Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 408, Section 402: Potter Blocks the Dark Lord

Voldemort thought to himself that he was extremely pleased at this moment. Although he had not rescued any of his subordinates, he had learned a very important "good news".

This news is more worthy of celebration than the rescue of any of my subordinates.

Just then, a commotion arose not far away, accompanied by the clanging of the "magic elevator." All the passageways of the Ministry of Magic opened, and countless people poured into the hall.

It was morning. Time to clock in at the Ministry of Magic.

As "corporate slaves," the Ministry of Magic staff are never a minute early or a second late; they arrive at the exact second the workday begins.

They arrived at the Ministry of Magic at almost the same time.

People stared in astonishment at the scene of chaos in the Ministry of Magic's main hall.

Looking around helplessly, his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the direction where Dumbledore and the others were.

Then they all fell on the 'bald' one in front of him.

They stared blankly at Voldemort, who stood proudly upright.

Although most of them did not recognize Voldemort, the fact that he could stand up to Dumbledore and a group of Aurors, coupled with his terrifying magical power like an abyss, made his identity self-evident.

that man

That one whose name cannot be mentioned.

A mysterious person.

The Dark Lord.

Voldemort!

came back!

Disorder began to break out in the crowd, and fear spread.

Voldemort slowly turned around, revealing a chilling smile to the crowd. His undisguised malice was terrifying from the inside out, and a coldness from the depths of his heart permeated his entire being.

The next moment, he raised his hands high above his head.

"Hehehe."

"You will all die!"

With a maniacal laugh, it vanished in a puff of black smoke before everyone's eyes.

Phantom appears.

Throughout the entire process, Harry Potter and Dumbledore simply watched without making any unnecessary movements or even attempting to stop each other, as if they were letting the other leave.

Voldemort's departure was like cold water poured into boiling oil; the crowd instantly erupted into chaos.

Screams, terror, and curses erupted in chaos.

"Calm down, don't panic."

At the crucial moment, it was Dumbledore who spoke. His words seemed to possess a certain magic, gradually calming the restless crowd. A warm current rose within them, dispelling the chill brought by Voldemort.

People's eyes turned to Dumbledore, and a glimmer of hope began to rise.

It's Dumbledore!

The greatest white wizard who struck fear into Voldemort's heart more than a decade ago!

However, before Dumbledore could speak again, someone else spoke first.

"Why didn't you keep him?! You should have been able to! How could you let him go?!"

Scrimgeour, who hadn't dared to utter a sound when Voldemort left, was the first to yell at Dumbledore after Voldemort's departure.

"Don't you know how serious the consequences of letting him go would be?!"

He stormed toward Dumbledore, seemingly demanding an explanation.

Just as his hand was about to touch Dumbledore's clothes, a spell sent him flying.

He struggled to stand up, but a foot kicked him hard in the chest, knocking him back to the ground.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, in what capacity are you speaking to Professor Dumbledore?"

Dudley looked down at Scringer from his high vantage point.

Yes, Voldemort's guess was absolutely correct; the "Harry Potter" in front of him was Dudley in disguise.

He was still using Harry Potter's appearance at this moment.

"Auror?"

"I'm sorry, the Aurors' performance today has disappointed Director Burns."

"Minister Fouché is very disappointed."

"Professor Dumbledore was very disappointed."

"I'm very disappointed."

He didn't give Scrimgeour a chance to speak at all, using "disappointment" several times in a row, which left the Aurors, who were already furious because their master had been insulted, speechless.

Their performance today was truly ineffective.

"Whose incompetence allowed Voldemort to escape? Mr. Scrimgeour, as the head of the Auror office, you should be able to answer my question."

Upon hearing the name "Voldemort," everyone's hearts, which had just calmed down, jumped into their throats once again.

"Do you want me to say that all of you combined couldn't withstand one of his curses? Is this the Auror you've led? You can't use the efforts of others to cover up your incompetence, Mr. Scrimgeour."

Upon hearing Dudley's reprimand, all the Aurors lowered their heads in unison.

While it's true that this is the case, asking them to admit it in front of so many people is...

Scrimgeour was furious. It was clearly Dumbledore's inaction, but Potter was twisting the truth and pointing his finger at him, calling him incompetent.

"We all saw it, Dumbledore could clearly..."

He was interrupted again by Dali before he could finish speaking.

"What?! If it weren't for saving you bunch of idiots, how could Professor Dumbledore have gotten injured?!"

"Injured? How is that possible?!"

Scrimgeour's first reaction was disbelief.

Dudley then yanked open Dumbledore's right sleeve, revealing an arm that had turned pitch black and was emitting wisps of black gas.

It's obvious. This is the result of being under a curse, and a malevolent one at that.

Dudley's gaze swept casually over the crowd. Among them were several Ministry of Magic officials who looked at Dumbledore's blackened arm, their eyes flickering as if they were thinking about something. Among them were Pierce Sinkness and Coban Yaxley.

Scrimgeour was dumbfounded. He had thought it was Dumbledore, but it turned out to be an injured man. If the Dark Lord had continued fighting just now, given the power he had displayed...

Thinking of this, Scrimgeour couldn't help but shudder.

"Lianlian, you're no match for him either?"

At this moment, his voice began to tremble, completely lacking the courage he had when attacking Voldemort.

"I don't think now is the time to discuss this."

Amelia spoke up, and only then did the others realize that the Director of the Magic Law Enforcement Division, who had disappeared not long ago, had returned.

Fudge is not here; his entire faction perished in the First Trial Chamber.

"Minister Fudge has suffered a serious injury, and Director Burns will temporarily assume the duties of Minister of Magic."

Amelia gave Percy a meaningful look, then quickly took on the responsibility of being in charge and began to arrange the work.

"We all saw it, Mr. Potter blocked that villain."

Suddenly, someone among the Aurors whispered something, and the other Aurors echoed it.

Soon, the rumor that "Harry Potter will become Dumbledore's successor to fight against the Man of Darkness" spread by word of mouth.

The name Harry Potter itself is legendary. He "defeated" Voldemort as an infant, and now he has once again defeated that villain.

(End of this chapter)