In the Ministry of Magic's surveillance room, countless huge screens covered the walls of the room. Every movement in the Ministry of Magic could be observed. At this moment, the largest display screen in the middle of the room was showing the Hall of Death, showing the chaotic battle in the ring-shaped room.
"Is it done? Is it done?" Penello stood up straight from leaning against the door frame. She was so anxious that she kept jumping on the spot. Hermione also turned her head and looked over, her hand reaching for the wand hidden in her sleeve. Previously, they were restricted from participating in the battle before Lord Voldemort came out to avoid any accidents.
Mr. Owen Harris had just nodded when Penello dashed out of the door. She only ran a few steps before her body was wrapped in black smoke and disappeared. "Isn't it faster to cast it on the spot? Why did you run … "Hermione narrowed her eyes and stared at the spot where Penello disappeared. She couldn't help but mock her before leaving the surveillance room with Transfiguration.
"Protect them," Owen Harris ordered the four-eyed man and Viktor, who had taken out their magic wands and were about to chase after them.
Connelly Foggy didn't care about their whereabouts at all. His bald head was covered in sweat, but he didn't even think of taking out a handkerchief to wipe them dry. His lips opened and closed, and he kept muttering in a low voice, "It's over, it's over, he's really back."
"Connelly, I'll give you a chance to resign." Owen Harris put his arms on the desk and leaned forward slightly, approaching Connelly Foggy. "For the sake of our relationship, I won't hold you responsible like I did Crouch."
Foggy was stunned. "Owen, you already knew that the mysterious person …" He suddenly realized that Harris already knew that Lord Voldemort had really returned. Harris was only using this opportunity to provoke him to go against Dumbledore.
"Connelly, you didn't just hide the truth about Lord Voldemort's return from the masses. You didn't just fail in your duty. Look at this." With that, Owen Harris put a triangular disc into the device and played it for Foggy. Not only did it show Umrich admitting that she was the one who released the Dementors, but it also showed the clip of her using the Unforgivable Curse on Harry. Of course, the part about Umrich saying that Foggy didn't know about it was edited out.
"I didn't know. I didn't order this." Foggy was shocked. He had no idea what Umrich did. If Umrich appeared in front of Foggy at this moment, he would even want to use the Unforgivable Curse on her. What was she thinking?
Owen Harris crossed his arms and said calmly, "No one will believe that you're innocent. She's always been one of your people. Hand over your power and persuade your people to surrender. I can let you resign with dignity, and you won't be as disgraced as Barty Crouch. I'm willing to give you this opportunity because I personally believe that you wouldn't order Umrich to do these things. Although you're not smart enough, you're obviously not that bad."
The hall of the Department of Mysteries was chaotic. Spells of various colors were intertwined in the air. Roars of anger, cries of pain, giant footsteps, and clueless noises were mixed in. The giant eight-eyed spider was crawling on the ceiling, looking for a target.
However, the thing that caught the attention of the wizards present was the arched platform at the bottom of the Death Hall, which was once used as the death chamber.
Blue flames rose and burned fiercely, bursting with chilling magic power. This made the scene of the battle between Allen and Lord Voldemort blurry. Aura and the Death Eaters could not help but pay attention to the duel between the top wizards. Even though many of them lost their lives because of distraction, it did not stop their curiosity.
Judging from the occasional green light of Avada's Death Curse, the crackling lightning bolts from the blue flames, the low vibrating sound of the silver shield, the angry roars, and the giant tentacles that were flung higher than the flames, one could infer that the battle was very intense. Many wizards had already lost their lives to the overflowing curses when they got too close.
Only the elite wizards had the strength to try to walk down the stairs to observe the duel at a close distance, and Bellatrix Lestrange was one of them. She was staring with her eyes wide open and whipping the Aura that wanted to cast spells on her. When her black whip wrapped around the neck of an Aura, she could not help but try to look through the flames to the platform, where her master was dueling.
Feeling the tightness of the whip in her hand, Bellatrix pulled it back with all her might. She then raised her hand and swung it. The Auror, who was already suffocated to death by the whip, flew into the air and collided with a Death Eater who was also flying in the air.
Bellatrix looked up and saw a beautiful female Aura in an H94 uniform at the top of the stairs. She had also retracted her whip and turned it back into a wand. Their eyes met.
Looking at the female Aura with her head held high, Bellatrix felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. The whip in her hand turned into a wand and she waved it cruelly to the right. A green light flashed and a burly Aura fell to the ground silently. Bellatrix found that the female Aura's movements were as neat as her own, and it was obvious that she was an imitator. However, the female Aura made a Death Eater suffer a fatal curse almost at the same time her curse hit the female Aura.
Bellatrix looked at the actions of the young lady who was obviously a little similar to her and shouted in her baby falsetto voice, "Ahahaha, come down and play, little girl!"
The female Aura just stuck out her long tongue and licked her chin, ignoring the advice of a little witch with thick, messy brown hair and bright brown eyes who was also wearing a uniform. She strode over the stairs and the corpses and began to move towards Bella.
Although the two of them had not started to attack each other directly, they were constantly provoking each other. No matter what kind of curse Bellatrix used to kill an Aura, Penello would use the same method to kill a Death Eater. Even if Bella caught an Aura with her whip and used the Hand of Victor's imitator given to her by her master to suck the Death Eater into pieces like a weathered mummy, the female Aura opposite her used some unknown method to kill the Death Eater and turned it into powder that dissipated in the air to achieve a similar effect.
Bellatrix laughed even more excitedly. She attacked while waiting for Penello to come closer. She finally understood what the familiarity was. The Aura's eyes showed the enjoyment of killing during the battle, and the fanatical look when she looked at the high arched gate. This female Aura was obviously the same as her, and her master was obviously Allen Harris.
And this beautiful female Aura, also known as Penello Crivat, had obviously confirmed the other party's identity from the very beginning. This released the desire to kill that she had suppressed for half a year. Although Bellatrix and Rodolphus were married, from her eyes, she could see that the person she loved the most was at the arched gate. The person Bellatrix loved the most was dueling with the person Penello loved the most in the blue flame. So, shouldn't Bellatrix and Penello have a winner outside the blue flame? For this reason, Penello even forced Hermione, who she thought could only be a follower in the battle, to stay where she was. He did not even bring a member of the Umbrella and came alone.
"Ha! There's nothing more refreshing and romantic than this! "Although they did not say it out loud, at least at this time, their hearts were in agreement.
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