A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 847 The Ministerial Struggle

Deep in the North Sea, the intensity of this battle could definitely be ranked among the top three in the last decade.

Voldemort, as the second Dark Lord, had already taken over the title of the most powerful wizard in an era when Dumbledore was old and old, and after being imprisoned by Grindelwald for fifty years and losing most of his magical power.

Even Dumbledore, the former world's strongest player, had to admit this.

William, having experienced many years in the time loop and received the heartfelt teachings of Dumbledore and Voldemort, is now approaching the top three in strength.

Of course, the former is active teaching, while the latter is passive teaching...

Even though these two powerful wizards weren't fighting at full strength, the destruction they caused was still incredibly terrifying.

Several kilometers away from the battlefield in the North Sea, the wizards on their way to Azkaban could hear the continuous explosions.

And violent magical fluctuations.

Therefore, most people believed Granger's claim that the Starks were preventing the Void from breaking out of prison.

Six months ago, if you said that, someone would definitely spit in your face, grab your collar, and yell:

Voldemort did not come back to life!

But Rita's repeated reports ultimately forced the vast majority of wizards to accept this terrible reality.

Therefore, accepting Voldemort's attempt to break him out of prison is not so difficult to understand.

Therefore, getting to Azkaban became the most important thing at the moment, but they were delayed by a small matter on the way.

The wizards from the Ministry of Magic encountered one of the main characters in the prison break incident... namely, the Death Eaters.

Not all Death Eaters were captured by William; some of them, being quite clever, ran away as soon as the door opened.

For example, Lukwood.

He was the first person to encounter Rodolphus, but he didn't listen to his nonsense and ran away immediately.

At this moment, Lukewood was clinging to a plank, trying to kick the water, but he was actually more like drifting with the current.

Compared to Sirius, he was lucky; he did indeed head towards England, rather than drifting towards France.

But he wasn't lucky either.

Having just escaped the battle between the Starks and the Dark Lord, and being forced to jump into the sea, they encountered the Ministry of Magic's magical ship.

Lukewood was wondering what terrible things he had done in his past life to be able to keep having such good luck.

If I had known this would happen, I would have stayed where I was and joined that battle.

This way, it can become a beautiful story in the future:

He fought alongside the Dark Lord against the Starks, but died from exhaustion.

Standing on the deck of the magic ship, Amelia Borns commanded, "Go and capture them."

"Yes." Several Aurors immediately launched their small boats and, braving the heavy rain, chased after the Death Eaters.

Lukewood glanced around and looked at his companions who were floating together on the same plank.

He acted swiftly, first kicking a Death Eater who couldn't swim off the plank.

He punched another companion on the head before diving into the water.

With those two stalling for time, I should be able to escape.

That's right, the better the chance of escaping, the less likely he is to be left behind!

Death Eaters... if they don't abandon their teammates, are they still Death Eaters?

Lukwood swiftly submerged into the sea.

Amelia Borns was speechless at the sight and prepared to have the Aurors dive down with her.

Why is she the one giving orders?

the reason is simple.

Borns is the head of the Legal Enforcement Division, and the Auror's office is a subordinate department, so the Aurors definitely have to listen to her.

The problem is coming again.

Why did William and Hermione, who were clearly more familiar with Scrimgeour, go to the trouble of finding Burns to lead the team?

This involves the competition for the next minister.

Fudge is bound to fall, especially after the Death Eater prison break; his downfall is likely imminent.

Who will be the next minister is crucial.

Should they support one of their own, or should they support Scrinker, who is hardline and has his own political views?

Scrimgeour is not fit to be a minister... He has too many of his own ideas, which are contrary to those of William and Dumbledore.

The Order of the Phoenix's separation from the Ministry of Magic will only lead to a loss of power, which is detrimental to the great cause of resisting the enemy.

Therefore, the credit for discovering the Death Eaters' escape should not be given to Scrimgeour, but to one of our own.

That's right, Burns is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and one of the original founders.

She's just hiding it well.

Just then, a violent explosion came from afar, and a gust of wind blew, causing the magic ship to swirl on the sea like leaves on the water.

Everyone was stunned and at a loss, looking around in all directions.

"Look!" a wizard shouted.

A black rainbow appeared, approaching from afar, and crashed into the sea in an instant.

Voldemort raised his hands, and the Death Eaters, who were floating in the water, drifted to his side.

The Aurors froze on the spot, not expecting to actually see the Dark Lord, and were momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Voldemort snorted coldly, and all his wands uncontrollably changed direction, thrusting towards the Auror's neck.

Hermione stood at the bow of the ship, and with the fastest reflexes, she already fired a spell with her wand.

The black ropes, like snakes, bound several Aurors and pulled them directly into the water, saving them from a fatal blow.

Voldemort raised his head, looked at Hermione, sneered, and raised his right hand.

Hermione sensed a chilling killing intent looming over her, and knowing something was wrong, she shoved Tonks aside and immediately fell onto the deck.

The green light shone directly on the mast, shattering the wood into pieces.

Hermione didn't hide; instead, she nimbly stood up and fired another spell at Voldemort.

But it was easily pried open.

The wizards from the Ministry of Magic finally reacted, raising their wands and aiming them at Voldemort.

Voldemort decisively abandoned everyone, and with the few remaining Death Eaters, floated and continued flying south.

He turned and gave Granger a deep look.

Including Stark... the last time he had such murderous intent towards a couple was fifteen years ago with the Potters!

Lukwood yelled as he floated toward the surface.

Don't leave me behind, Master!

I'm here,

Owner!

Unfortunately, the seawater was murky and the light was dim, so he could see Voldemort, but no one noticed him.

The only thing to blame is that he ran too fast; he should have just lay down on the plank!

Another wrong decision!

The Dark Lord left, and everyone whispered among themselves.

Many wizards looked at Hermione with even greater awe.

While everyone was stunned, only she reacted, not only saving the Aurors but also launching a spell at the mysterious man.

This performance alone completely outclasses most Aurors.

It seems those medals weren't earned by chance!

Upon seeing Voldemort, Burns immediately ordered the magic ship to speed towards Azkaban at full speed.

But the closer they got to the prison, the more anxious the wizards on the ship became.

There were constant floating objects and debris from buildings... It's easy to imagine how badly Azkaban had been destroyed.

When they got closer and saw the island that had been split in two, everyone was speechless.

What kind of power could cause such destruction?!

Many criminals escaped because the prison collapsed, but they all stood obediently in the corner, just like Psyduck.

No one dared to move, or run away.

Because, not far away, stood a young wizard with a pale face, yet whose charisma was undeniable.

He was sitting alone on the top of the triangular building, with a pair of boots on his left and a fishing rod in his right.

Even though he was injured, just sitting there, not a single prisoner dared to escape.

William watched the dolphin he had caught, the ripples on the sea gradually rising and falling, and he finished a cup of bitter tea.

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