Chapter 579: The Order of the Phoenix Is ​​Full of Talents, but Can only Help Mad-Eye Collect His Body (1/2)

Chapter 579 The Order of the Phoenix is ​​full of talents, but it can only help Mad-Eye collect his body

"Shut up, Mundungus." Moody glared at him fiercely and continued, "Okay, Granger, do as agreed!"

Hermione did not hesitate at all and quickly pulled a few hairs from Harry's head.

"Excuse me." Moody uncorked the bottle of Polyjuice Potion, "Put it in here."

Harry's hair was thrown into the muddy liquid, white foam overflowed from the bottle, and the potion turned into a clear golden color.

Moody smiled with satisfaction, "Fake Potter, line up."

After the voice fell, Fred, George, Hermione, Ron, Mundungus, and Molly stood together consciously.

"Those of you who have never drunk Polyjuice Potion before, please pay attention." Moody limped to Fred and handed him the potion in his hand, "It tastes like goblin urine."

"You must have drunk a lot of it before, Mad-Eye?"

Moody's face suddenly darkened, and the scars on his face became more hideous.

"Just to lighten the mood!" Fred took a sip of the Polyjuice Potion with a guilty conscience, and then passed the bottle to George, who passed it to the next person after he drank it.

The appearance of the six people began to change, their facial features twisted, like a woodworm crawling under the skin. Hermione, Mundungus, and Molly grew taller, while Ron, Fred, and George shrank down. Even their hair turned black, and their hairstyle and length changed.

"Wow, we are all the same." Fred and George said in unison.

"Not yet." Moody opened a sack, which contained a pile of identical clothes.

"If the clothes are too small, change them to larger ones, and if they are too large, change them to smaller ones.

In addition, there are glasses, don't forget to wear them.

After changing, each person took a backpack and an owl sample from another sack."

Harry stared blankly at the six people changing their clothes in front of him, and felt it was very strange.

The most important thing was that they didn't cover up much, so he had almost no privacy.

"Can't you get something sportier?" Fred said somewhat unsatisfied.

"I really don't like this color." George said.

"What do you mean by like or not? You are no longer yourself.

Harry, you have to change too."

A few minutes later, seven neatly dressed and bespectacled Harry Potters were mixed together, and it was hard to tell who was real and who was fake.

"Mundungus, you follow me, I have to keep an eye on you." Moody said seriously, "As for Harry... the real Harry, you follow Hagrid."

"Bill and Molly are in one group, Miss Granger and Kingsley are in one group, and you two groups ride the Thestrals.

Ron, you and Tonks are in one group, Fred and George... whichever one goes with Remus, the other goes with Arthur."

"Sixteen years ago, I sent you here, you were smaller than a Bowtruckle." Hagrid looked at the real Harry and said, "So today I should take you away from here."

"Yeah, it's really touching." Moody muttered, "Let's go!"

The fourteen people were divided into seven groups, riding on brooms and Thestrals respectively, and the real Harry sat in the sidecar of Hagrid's motorcycle.

"Go to the Burrow, where we will meet." Moody said, "Listen to me count to three."

"Hold on, Harry." Hagrid started the motorcycle, making a rumbling sound.

"One, two, three..."

The word 'three' fell, and seven groups of people rushed into the sky at the same time.

"They set off." Sirius said in his mind, "But the Death Eaters also set off. Oh no, the Death Eaters seem to have formed a siege."

"Keep calm. The more you need to stay calm at this time."

"It's easy for you to say that. How can I stay calm?"

"I sent Abe because I was worried that you would be impulsive. He won't help you without my order."

"You..." Sirius' forehead was full of black lines, "You are really good!"

"Thank you for the compliment. Let me tell you about their grouping first!"

"Uh... Bill and Kingsley each brought two Thestrals that Harry rode, Hagrid brought one motorcycle that Harry rode, and the rest all rode flying brooms. Harry should be in a group with Mad-Eye."

"This group can be ruled out." Aaron said without hesitation, "You can guess that the Death Eaters can definitely guess it."

"Maybe they predicted your prediction!" Sirius said unconvinced. He still insisted on his own opinion. Following Mad-Eye Moody, Harry is the safest.

"That doesn't matter. After all, I'm not Harry Potter's godfather."

Sirius felt a flock of crows flying overhead. Just as he was about to say something, he was attracted by the screams and flickering lights in the distance.

"The fight has started. Let's go over there quickly." Sirius said anxiously.

"It's not the right time yet." Aaron refused. "If a stranger joins the battle, both sides will regard you as an enemy at the same time. You can only act after they separate."

"But..."

"After confirming that Hermione is safe, Abe will cooperate with you, so... obey orders."

"Got it."

At this time, dozens of Death Eaters had already started a chaotic battle with the seven escort teams in the clouds.

The Death Eaters were stunned when they saw seven identical Harry Potters. They knew the specific time so they could ambush in advance, but the substitute plan undoubtedly caught them off guard.

Unable to tell which one was the real Harry Potter, they had no choice but to split up and attack in groups of several people.

Sirius looked palely at the green and red lights that kept flashing in the night sky. He held the wand tightly in his hand, looking extremely tormented.

Fortunately, this torment did not last long. The sidecar motorcycle roared and turned in the air at an extremely dangerous angle. Several Death Eaters in front of them subconsciously dodged and let them break out of the encirclement.

Others also broke out from different directions. Each group was followed by at least four Death Eaters. The pursuers of Moody's group almost doubled.

"Is it all right?" Sirius asked anxiously, "They have separated."

"It's all right, Abe."

Abe heard Aaron's voice and immediately increased his speed, rushing towards a skinny Thestral with Sirius.

"Kingsley, Granger and him are in the same group?"

Sirius gradually approached the four Death Eaters chasing Kingsley and 'Harry', and quickly raised his wand.

The four Death Eaters had no defense behind them. Two of them were shot down from high altitude by the red light, and the other two luckily escaped. After all, it was not easy to aim at high speed.

The two Death Eaters looked at each other tacitly, and both understood that they were ambushed.

One of them continued to chase Harry Potter, and the other made a sharp turn in the air and found Sirius floating in the air, but with almost only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Who is it?"

"Don't stand there, since you've been discovered, kill him." Aaron said lightly, "As for the other one, don't worry about it. Even if they can't handle him in a two-on-one situation, they can still get rid of him."

Sirius didn't waste any words and quickly fired a spell. The Death Eater on the opposite side controlled the broom to dodge and launched a counterattack.

The red and green spells collided continuously in mid-air, and Sirius quickly gained the upper hand. After all, he didn't have to divide his energy to control the flying broom.

At this time, a ball of fire suddenly appeared above Sirius's head. Sensing the danger, the Death Eater almost instinctively wanted to dodge, but it was still a step too late.

The flying broom was burned by the flames for a full third, and he himself was hit by the spell and fell to the ground like a fallen leaf.

"Didn't you say it wouldn't help me?" Sirius asked puzzledly.

"Kill him, Abe won't be exposed.

I don't need to remind you what killing means to silence a witness!"

Sirius pursed his lips and shivered.

"Never mind, let's go after Harry first." Sirius said, and then asked Abe to take him to fly in the direction of Mad-Eye.

Abe was very fast, and soon caught up with Moody and the 'Harry Potter' he was escorting, but he didn't get too close, just followed from a distance.

"Voldemort, he actually came in person." Sirius saw the black-robed man who suddenly appeared in the air, and murmured in his heart in disbelief.

"He must come in person." Aaron said, "The prophecy requires him to kill Harry Potter with his own hands. How can he end the prophecy if he doesn't come?"

"Let Abe take me there!" Sirius pleaded, "I know I can't beat him, but it's good to help Moody share some of the pressure."

"That won't do." Aaron refused bluntly, "Once you start, Voldemort will find that my Disillusionment Curse can't deceive his eyes. He will definitely see Abe, which will be disadvantageous to me."

"Why do you care so much at this time?" Sirius said anxiously, "If you don't help Mad-Eye and Harry, it will be over."

"Helping and dying are two different things." Aaron said in a deep voice, "Alastor must be ready to sacrifice. You can take this opportunity to help others out of danger. At least there is still time to save one."

"What about Harry?" Sirius was full of worries. The prophecy said that one of Harry and Voldemort must die at the hands of the other, and it might come true tonight.

"I've already told you this isn't true. If you don't listen, I'll let Abe take you back."

"What if it's true?" Sirius struggled to raise his wand, "You can punish me any way you want when we get back, but I can't turn a blind eye."

He thought it through. Even if he couldn't get close, there were other ways to help Moody. Just let Voldemort notice that there were people here.

"Self-righteous." Aaron curled his lips in disdain. He had expected this situation. If Sirius didn't listen, Abe could knock him out with a headbutt.

But before he could make a move, Harry, who was protected by Moody, suddenly made a voice that didn't belong to him, "It's not me. You got the wrong person."

Sirius' hand holding the wand froze in mid-air. The Death Eaters and even Voldemort who were chasing him were also stunned for a moment.

"You coward." Moody cursed angrily. He really didn't make a mistake. This bastard really wanted to be a deserter.

Mundungus felt wronged. It was okay for him to gather intelligence, but if Moody hadn't forced him, he didn't want to participate in this life-threatening job.

If it was just ordinary Death Eaters chasing them, it would be fine. Mad-Eye's fighting ability was not bad. It was not a problem for one to fight five. Although there were more than ten here, if he was lucky, his life might not be in danger.

But now Voldemort was chasing them personally. The Dark Lord wanted to kill Harry Potter himself. If he didn't reveal his identity, the fake Harry would become a real cannon fodder.

His life was important. He didn't want to die unclearly.

"Look, I didn't mean to be real just now!" Aaron's mocking voice sounded in Sirius' mind, "But your Order of the Phoenix is ​​really full of talents!"

"This..." Sirius was speechless, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

"Kill Mad-Eye." Voldemort said coldly, then turned around and chased after the others.

As for Mundungus, he didn't care at all. His death was irrelevant. His survival was just leaving a coward to the Order of the Phoenix, which was not a bad thing.

The Death Eaters received the order and pointed their wands at the surrounded Alastor Moody.

Before, they didn't dare to kill because they had the "shield" of "Harry Potter" for fear of causing the displeasure of the Dark Lord.

But now they have no scruples. If they didn't catch the real Harry Potter, killing Mad-Eye would be a great achievement.

Sirius anxiously watched Moody dodge and struggle in various spells, barely fighting back but to no avail, and was at a loss for a while.

"Hurry, we have to do something."

"You won't change anything if you stay here." Aaron sighed, "You can only collect his body if you stay here, go help others."

"But..."

"Don't say but, it's easy to choose between being buried with Alastor who is doomed to die and helping two members of the Order of the Phoenix escape from danger, although it's a pity."

"I don't accept this choice." Sirius gritted his teeth in agony. This is not a business, and watching his companions die in battle is not his style.

"There are many obstacles." Sirius decisively shot a spell at the battle group. He didn't ask for any results. As long as he could attract some Death Eaters, it would be enough. As for what happened next, he couldn't care so much.

Snap!

The huge white wings suddenly opened, blocking the translucent spell.

"Roar..."

A low roar came from behind. Abe glared at him fiercely, and then angrily folded up the wings that had grown more than ten times larger.

"What are you doing?" Sirius cursed in grief and anger.

"Mr. Black, you may have forgotten a fact.

Your choice is not important at all, what is important is my choice." Aaron responded lightly, "Maybe you will think I am cold-blooded, but I am not familiar with Alastor Moody, and he is not worth my risk.

By the way, Abe just said it hurts, you need to make up for it when you go back."

Sirius:......

"Then I can only watch it like this?"

"Go and help others, then you don't have to watch.

I am not negotiating with you, of course you can choose to come back."

After the voice fell, Sirius flew uncontrollably in the opposite direction.

He couldn't stop Abe, so he could only turn his head helplessly to pay attention to the battle situation, and then he saw a heartbreaking scene.

Alastor's flying broom was broken into pieces, and he was hit by several evil curses, blood fell like rain, and his body fell from the night sky.

"No!"

Sirius screamed loudly, but couldn't make any sound. He stretched out his hand to grab something but was powerless.

In desperation, he threw a black package in the direction where Alastor fell. Perhaps, as Aaron said, all he could do was to help Moody collect the body so that he would not be humiliated by the Death Eaters later.