Chapter 569 Looking in the Mirror
In the monitoring room of the Ministry of Magic, countless huge display screens cover the walls of the room, and the dynamics of every part of the Ministry of Magic can be observed here. At this time, the display on the middle and largest display screen was transferred to the hall of death, playing the scuffle scene in this circular room.
"Is it ok, is it ok?" Penello straightened her body that was leaning against the door frame before, anxiously she kept bouncing on the spot and asked. Hermione also turned her head and looked over, touching the wand hidden in her sleeve. They were restricted in their actions before, and they were not allowed to participate in this battle before Voldemort came out, so as to avoid accidents.
Just as Mr. Owen Harris nodded, Penello rushed out the door, and within a few steps, his body was wrapped in black smoke and disappeared. "Isn't it faster to cast on the spot? What are you running for..." Hermione narrowed her eyes and stared at the place where Penello disappeared, couldn't help but sarcastically, and also Apparated and left the monitoring room.
"Protect them," Owen Harris ordered to Four Eyes and Victor who drew out their wands and were about to catch up.
Cornelius Fudge didn't care about their whereabouts at all. At this moment, his bald forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he didn't even 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, "Look at our Relationally, I will not hold you accountable the way I did Crouch."
Fudge was stunned, "Owen, you have been able to identify the mysterious man..." He was startled at this moment, Harris already knew that Voldemort had really returned, and Harris was just using this opportunity to provoke him to fight against Dumbledore.
"Connelly, it's not just hiding the truth about Voldemort's return from the masses, it's not just dereliction of duty, look at this." Saying this, Owen Harris put a triangular disc into the device and played it to Fudge. Mbridge's admission that the Dementors were something she set free, and the clip where she casts the Unforgivable Curse on Harry - of course the remark about Umbridge's ignorance of Fudge was edited out.
"I don't know, I didn't instigate these things." Fudge was filled with panic and anger, and he was completely unaware of what Umbridge did. If Umbridge appeared in front of Fudge at this moment, and he even wanted to use the Unforgivable Curse on her, what was she thinking?
Owen Harris crossed his arms, so that he could say calmly: "No one will believe that you are innocent, she is yours from the beginning to the end - take the initiative to hand over your rights, persuade your people to surrender, I can let you leave with dignity and not lose 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 the mind is not so bad."
The hallway of the Department of Mysteries is chaotic, with spells of various colors intertwined in the air, roars, cries of pain, giant footsteps, and clueless noises intermingled with it—the acromantula crawls on the ceiling to find its target .
However, what attracted the most attention of the wizards present was the arch platform at the bottom of the center of the death hall that was once used as the death penalty chamber.
The blue flames rose and burned violently, erupting with chilling magical power, obscuring the battle between Allen and Voldemort. During the battle, the Aurors and Death Eaters couldn't help but pay attention to the duel between the top wizards inside - even if many people were distracted and lost their lives because of this, they couldn't stop their curiosity.
From the occasional green glow of Avada Kedavra, crackling lightning bolts out of blue flames, low gong-like trills from silver shields, angry roars, and occasional throws that outshone the flames. From Gao's huge tentacles, it can be inferred that the battle is very intense-many wizards have already been killed by the overflowing magical energy because they were too close.
Only wizards who were elite enough were able to try to walk down the stairs to watch the duel up close, and Bellatrix Lestrange was one of them. She was staring wide-eyed, whipping out the long whip at the Aurors who wanted to cast a spell on her. When her black long whip wrapped around an Auror's neck, she couldn't help trying to let her sight through again. Looking through the flames to the dais, where her masters were dueling.
Feeling the tension from the long whip in her hand, Bellatrix pulled back hard, then raised her hand and threw it out. The Auror who had been suffocated on the long whip flew into the air, with a bang, and a The Death Eaters who were also flying in the air collided together.
Bellatrix looked over after hearing the reputation, and saw a beautiful female Auror in H94 uniform at the top of the steps, retracting the long whip so that it turned back into a magic wand, and their eyes collided.
Seeing the other party proudly holding her head up, Bellatrix felt that the other party had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. The long whip in her hand turned into a magic wand, and she waved cruelly to the right, and a green light flashed. The middle-aged Auror just fell to the ground without a sound - and she found that the female Auror's movements were as clean and neat as her own, and she obviously made the move after acting as an imitator, but the other party was almost hit by her spell. Shot the Auror while subjecting a Death Eater to a deadly Killing Curse.
Bellatrix watched the movements of the young girl, who was clearly similar to herself, and yelled in her baby-like falsetto, "Ahahaha, come down and play, little girl!"
And this female Auror just stuck out her long tongue and licked her chin, ignoring the dissuasion of a little witch with bushy brown hair, shining brown eyes and wearing a uniform beside her, and walked away The long legs straddled the steps and the corpses, and began to move in the direction of Bella.
Although the two of them are far apart, although their spells have not yet started to directly attack each other, the two sides continue to provoke. No matter what spell Bellatrix uses to kill an Auror, Penello will use the same method to kill a Death Eater—even if Bella catches an Auror with a whip and uses her master to give her The imitation of Vecna's hand sucked him into fragments of a mummy that had been weathered for many years, but the female Auror on the opposite side still used some method to kill the Death Eater and turned it into powder and dissipated in the air to achieve similar effect.
Bellatrix laughed wildly even more excitedly. She was attacking while waiting for Penello to approach. She finally understood what the sense of familiarity was. The enjoyment of killing in the opponent's eyes during the battle, There is also the look of frenzy that is almost crazy looking at the arched heights-this female Auror is obviously of the same kind as herself, and her owner is obviously that Alan Harris.
And this beautiful female Auror, that is, Penelope Clearwater confirmed the identity of the other party at the very beginning, which released her desire to kill that had been suppressed for half a year. Although Bellatrix is married to Rudolphs, she can tell from the eyes of the other party that her favorite person is at the arch——Bellatrix's favorite person is with Penny The person Luo loves the most is dueling in the blue flame, so shouldn't Bellatrix and Penello fight outside the blue flame? For this reason, Penello even forced Hermione, who she thought could only be a small follower in the battle, to stay where she was just now, but she came here alone without even bringing a 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 their hearts coincided with each other.