Chapter 674: The Savior
When Harry left the headmaster's office, the morning sun had already slanted through the wide windows into Hogwarts Castle. Harry looked back at the headmaster's office, thinking of the astonished expression on Dumbledore's face and the hurried Busily heading to the Order of the Phoenix, he couldn't help shaking his head—whether he is the only one Dumbledore said could defeat Voldemort or not, it's great that Allen is still alive.
When Harry walked into the auditorium, all the teachers and students had already gathered in the auditorium, and they all received a special notice today - no class today, but to watch the latest news from the TV station in the auditorium.
Although the furnished auditorium is still soaked in the aroma of food, the wizards' eyes are all focused on the giant TV screen in the middle of the auditorium, no matter which angle the students sit at, they can clearly see the TV program - this is It was temporarily dismantled and transported from the Quidditch pitch.
Ron on the Gryffindor table saw Harry, stood up excitedly, and waved his hands desperately to let Harry sit down quickly. The professors were all on time as in the opening ceremony, but the chair dedicated to the headmaster was empty, and there was no sign of Umbridge for a long time. The members of the special investigation team she formed were all poking around. Looking for her trace.
But when they heard others talking about Umbridge, they would still step forward to stop them, and even deduct points. But it was no use, as soon as they walked away, the whispers and discussions continued. While making 1000 conjectures about why Umbridge didn't come to the meeting, the little wizards looked around vigilantly, for fear that the special investigation team or even Umbridge would appear by their side.
Harry briskly sat down beside Ron, picked up a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth.
"You look very hungry." Ron quickly poured a glass of milk and put it in front of Harry.
"Yes." Harry mumbled, having regained his appetite.
Ron watched Harry swallowing heavily, and couldn't help asking, "Harry, why did you stay in the headmaster's office for so long? What did Dumbledore tell you? How is Sirius?" "
"I've said a lot, Sirius is safe and sound..." Just as Harry swallowed the food in his mouth and wanted to explain it to Ron in detail, Professor McGonagall stood up.
She pressed her hands down to signal everyone to be quiet, everyone looked at Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall's voice resounded in the auditorium: "First of all, I want to tell you a good news, our principal Dumbledore will soon Come back to us quickly. He will resume the post of headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft. As for the reason, everyone will know after watching today's news carefully."
As soon as her words fell, the auditorium burst into thunderous applause. Everyone was excited, cheering and jumping for joy. The twin brothers on the Gryffindor table even whistled - Dumbledore's return meant that they finally Get rid of Umbridge's white oppressive rule. Even the teachers on the teaching bench raised their glasses to celebrate Umbridge's departure and Dumbledore's return.
Professor McGonagall sat back in her seat, and her simple explanation aroused greater interest among the teachers and students, and gave them greater enthusiasm and expectations for the news.
The familiar prelude to the news sounded, but the host was not the familiar and beloved Fu Rong, but a strange short-haired capable witch. The headline of the news displayed at the bottom of the screen was very eye-catching, which immediately attracted the attention of the wizards——Mysterious Man return.
"There was a riot at the Ministry of Magic last night." The hostess's slightly cold voice resounded through the auditorium, and the auditorium was as quiet as listening to the headmaster's speech.
On the TV, in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, various spells of light burst into the air, and the Aurors fought against the Death Eaters in a neat and orderly manner. They wore uniforms and looked capable and powerful. Cooperating with the eight-eyed spiders and giants, they beat the Death Eaters so that they could only dodge quickly. Some Death Eaters who didn't react quickly were picked up by densely packed giant spiders that suddenly appeared.
With the sound of rattling, flesh and blood flew, and the Death Eaters were caught in two and fell to the ground, their legs still kicking feebly. The appearance of the bald giant made these Death Eaters terrified. They looked at this big guy who could ignore even the Killing Curse in horror.
These uniformed Aurors were very imposing. Under their attack, the Death Eaters looked extremely embarrassed, and the rest of their lives looked pitiful, even a bit miserable. Seeing this situation, the little wizards of Hogwarts felt that the profession of Auror was very prestigious, and they gave a strong impression with neatly dressed and reasonable tactics. Take it according to law.
When Penelope, the spider witch turned into a witch, appeared on camera with that huge wand, all the little wizards in Hogwarts were stunned. Not only Penelope turned into an Animagus of magical creatures, but Hermione also completed the transformation of a manticore.
"This is so cool!" Li Qiaodan stared dumbfounded at the two majestic Animagus magic on TV, and murmured in admiration.
"Draco, after you went to Durmstrang as an exchange student with him, you turned into an Animagus when you came back. Did Alan Harris master some skills to transform into an Animagus?" ?” Pansy Parkinson couldn’t hold back his curiosity and asked.
The other wizards sitting at the Slytherin table quietly pricked up their ears, waiting for Malfoy's answer.
However, the hostess' words interrupted their conversation and diverted their attention. The hostess told the bad news that many people refused to accept it for a semester with a serious face: "The person who didn't even mention his name is back."
When the video showed Voldemort's noseless flat face on TV in close-up, there was chaos in the Hogwarts auditorium, gasping for air, the sound of cups and plates falling, and screams of panic There was a mess, and the auditorium instantly became agitated like boiling water, and the mysterious man really came back.
After a short period of turmoil, there was a deathly silence. Although some Muggle-born wizards had heard about the Mysterious Man's deeds, those who had not experienced the First Wizarding War could not really understand why they were so frightened. Under the atmosphere of panic piled up in the air, no one dared to speak to break the silence.
And wizards who know something about that period of time know the horror of this person in front of them. His return means that the war has started again, it means death, and it means that the peace and happiness in the past will be far away from them...
Thick black smoke billowed around the mysterious man, and as soon as the green light flashed, the bald giant with astonishing power and lethality fell to the ground and died silently. Where the mysterious man pointed his fingers, those evil flames burst out from the ground, enveloping the Aurors who had no time to escape. In the place, death enveloped the monsters and wizards like a shadow, and the acromantulas that appeared in the room spread to both sides like a tide, as if they had changed from enemies to the mysterious man's subordinates, making way for him. a channel.
Horrified shrieks resounded from every corner of the auditorium, and panic spread and piled up in the auditorium. The wizards who had never faced death, saw the scene before them, even if they were not on the spot, they could still feel the fear of death. Frightened, some cowardly witches and even professors no longer dared to look at them and covered their faces, but the mournful wailing of the burned wizard echoed in their ears. This was simply a nightmare.
But as if it was just the darkness before dawn, in front of the high arch, a close-up of Alan Harris' confident face appeared on the TV screen, and he proposed to have a 1-on-1 fair duel with Voldemort.
The auditorium was like boiling hot water, and it became restless in an instant. Even if he is the best student in Hogwarts history, the champion of the Goblet of Fire, and the best Seeker in the world, that doesn't mean he can Fight against the scariest mystery man alive today.
Everyone's eyes wandered around the long table and professor's bench in Ravenclaw, and found that Alan Harris was really not there. Many wizards who had good friends with Alan in the school couldn't help feeling a little worried, and some worriedly picked themselves up. The clothes on the chest, and the Muggle-born wizards have already made prayer movements, and some emotionally fragile little witches and a few little wizards have tears rolling in their eyes.
As Allen walked around the field, the blue flames rose, dancing around the high stage like huge jumping notes.
"Grindelwald's spell! This kind of magic almost destroyed the whole of Paris!" When Grindelwald initiated the reform period, some relatives of his family in France died because of this magic. Several pure-blood wizards recognized This magic—although most of the other pure-blood wizards were just as bewildered by it as were their half-blood and Muggle-born classmates.
In the middle of this high platform, the green burning tip of Voldemort's wand, and the crackling lightning gathered at the port of Allen's wand made the entire Hogwarts auditorium extremely quiet, and everyone held their breath. As the spells flew and exploded, many wizards were killed and strangled to pieces by the overflowing spells because they were too close. They could imagine what kind of frightening magical power would erupt from it.
Ron was a little stunned and said to Harry, who was shocked even after seeing it once, "I thought those legends about ancient spells in the history of magic were just talking nonsense, but I didn't expect someone to actually use them..."
The silence in the auditorium was not broken until seeing the deep hell fiend summoned by Allen stuck motionless between Allen and Voldemort.
"Alan summoned the devil Bayer?"
"No, but Voldemort is using the Banishing Curse to fight for control of this pit fiend."
"If you hesitate, you will lose. Alan must not lose!"
There was a commotion in the auditorium. Although there was no movement between Allen and Voldemort at this time, there was an undercurrent between them, which was far more dangerous than the fierce fight just now.
Everyone stared at the screen, some leaned on their friends, and some clenched their fists under their chins. At this time, even Ron, who was not against Allen, forgot the hostility towards him in his heart. , I can't help but sweat for Alan-their little things are nothing compared to the harm Voldemort has brought to the wizarding world, Ron's mother Molly Prewett's brother and a few close relatives , was killed by Death Eaters during the First Wizarding War.
A moment later, a huge explosion sounded from the TV, and the fiend in hell exploded, and the wizard robe on Voldemort's body became tattered, revealing some tree-like burns caused by Allen's lightning magic before. The following scenes were directly edited to show that Voldemort, covered in cold sweat, took out the ring of fire in a panic and was about to take Bella away. Suddenly, the wizards in the auditorium screamed, and the roof of the auditorium seemed to be blown off by the sudden burst of cheers. In the same way, amidst the stormy cheers, the emotional wizards waved their hands vigorously, clapped their hands, screamed and jumped, and vented their emotions.
They hugged and celebrated this rare victory with the people around them, and some people patted their chests to calm down their excited emotions. At this time, in the hearts of the little wizards, the joy of hearing that Dumbledore is about to return just now was replaced by witnessing the birth of a new savior. Whether Harry Potter is the savior or not, they can’t see it, it’s just a legend , but Allen did beat the mysterious man away in front of them.
Alan Harris is now the true savior in the minds of most British wizards.