Harry woke up and found himself in an office in the Ministry of Magic, the top half of the door of the house that seemed to have been shattered by magic, except for the bottom half, which was still connected to the door frame by brass hinges, and the wind and stones that had been stirred up by the spells had swayed from the walls.

It was clear that Harry hadn't been in a coma for long. The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix were still fighting outside. Harry poked his head out and saw that the Order of the Phoenix had protected him. They blocked the only exit in the corridor outside, stopping the mad Death Eaters who wanted to rush in.

Just as the Order of the Phoenix's defenses were crumbling, cheers rang from the Death Eaters' side. At the same time, Harry felt a sharp pain in his forehead.

"It's Voldemort, he's coming. With that, Moody slammed the door and rushed in, then carried Harry and threw him into the lift, which was already waiting and the fence was open. Moody slammed his fist against the button labeled "Atrium" and yelled at Harry. "We can't stop him for too long, you have to get out of here. ”

With that, Moody turned around and went back to the fight. The door shut, and Harry rose ascent. Looking at the corridor in the melee, he clenched the prophecy ball in his hand, knowing that only by bringing this thing out could he live up to everyone's struggle.

"Do you think you can really escape?" Harry squeezed out before the fence door could be fully opened. But as soon as he ran to the edge of the Fountain of the Magic Brothers, a voice hissing like a snake spoke.

Following the reputation, Harry saw a thin, black-masked, snake-like face appear behind him. The face was pale and haggard, and the scarlet eyes with pupils like a slit were fixed on him—Voldemort appeared in the middle of the hall, his wand pointed at Harry, who stood there stiff, unable to move. Even if the scar on the top of the head produces waves of severe pain like a tide at this time.

"Hand over the Prophecy Orb, and I can mercifully grant you a painless death. Voldemort said softly, staring at Harry with his scarlet, cold eyes, "Hurry up, there's no point in your resistance." ”

"You don't want to get it. As the pain from the scar on his forehead reached a peak, Harry felt his body regain control. He manipulated his right arm, which was as heavy as a lump of lead, and slammed the prophecy ball down.

It was clear that Voldemort was overconfident, so he didn't react until Harry dropped the prophecy ball on the ground. The Prophecy Ball shattered on the smooth marble floor of the hall, and a pearl-colored figure with huge eyes rose into the air, and Harry could see its mouth open and close, but neither he nor Voldemort heard anything: the sound of the fountain drowning out the small sound of the Prophecy Ball.

"I don't have anything more to say to you, Potter," Voldemort suddenly calmed down as he watched the scene, "You've been making trouble for me for a long time, Avada asking for your life!"

Harry tried to dodge to the side, but his heavy body couldn't support him in the activity. He felt his mind go blank as he watched the green light go straight in front of him.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the golden wizard statue in the fountain came to life, and he jumped from the pedestal, slamming down on the floor between Harry and Voldemort, spreading his arms to protect Harry, the spell just brushing over his chest.

"Dumbledore, why are you?" Voldemort gasped as the elevator fence opened again and Bella climbed out. "Master, master, Dumbledore is here, and many of the people below have been caught by him-" At this point she saw Dumbledore standing in front of the golden gate, and immediately shut her mouth.

Voldemort immediately waved his wand, and a green light approached Dumbledore, Dumbledore turned around and dodged away with a dexterity that did not match his age, and he only took a slight step forward before appearing behind Voldemort. Then he waved his wand and commanded the statues in the fountain to move.

A statue of a wizard managed to crush Bellatrix, whose legs had been broken, to the floor, and her repeated attacks had no effect. The other centaur statue pushed Harry back and used his body as cover for him. At the same time, the other statues rushed towards Voldemort as he stood there.

"You're old, Dumbledore, and you're no match for me. Voldemort flashed to the other side of the hall just like Dumbledore had just done. He then cast a deadly spell on Dumbledore, but failed to hit the target. Just burned a decorative banner hanging from the roof into a ball of flames.

"But you know, the Aurors have been mobilized, and the strikers. They're already on their way. Dumbledore still said in that calm tone. "It's not a good choice for you to come here today. ”

"What can more people do to me?" conjured a silver shield to block several powerful spells from Dumbledore, and then turned the fireline that Dumbledore conjured up around him into a poisonous snake, attacking Dumbledore in the opposite direction.

Dumbledore flicked his wand loudly, and the snake was thrown high into the air and disappeared as a plume of smoke. At the same time, the sudden appearance of Phoenix Fawkes also blocked Voldemort's sneak attack with the Reel Charm, which teleported to the fountain behind Dumbledore: it burned into a cloud of flames and fell to the floor, after which a fledgling poked its head out of the ashes on the floor.

At the same time, all the water in the fountain flew up together, enveloping Voldemort in the water like amber wrapped in a small bug. The balloon then flew into the air as Voldemort struggled, and Dumbledore stretched out his arms with a serious face to maintain the balloon with magic.

In the swirling balloon, the figure of a black, rippling, and blurred Voldemort shimmered, and it was clear that he was struggling to break out of this suffocating environment.

Eventually, the raised water fell back into the pool with a thud, and a large amount of water gushed out of the pool, wetting the smooth floor. Voldemort broke free, and he was ready to flee.

"Master!" Bellatrix screamed.

Looking at Dumbledore's back, Harry felt as if his scars had exploded. An unprecedented pain swept through his entire mind.

He felt like a monster suddenly took possession of his body, and used his mouth to make a hissing snake sound. "Kill me now, Dumbledore—"

Just as Harry was confused, the pain suddenly disappeared, and many voices echoed through the hall. When he picked up his glasses from his side and put them on, he noticed that the main hall was crowded.

The row of fireplaces in the hall against the wall burst into flames, and a large number of wizards came out of it. Several wizards pointed to the fragments of the statue of the wizard holding Bellatrix and shouted, "We see it, Mr. Fudge, I swear he's the mystery man, he's holding a woman and apparitioned!"

At this time, Fudge also squeezed in from behind, he gasped quickly, and his pajamas could be seen in his robe. "Oh my God- here—here—here—— at the Ministry of Magic God is on top- it's unbelievable—I mean—how can this be——?"

"But here's the truth, Fudge, you've been running down the wrong line for the past twelve months. I think I have a lot to tell you, but now I need to send Harry back. ”

Speaking of which, Dumbledore walked over to a fireplace and lit the fire, then said to Harry, "Now that this fireplace is connected to my office, you can just call Hogwarts, and we'll see you in half an hour." ”

Harry walked into the fireplace and called out Hogwarts, and the sky began to spin in front of him. He left the Ministry of Magic.