed powers the Dark Lord did not understand... one must die at the hand of the other, because both cannot live, only one survives... ..."

The air suddenly became quiet, and the carnival Death Eaters suddenly became quiet. They quietly looked at the Dark Lord whose smile gradually turned cold.

Artemia's smile gradually froze, and she made a frightening move. She took away the glowing prophecy ball, and when the prophecy ball left Tom's hands, it became dusty again. .

All this seemed to tell her that no matter how hard she tried, it seemed to be useless.

The sound of shattering glass aroused everyone's nerves, and the Death Eater silently took a step back, silently looking at the tall man and the shattered glass under his feet.

The white object without the glass cover disappeared as quickly as a puff of smoke.

Artemia looked up into Tom's red eyes and said calmly, "The prophecy is as fragile as this glass ball. We shouldn't be influenced by the prophecy. We have to break it, right?"

Tom froze for a moment, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Well said, prophecies are meant to be broken, and no one can control Voldemort's life or death."

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Dumbledore is a magical man, he heard that prophecy 15 years ago, and he heard another new prophecy again 15 years later.

A prophecy from the same witch.

"The person who broke everything appeared, and the Dark Lord created her with his own hands... She flows with the blood of the Dark Lord... The Dark Lord regards her as the most important person, and the variables will unfold on her."