If Dumbledore had left ten minutes late, he might have seen a good play.


    Voldemort broke into the Ministry of magic with a hundred and ten men. It was a familiar road, just like going back to his own home.


    "Woo woo!"


    The alarm sounded everywhere.


    In the red light, Voldemort sneered.


    I heard Soren broke into the Ministry of magic alone.


    Today, he also came to such a show, which is really majestic.


    The Dark Lord is not weaker than people in his life~


    "Kill!"


    With a wave of his little hand, Voldemort''s eyes flashed a terrible cold light.


    Before those Aurors come back, he vows to wash this place with blood!


    "Roar!"


    Under the hands of the Voldemort, most of the prisoners were previously imprisoned in Azkaban. They had a long grudge against the Ministry of magic. Now that you have such a chance to act wildly, you can''t make a scene.


    People hide?


    No problem.


    Then smash things and set fire.


    These things don''t need to be taught at all.


    In those days, Soren''s fierce fire said that it burned out the majesty of the Ministry of magic. In fact, it also burned the floor tiles of the front door hall.


    Now, it''s really on fire, and it''s a big fire.


    The red fire waves are raging wildly


    On the other side, the minister''s office.


    "What should I do?"


    Old fudge walked around the office anxiously, thinking for a long time without any idea. He did not count Voldemort''s daring to come to the Ministry of magic.


    Now there is only an empty shell in the Ministry of magic, which is full of clerical people who can''t lift their hands and shoulders. Three or two big cats and two kittens are not enough to serve as dishes for others.


    "Minister, take us out to fight the Death Eaters!" "Now they are attacking the magic law enforcement department on the second floor. The situation is very bad. My colleagues can''t stop it soon!" "Mr. fudge, you talk!"


    In the office, the projection of seven or eight people couldn''t help shouting.


    Fudge was confused and constantly tangled between the two options of taking the initiative and sticking to waiting for rescue.


    "Minister!"


    Afraid of doing wrong, afraid of not doing it.


    When Soren came to attack, cornelli Although fudge showed some advice, he at least had the courage to fight with the other king.


    And now?


    After so many things, old Fudge''s courage became smaller. When he did things before and after, he hesitated and hesitated. Others stopped talking. Even those members of the Ministry of magic were angry.


    Such a waste thing, is it their immediate boss?


    "All departments pay attention to the movement outside all the time, and then... Stick to the original place!"


    No matter how others shouted, old fudge seemed to be immersed in his inner world.


    At last, his solemn face interrupted all magic communication.


    be it so.


    "Stay where you are?"


    How can you stick to it when you''ve been bullied?


    The Ministry of magic is an office, not a fortress and trench!


    After hearing old Fudge''s words, many magic department members were dumbfounded.


    In particular, the various departments of the magic law enforcement department under attack.


    This word is like a knife, which makes people''s hearts bleed.


    The second floor, Auror''s office.


    "No matter what you think, I decided to fight and do my part."


    Those who can be Auror are elites.


    Since you enjoy superior treatment, you have to bear the same responsibility.


    An Auror resolutely opened his mouth and put his fist on his heart.


    "I will use my life to stop evil. Brothers, will you join me?"


    The other Aurors in the office didn''t speak much and silently took out their magic wand - it was their turn to take turns today. They thought they could relax without going out to hunt down fugitives. Unexpectedly, they met such a thing.


    However, met also met.


    It''s just war!


    "Go."


    They are all brothers who live and die. Auror, who takes the lead, is very moved.


    The party did not talk nonsense, but ran out directly, leaving only the old lame man in a cell jumping and scolding constantly.


    "Let me out, damn beast, let me out! Who will tell me what''s going on outside?"


    Ninth floor, Department of mystery affairs.


    If the Aurors in Auror''s office are all elites, these people in the Department of mystery affairs are the elites among the elites.


    At this time, the round table hall, which was not usually crowded, was filled with solemn looking members of the Department of mystery affairs.


    They did not speak, quietly watching the dense smoke in the stone basin form ferocious and fierce faces, and unconsciously frowned.


    "How many people can be dispatched now."


    Finally, won threw his mouth and took the initiative to speak.


    "Almost seven or eight people?"


    Felina''s not sure.


    There are not many people in their secret affairs department, and many still can''t get away. It''s very rare to squeeze out seven or eight people as living combat power.


    "So many people... That''s enough."


    Won touched the sobbing beard on his chin.


    "As long as we can hold it and wait until the brothers who go out to perform the task come back, we will win."


    The "Death Eaters" who came to attack outside were only a hundred or so people, obviously with the intention of firing a shot and running away. Like a mirror in his heart, this restless Voldemort is making a threat to their ministry of magic.


    Forget it, Liwei, just Liwei.


    The negative face has been lost


    The task now is to minimize losses.


    Among them, the Department of mystery affairs and the warehouse of contraband are the top priorities. It''s not that human life is worthless, but once something in these two places is leaked, it''s not just the people of the Ministry of Magic who are at risk.


    "Then come on, don''t die."


    Felina pushed the gold glasses on the bridge of her nose.


    Although she was smiling, there was no smile in her eyes.


    Out of this door, life and death are unpredictable.


    In her way, she is sending high respect to these colleagues.


    Hogwarts, eighth floor.


    "What?"


    Dumbledore just sat down. Before he could sit still, he suddenly heard the bad news in his ear.


    Voldemort walked back and forth with him?


    What a coincidence!


    "That''s it. Now I''m going there as" Soren "to help the Ministry of magic. Mr. headmaster, hurry up, too. If you''re late, you don''t know what disaster will happen. "


    Klein''s words were frightening, but there was no anxiety in his tone.


    Dumbledore heard his teeth ache.


    Is Voldemort crazy? It''s not prestige to fight guerrillas everywhere. He wants to go wild in the Ministry of magic?


    Thinking of this, the old man was very angry.


    Don''t think it''s great to have Horcruxes. If Voldemort dares to rely on them, it''s a big mistake!


    "Ha ha."


    Break the "secret spell" and Klein smiled.


    Beside him, the masked Nagini and Tom didn''t know why.


    "Lord?"


    They looked at each other and spoke in unison.


    "Cough, nothing... Tom, you remember, I''ll give you the town later. You can''t lose my people."


    With a smile from the corners of his mouth, Klein put on a serious expression.


    Ministry of magic, close at hand.