Magical Studies at Hogwarts

When Ike and Bella arrived on the battlefield, the battle was basically over.

The Ministry of Magic did not consume much power, and there were still nearly a hundred people gathered together. In comparison, the losses of Lao Fu's men were a bit heavy.

The werewolves once again experienced attrition, and some dark wizards also died. The casualties were much higher than those of the Ministry of Magic. It can be said that in the collision with the core power of the Ministry of Magic, the Death Eaters were at a disadvantage.

But they won, because Old Voldemort's wand was pressed against Scrimgeour's forehead.

Scrimgeour was floating in the air uncontrollably, with one leg dripping blood on the ground. It looked like it was disabled. He raised his head, but his face was still cold, and his bloodshot eyes stared fiercely.

He looked at Voldemort in front of him without even blinking.

"It seems that you are very unconvinced, Mr. Minister." Lao Fu said softly, and put the wand on Scrimgeour's forehead with a slight force, causing his body to tremble unconsciously.

"You are destined to fail, Voldemort!" Scrimgeour gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his body as he squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"But you can't see it anymore, Your Excellency Minister." Lao Fu showed a scary smile, slightly retracted his wand, and said in his mouth: "Avada bites the big melon!"

"Chirp!"

As soon as the green light shot out from the tip of the staff, a red flame suddenly appeared in front of Scrimgeour's head, swallowing Lao Fu's death curse. Then, the red light quickly dimmed, and a bird with bright feathers appeared.

It quickly became bald and fell straight to the ground. As soon as it hit the ground, the flames flashed past, leaving only a handful of flying ash.

At the same time, an old man with white beard and hair appeared between Scrimgeour and Lao Fu. He waved his wand violently, and a dazzling white light hit Lao Fu directly.

Lao Fu quickly took a few steps back and reached out to block the curse. However, in his haste, he was still staggered by the power of the curse, and he took several steps back before he stabilized his body.

When he looked up, his face suddenly became ferocious.

"Dumbledore!"

"Hello, Tom." Dumbledore's wand was still pointed at Lao Fu, so that he did not dare to move rashly. Scrimgeour behind him was rescued by Aolo and they hurriedly poured a bottle of healing potion into him.

Stopped the bleeding.

But that's about it. The leg injured by Old Fu's magic still can't be used. It looks like it needs to be treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Scrimgeour stood up with the help of his subordinates, with a ferocious look on his usually serious face. He stared at Lao Fu opposite him and said loudly: "Kill him, Dumbledore!"

"Sorry, I can't do this." Dumbledore's voice sounded, "Tom is not the only one on the other side."

His words made everyone pay attention to the person who seemed to suddenly appear next to Lao Fu, and they couldn't help but become nervous. Perhaps, facing Voldemort alone, Dumbledore could still try to defeat him, but after adding Ike

, there is only one way to fail.

Dumbledore is not the same person he was six months ago, and Ike is not the same person he was before his transformation.

"So, is there going to be a decisive battle today, Tom?" Dumbledore said, looking at Voldemort in front of him.

"Ha, ha ha..." Voldemort sneered, glanced at Dumbledore opposite who looked calm, but secretly made a calculation in his heart.

Suddenly! He waved the wand in his hand violently, and at the same time Ike also sent a white light into the sky. Old Voldemort's magic was blocked by Dumbledore, but no one else blocked Ike's spell.

The white light rose straight into the sky and exploded violently at an altitude of more than 20 meters. The next second, something in the sky seemed to break, and soft light scattered like bursting bubbles.

Lao Fu didn't show any interest in the park. His body transformed into black smoke and flew away. The others were a little slower, but they also rose into the sky one after another.

"Stop them, don't let them escape!" Scrimgeour shouted, but it was too late. By the time his men reacted, even Ike, who was the last to leave, had disappeared.

"Damn it!"

Scrimgeour cursed secretly, glanced at the calm Dumbledore next to him, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Without saying a word, he broke away from the two pairs of hands next to him that were supporting him, staggered around, and faced

The confused subordinates behind shouted: "Go back! Let's go back!"

Dumbledore just stood there, watching the people from the Ministry of Magic leave one by one, without saying a word.

He bent down, picked up Fox, who was reborn from the ashes, played with it a few times with his fingers, and carefully put him into his breast pocket, leaving only his bare head exposed.

Then he waved his wand, turned his body, and disappeared from where he was.

When he reappeared, he was already at the Burrow.

In the small courtyard in front of the door, everyone was standing there. Seeing Dumbledore appear, Harry asked directly: "Sir, what happened in Diagon Alley? I just heard Scrimgeour say...

"

"Diagon Alley was attacked." Dumbledore said, looking at Mrs. Weasley who looked worried and Sirius who was eager to try, "How about we go in and talk."

"Oh, of course, please come in." Mrs. Weasley replied immediately, welcoming Dumbledore into the room.

Everyone came in, and the already small living room seemed even more crowded. Dumbledore took the mead handed over by Mrs. Weasley and thanked him.

"Thanks, Molly, I just needed this... In short, Tom and his followers attacked Diagon Alley and almost destroyed the entire street..."

Dumbledore told everyone what had just happened in Diagon Alley, and from time to time he would elicit some suppressed exclamations. In any case, this incident was far beyond their imagination. No one thought that Voldemort would actually do this.

When something like this happened, he almost killed the Minister of Magic!

"...Okay, that's it. I think you will see more things in the Daily Prophet tomorrow." Dumbledore said and stood up, "Although it may not be a very good one now.

time, but I think I still have to talk to Rufus..."

"The situation is more serious than we thought."

"Why don't you stay a little longer, Dumbledore? Have another glass of mead," Mrs. Weasley advised.

"No, Molly, I have to go and visit our minister quickly..." With that said, Dumbledore opened the door and walked out, and disappeared directly after leaving the anti-Apparition range.

"We have to leave too." Sirius and Lupine looked at each other and stood up, "Thank you for your hospitality, Molly, but you know, the Order of the Phoenix is ​​going to have a lot of things happening soon."

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Mr. Weasley said, picking up the coat on the hanger. "This happened, I have to go back quickly."

"Arthur...Sirius...Remus..." Mrs. Weasley covered her chest with her hands, as if she had a thousand words to say, but when it came to her mouth, there was only a simple instruction left.

"Be careful and stay safe."