Chapter 569 Looking in the Mirror (Modified, Sincere Thanks to the Leader Xiaohun 1 Sword)
In the control room of the Ministry of Magic, countless huge display screens cover the walls of the room, and every activity in the Ministry of Magic can be observed here. At this time, the middle and largest display screen showed that it was transferred to the Death Hall, playing the melee scene in this circular room.
"Is it okay, is it okay?" Penello stood up straight, leaning against the door frame before, and asked anxiously as she kept jumping on the spot. Hermione also turned her head and looked over, her hand touching the wand hidden in her sleeve. Their movements had been restricted before, and they were not allowed to participate in this battle before Voldemort came out to avoid accidents.
As soon as Mr. Owen Harris nodded, Penello rushed out of the door. Within a few steps, his body was wrapped in black smoke and disappeared. "Isn't it faster to cast in place? Why run..." Hermione squinted her eyes and stared at the position where Penello disappeared. She couldn't help but sarcastically said, and also disapparated and left the control room.
"Protect them." Owen Harris ordered Four Eyes and Victor who took out their wands and were about to catch up.
Cornelius Fudge didn't care about their whereabouts at all. At this time, his bald forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he couldn't remember to take out a handkerchief to dry them. His lips opened and closed, and he kept whispering. Mumbling: "It's over, it's over, he's really back."
"Connelly, I will give you a chance to resign." Owen Harris put his arms on the desk, leaned forward slightly, and approached Cornelius Fudge, "For our sake. Relationally, I won’t hold you accountable like I did Crouch.”
Fudge was stunned, "Owen, you have been able to identify the mysterious man a long time ago..." He was just now shocked to realize that Harris had already known that Voldemort was really back, and Harris was just using this opportunity to provoke him to fight against Dumbledore.
"Connelly is not just hiding the truth about Voldemort's return from the public. It's not just malfeasance. Look at this." As he said that, Owen Harris put a triangular disc into the device and played it to Fudge. There was more than just blackmail in it. Umbridge admits that the Dementors were her fault, as well as the scene where she used the Unforgivable Curse on Harry - but of course Umbridge's remarks about Fudge being unaware were edited out.
"I don't know, I didn't instigate these things." Fudge was shocked and angry. He had no idea what Umbridge had done. If Umbridge appeared in front of Fudge now, and he even wanted to use the Unforgivable Curse on her, what on earth was she thinking?
Owen Harris crossed his arms and said calmly: "No one will believe that you are innocent. She has been yours from the beginning to the end - take the initiative to hand over your rights and persuade your people to surrender. I can let you resign with dignity, without losing face like Barty Crouch. I am willing to give you this opportunity because I really believe that you will not instruct Umbridge to do these things. Although you are not smart enough , but obviously his mind is not that bad.”
The halls of the Department of Mysteries were noisy, with various spells intertwined in the air. Roars, cries of pain, giant footsteps, and clueless shouts were mixed in. Acromantulas crawled on the ceiling in search of targets. .
However, what attracted the most attention to the wizards present was the arched platform at the bottom of the middle of the Death Hall that was once used as the death chamber.
The blue flames rose and burned fiercely, and frightening magical power erupted from them, making the battle scene between Allen and Voldemort blurred. Aurors and Death Eaters could not help but pay attention to the duel between top wizards during the battle - even if many people lost their lives due to distraction, they could not stop their curiosity.
From the occasional green light of Avada's Kedavra, crackling thunderbolts of lightning burst out of the blue flames, the low gong-like trill of the silver shield, the angry roar, and occasionally fluttering louder than the flames. Gao's huge tentacles indicate that the battle is fierce - many wizards have been killed by the overflowing magical energy because they got too close.
Only wizards who are elite enough can try to go down the stairs to watch the duel up close, and Bellatrix Lestrange is one of them. With her eyes wide open, she whipped out her long whip to hit the Aurors who wanted to cast spells on her. When her black long whip wrapped around the neck of an Auror, she couldn't help but try to see through again. Looking past the flames towards the high platform, her master was dueling there.
Feeling the tightness from the whip in her hand, Bellatrix pulled back hard, then raised her hand and threw it out. The suffocated Auror on the whip flew into the air, with a bang, and a Death Eaters who were also flying in the air collided with each other.
When Bellatrix heard the sound, she saw a beautiful female Auror wearing an H94 uniform at the top of the steps, also retracting her whip and turning it back into a wand. Their eyes met.
Looking at the other party's proud head held high, Bellatrix felt that the other party had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. The long whip in her hand turned into a wand, and she waved cruelly to the right. A flash of green light revealed a burly figure. The prime-year Auror fell to the ground silently - and she found that the movements of the female Auror's hands were as clean and neat as her own, and she obviously acted as an imitator, but the other party was almost hit by her own curse. When he hit the Auror, he also made a Death Eater suffer a fatal death curse.
Bellatrix looked at the movements of this young girl who was obviously similar to herself, and shouted in her baby-like falsetto, "Ah ha ha ha, come down and play, little girl!"
The female Auror just stuck out her long tongue and licked her chin. She ignored the dissuasion of a little witch beside her who had thick, unkempt brown hair, bright brown eyes and was wearing a uniform, and stepped forward. The long legs crossed the steps and corpses and began to move in the direction of Bella. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net
The two of them were so far apart that although each other's spells hadn't started to directly attack each other, both sides continued to provoke each other. No matter what spell Bellatrix uses to kill an Auror, Penelope will use the same method to kill a Death Eater - even if Bella captures an Auror with a whip and uses her master's gift to her The imitation of Vecna's Hand sucked him into pieces like a mummy that had been weathered for many years, but the female Auror opposite could still use some unknown means to kill the Death Eater and turn it into powder and disperse it in the air to achieve the goal. Similar effect.
Bellatrix laughed crazily with even more excitement. She attacked while waiting for Penello to approach. She finally understood what that sense of familiarity was, the enjoyment of killing revealed in the opponent's eyes during the battle, There was also the look of enthusiasm and almost madness when looking at the arched heights - this female Auror was obviously the same kind as herself, and her master was obviously the Ellen Harris.
And this beautiful female Auror, Penelope Crevat, confirmed the identity of the other party from the very beginning, which released her desire to kill that had been suppressed for more than half a year. Although Bellatrix was married to Rudolfs, she could see from the look in his eyes that the person she loved most was at the arch - the person Bellatrix loved most was with Penet. The person Luo loves the most duels inside the blue flame, so shouldn't Bellatrix and Penelo win or lose outside the blue flame? For this reason, Penelope even forced Hermione, who she thought could only be a follower in the battle, to stay where she was, but she came alone without even bringing a single member of the umbrella.
"Ha! There is nothing more refreshing and romantic than this!" Although neither of them said it out loud, at least at this moment, the two of them had the same heart.