The Trinity of Harry Potter

Hermione completed her mission very well and obtained an agreement that was beneficial to both the British and French wizarding communities, but was enough to make pure-blood families hate her to the core.

But the assassination did not happen, everything was calm, and everyone used the portkey from Paris to return to the vicinity of the Ministry of Magic building.

"Is it almost tea time?" Hermione chatted with her husband Ron relaxedly, "I don't know if our two children have caused any trouble to Fleur."

"Probably not, their Aunt Furong used to be a teacher in the ministry's kindergarten for several years." Ron looked around and replied with a smile, "Maybe when she stares, our children will become more honest.

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The couple was laughing and talking when a violent explosion suddenly occurred on the street.

Harry turned his back to them and calmly directed the Aurors to start fighting.

"It's finally here." Hermione said with some regret and relief after hiding in the bunker, "The pure-blood family is still an external force, we will know soon."

As a personal protector, Ron was always looking around vigilantly.

Dark wizards emerged from every corner and cast spells on the Aurors.

These people are well-founded in their advance and retreat, and there is no fanaticism in their eyes. Instead, they are full of coldness and numbness.

They are indeed well-trained, but the training of British Aurors has not been relaxed over the years.

The generation that came out of the war had an incredibly strong fighting will and intuition. Coupled with the magic skills honed over many years, they could basically defeat one against three.

Harry himself stood in the center of the battle formation, knocking down an opponent every time he stood up. When the enemy focused on him, he disappeared like a ghost.

"My dear, have you seen where the other person is coming from?" Hermione couldn't help but take action herself, striking the opponent several times from a distance and knocking him off his feet.

Ron identified it carefully and shook his head: "There are no familiar faces. This person's action style is like a thug trained by some countries to do dirty work."

"But Britain is not a small country. How can they have the confidence to try to kill the Minister of Magic in this way?"

Just when Harry's side was getting better and better, Hogwarts also encountered an attack.

Aberforth was the first to warn, and those strange faces were gathering together and walking towards Hogwarts in a swagger.

Professor McGonagall immediately organized the staff for defense and notified Harry for support.

"They were also attacked over there?" Professor McGonagall frowned upon hearing Neville's answer.

Is it a coincidence?

According to the battlefield intelligence from Harry, the enemies faced by both sides seemed to have the same numb and cold temperament.

But being unafraid of death is of little use in the face of magical power. A group of professors used transfiguration to build a bunker outside the school gate, and the battle soon turned into a hunting competition.

When Professor Flitwick led the Knife Team to play tactical interludes, if it weren't for Kano's last great resurrection spell, the remaining people wouldn't even have one-third.

Nowadays, he, the duel champion, is also old, but his heart that wants to cause trouble is still ready to move, and his strength is even more proficient.

He jumped up and down and fought with a group of wooden men, and soon he was beaten to the ground.

As soon as Professor McGonagall made a move, some of her opponents fell to the ground holding their pierced thighs.

Neville smiled and took out a lot of "cuties" that were usually cultivated and were not convenient for human testing, and threw them out with magic.

The enemies would be frozen for a while, and burned like dead pigs for a while.

Snape was the most unhappy person. In order to survive, he was strictly prohibited from using dark magic.

The self-made magic spell he is good at, "Shen Feng Wu Ying", is black magic and can also cause huge wounds that cannot be healed and bleed continuously.

Now he could only cast a stun spell angrily with a gloomy face.

There was a sudden commotion at the rear of the enemy team, as if someone had cut off their retreat.

It was Sirius who had returned from vacation. He and his new wife outflanked the enemy.

"My dear, it seems we haven't fought side by side yet." Sirius said excitedly to his wife.

"Yes, today I will let you see my strength."

The speaker was wearing a robe, but if Kano were here, he would immediately recognize her as Nitocris.

In the year he defeated Voldemort, Nito also led the Egyptian wizards to overthrow the decadent puppet Ministry of Magic and establish an independent magical government.

Kano was invited to visit, and Sirius, who had fought alongside them, was also invited.

Nito and Sirius are similar in age. One has been in prison for ten years, and the other has been busy with work and has no time to solve personal problems.

The last time the two met, they both left a deep impression on each other.

Nito felt that he had justice and compassion, and that he was brave and good at fighting. Sirius felt that Nito was mysterious, beautiful, and had a strong personality.

After going back and forth, the two fell in love naturally. But because Sirius's nationality was relatively sensitive, the two did their best to keep it secret. Even Kano didn't know about it, let alone the Egyptian wizards.

Last year, Nito announced his resignation as Egypt's Minister of Magic and completely established the electoral system. Only then did their romance become public.

Kano couldn't help but sigh that the wanderer who looked down on women at that time finally had a family.

Sirius fired quick-fire spells like a living machine gun, and Nito kept inflicting collective weakness on the opponent.

After Harry and others defeated their opponents and sent Hermione back to the Ministry of Magic, they also came from Hogsmeade village along the Floo network with their wands raised.

Under attack from two sides, these invaders were quickly defeated.

"Harry." McGonagall nodded to her, "I'll leave these people to you."

Harry smiled and agreed, while Sirius hugged Nito and greeted him with a smile.

Just as the Aurors were cleaning up the scene, the sharp whistle of an arrow came from the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Everyone was stunned and quickly ran towards the Forbidden Forest.

At this time, several more powerful dark wizards were fighting with the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest.

Abby, who has grown into a muscular horseman, is the leader of this team of horsemen. She inherited the bravery of her father Bain and led the horsemen to fight tenaciously against their opponents.

Not long after, with the sound of rumbling stampedes, Hagrid, who was playing with his younger brother in the Forbidden Forest, also appeared on the battlefield.

"Come on, big man!" Abby shouted.

Grawp roared, responded to Abby's call, and swooped down under the curse. More than half of the intruders were crushed to the ground.

Under Hagrid's constant teaching and Kano's violent intimidation from time to time, he became the most polite giant in the world.

When centaurs encounter monsters they can't fight, they often ask him for help and give him a lot of meat afterwards.

At his core, Grawp is still a guy who likes violence and killing. He has a fight to fight with and there is delicious food after the fight, which naturally makes him feel good.

The two parties have maintained a good relationship in this way, and Hagrid's plan to find a partner for Grawp has been steadily progressing recently.

In the shadows of the woods by the lake, a shadow wearing a black robe appeared silently.

Such a fierce offensive at Hogwarts was just to allow him to sneak into the school quietly and come to Dumbledore's grave.

The order he received was to break open the opponent's tomb and take out the wand buried with him.

He held up his wand and walked quickly towards the tombstone without any fluctuation in his heart.

Not to mention digging graves, he wouldn't care even if they were disembowelled and retrieved. After all, that's how they were trained.

When sparks erupted from the tip of his wand, a skinny old man suddenly appeared in front of him.

"These young people are becoming more and more useless." The old man shook his head, "Forget it, it has nothing to do with me."

"But, you guy...hehe, hehehehe."

Along with the gloomy laughter, a ball of blue fire burst out from his skinny hand.