The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 449 Fierce Battle

When Harry woke up, he found himself in an office in the Ministry of Magic. The upper half of the door seemed to have been shattered by magic, and only the lower half was still connected to the door frame by copper hinges. It was swaying in the wind brought by the spells and the stones stirred up from the wall.

It was obvious that Harry had not been unconscious for long. The Death Eaters and the members of the Order of the Phoenix were still fighting fiercely outside. Harry looked out and found that the members of the Order of the Phoenix had protected him. They blocked the only exit on the corridor outside to stop the crazy Death Eaters who wanted to rush in.

Just as the Phoenix Order's defense was about to collapse, cheers came from the Death Eaters, and Harry felt a burst of pain in his forehead.

"It's Voldemort, he's coming." After saying this, Moody broke through the door and rushed in, then carried Harry and threw him into the elevator, which was already waiting here, and the fence was also open. Moody hit the button marked "Main Hall" with his fist and yelled at Harry. "We can't stop him for too long, you have to get out of here quickly."

After saying that, Moody turned back and continued to fight. The door closed and Harry gradually rose. Looking at the chaotic corridor, he clenched the prophecy ball in his hand, knowing that only by taking this thing out would everyone's efforts be worthwhile.

"Do you think you can really escape?" Harry couldn't wait to squeeze out before the gate was fully opened. But just as he ran to the Magic Brothers Fountain, a hissing voice like a snake said.

Following the sound, Harry saw a thin, black-masked, snake-like face behind him. The face was pale and haggard, and the scarlet eyes with pupils like slits stared at him. Voldemort appeared in the center of the hall, his wand pointed at Harry. Harry suddenly stood there stiffly, unable to move. Even though the scar on his head was producing waves of intense pain like a tide.

"Hand over the prophecy, and I can mercifully grant you a painless death." Voldemort said softly, staring at Harry with his scarlet, cold eyes. "Hurry up, your resistance is meaningless."

"You'll never get it." When the pain in the scar on his forehead reached a peak, Harry felt that his body had regained control. He manipulated his right arm, which was as heavy as a lead block, and slammed the prophecy ball down.

It was obvious that Voldemort was overconfident, so he did not react until Harry dropped the prophecy. The prophecy shattered on the polished marble floor of the hall, and a pearl-colored figure with huge eyes rose into the air. Harry could see its mouth opening and closing, but neither he nor Voldemort heard anything: the sound of the fountain covered up the not-so-loud sound in the prophecy.

"I have nothing to say to you, Potter," Voldemort suddenly calmed down after watching this scene, "You have been causing trouble for me for a long time, Avada Kedavra!"

Harry wanted to dodge to the side, but his heavy body couldn't support him to complete this activity. When he saw the green light coming straight at him, he felt his mind went blank.

Just when he thought he was going to die, the golden statue of the wizard in the fountain came to life, jumped off the pedestal, and landed with a thud on the floor between Harry and Voldemort, with his arms outstretched to protect Harry. The spell only grazed his chest.

"Dumbledore, why is it you?" Voldemort gasped, and the elevator fence opened again, and Bella climbed out. "Master, master, Dumbledore is here, and he has captured many people down there—" When she saw Dumbledore standing in front of the golden gate, she immediately shut up.

Voldemort immediately waved his wand, and a beam of green light rushed towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore turned around and dodged with agility that was not in line with his age. He only took a light step forward and appeared behind Voldemort. Then he waved his wand to command the statues in the fountain to move.

A wizard statue successfully pinned Bellatrix, whose legs were broken, to the ground, and her repeated attacks were ineffective. Another centaur statue pushed Harry back and used its body to cover him. At the same time, the other statues rushed towards Voldemort who was standing there.

"You are old, Dumbledore, and are no longer my opponent." Voldemort flashed to the other side of the hall just like Dumbledore did before. Then he sent a fatal spell to Dumbledore, but it still missed the target. It only burned a decorative banner hanging from the ceiling into a ball of fire. "But you have to know that the Aurors have been mobilized, as well as the strikers. They are on their way." Dumbledore still said in that calm tone. "It is not a good choice for you to come here today."

"What can more people do to me?" He conjured up a silver shield to block several powerful spells from Dumbledore, then turned the fire lines that Dumbledore had conjured up to wrap around him into poisonous snakes and attacked Dumbledore in the opposite direction.

Dumbledore swung his wand vigorously, and the snake was thrown high into the air and disappeared in a puff of smoke. At the same time, the phoenix Fawkes suddenly appeared and blocked Voldemort's sneak attack with the Killing Curse, which had teleported to the fountain behind Dumbledore: it burned into a ball of fire and fell to the ground, and then a baby bird poked its head out from the ashes on the floor.

At the same time, all the water in the fountain flew up, wrapping Voldemort in the water like amber wrapping a small insect. Then the water ball flew in the air as Voldemort struggled, while Dumbledore stretched out his arms with a serious face, as if hugging him, and used magic to maintain the water ball.

In the constantly rotating water ball, a black, rippling, blurry figure of Voldemort shimmered, and it could be seen that he was struggling hard to struggle out of this suffocating environment.

Finally, the water fell back into the pool with a loud splash, and a large amount of water gushed out of the pool, soaking the smooth floor. Voldemort broke free, and he was ready to escape at the same time.

"Master!" Bellatrix screamed.

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

He felt as if a monster suddenly took over his body, and at the same time, it made a hissing sound like a snake through its mouth. "Kill me now, Dumbledore -"

Just as Harry was fuzzy, the pain suddenly disappeared, and many voices echoed in the hall. After he picked up his glasses from beside him and put them on, he found that the main hall was full of people.

The fireplaces along the wall in the hall all emitted flames, and then a large number of wizards came out. Several wizards pointed at the fragments of the wizard statue that had just pressed Bellatrix and shouted, "We saw it, Mr. Fudge, I swear he is the mysterious man, he Apparated with a woman!"

At this moment Fudge also squeezed in from the back, breathing rapidly, his pajamas still visible under his robes. "Oh my God - here - here - at the Ministry! - God knows - it's unbelievable - I mean - how could this be -?"

"But the fact is, Fudge, you have been running on the wrong track for the past twelve months. I think I have a lot to tell you, but now I need to send Harry back first."

At this point Dumbledore walked to a fireplace and lit the fire, then said to Harry: "This fireplace is now connected to my office. All you have to do is shout Hogwarts. See you in half an hour."

Harry walked into the fireplace and called out Hogwarts, and his eyes began to spin. He left the Ministry of Magic.

(End of this chapter)