The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Looking at the location where the silver lynx disappeared, Dumbledore fell into a brief silence.

Once upon a time, Harry also became mature, and he was no longer the reckless child he used to be. Such a change made him feel a little relieved and guilty. That child was really burdened with too many things.

However, Dumbledore was unable to rush over to support him immediately, because he had just received the heavy news from Albert.

The Aurors discovered Voldemort's lair, and they all dispatched to encircle Voldemort.

This is undoubtedly Albert's handwriting, and only he can find Voldemort's hiding place so accurately.

Although Dumbledore was curious how the kid did it.

Relying on divination?

Although he doesn't know about divination, he still knows several famous fortune-tellers, and he also knows how unreliable the fortune-telling thing is.

However, everyone has their own secrets, and Dumbledore would not be stupid enough to explore it.

It is enough that the two sides can reach an agreement on dealing with Voldemort.

There are various indications that Albert is a very good person, as we know from the "Guide to Self-Defense", which is very valuable to most wizards who are not ready to deal with the changes in the future.

Deliver a message to the Aurors.

He probably guessed the meaning of what Anderson did. It was indeed a great threat to hide Voldemort in the dark, especially the way of Fudge, Minister of Magic, who became Voldemort's accomplice to a large extent.

As for why Albert told him the news, he hoped that he could rush to reinforce, and probably didn't want the Aurors to suffer heavy losses.

When Dumbledore rushed for reinforcements, the battle over there was over, and only a piece of ruins remained. Judging from the traces of black magic left on the ground, it should be a fierce fire spell.

The Aurors at the Ministry of Magic had clearly fought Voldemort.

This should be considered good news!

At least, Fudge could no longer hide the fact that Voldemort was resurrected.

"I hope Harry's side can also destroy the prophecy ball successfully." Dumbledore looked at the south and muttered to himself, he really didn't want Voldemort to know the full content of the prophecy.

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Right now, in the abandoned phone booth leading to the Ministry of Magic, Harry was making a call.

Not long ago, Harry learned from Sirius that Dumbledore had received news and said that he would go directly to the Ministry of Magic for reinforcements, and he began to take action.

He's been at 12 Grimmauld Place for too long, and if he doesn't rush to the Ministry of Magic, it's easy to make the Death Eaters suspicious.

So Harry, Hermione and Ron rode on broomsticks and "hurried" to the Ministry of Magic.

Created the illusion of flying from Hogwarts to the Ministry of Magic, with the help of the elixir, all three showed superb acting skills that all actors would envy.

Unfortunately, Lucius Malfoy seems to have forgotten to keep people on guard.

After the phone booth elevator stopped, Harry glanced at the empty Ministry of Magic and pouted, not surprised by the Death Eaters' clearing.

"I really don't know what the Death Eaters are thinking." Harry turned a corner, walked behind the security checkpoint, and found the stunned security guard.

"You said, why didn't Voldemort get it himself? He must have a way to steal the prophecy ball without telling everyone."

This is actually the doubts in the hearts of the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Perhaps, You-Know-Who just wanted to find something for the Death Eaters under his command." Ron didn't care about these matters. All signs from the Ministry of Magic indicated that this was a trap carefully prepared by the Death Eaters, and they were about to stab them headfirst. into the trap.

Hermione reminded, "Harry, we should go."

The three of them didn't have much nervousness. They looked like they had come to the Ministry of Magic for sightseeing. This was the strong self-confidence they brought after taking Fuling.

In fact, the only dangerous part of the whole plan is not getting the prophecy ball, but after the battle has completely broken out.

Although the members of the Order of the Phoenix would hit the Death Eaters in the first place through sneak attacks, it was hard to guarantee that the Death Eaters who were cornered would make any drastic actions.

"I've always thought that Voldemort and the Death Eaters were out of their minds."

Harry muttered softly as he rode the elevator, "Maybe the inbreeding made them both crazy."

"Consanguineous marriage is really bad. The mortality rate of the offspring is high, and there are often dementia, deformed children and genetic diseases. They are irrational and become irritable and violent." Hermione agrees with Harry's words. She has taken time to see it before. Similar books, "At the beginning, Albert was right to suspect that the birth of some dark wizards was related to inbreeding."This chapter is updated by ɴovel(F)ɪre

"Really?" Ron was a little surprised.

"Muggles have done detailed research on this. In fact, Muggles forbid consanguineous marriages." Hermione felt that wizards were just like European royals, marrying each other, and finally gave herself to him.

When the elevator stopped, an indifferent woman's voice sounded: "Department of Mysteries."

The three opened the fence and walked forward.

"I used to have nightmares about this corridor, but I didn't expect to come here now." Harry raised his wand, exchanged glances with the two friends next to him, and walked towards the black door in front of him.

"I remember that Stoggy was planted on this door." Hermione looked at the black door in front of her and analyzed, "Since the Death Eaters are going to let us go in and get the Prophecy Ball, there should be no problem with this door."

"I'll come first."

Ron grunted, stepped forward and pushed open the black door, someone had to try, Harry could just rule it out, Hermione was better at dealing with unexpected situations than him.

Moreover, the intuition has no warning, which means that this door is not dangerous.

It turns out that Ron's intuition is quite reliable.

"They saved us a lot of trouble."

Harry put his hand on Ron's shoulder and walked through the door first. Even if he was in danger, the Death Eaters wouldn't kill him immediately, but not the others.

"come in"

Harry found himself standing in a huge round room, he immediately looked around, made sure there was no danger, and then said to Hermione and Ron outside.

"Remember not to close the door, we may have to evacuate from here later." Hermione glanced at the retreat, as if feeling uneasy, and made a mark on the door.

No way, all the doors here look exactly the same. If you don't mark them, if you make the wrong door at a critical moment, it will undoubtedly be fatal.

"Why didn't they leave us a mark. Don't they think we can't see such an obvious trap?"

"This must be a trap specially prepared by the Death Eaters for your character weakness," Kingsley analyzed.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix hide themselves under the phantom charm.

"My weakness?" Harry was a little surprised.

"I like saving people," Hermione reminded.

"That counts?" Harry raised his eyebrows.

However, he admitted that Hermione had a point, and that if she hadn't known in advance, she might have fallen into the vile trap of the Death Eaters.

"Thanks to Anderson," Harry muttered.

"This place is not suitable for fighting." Sirius also walked in from outside.

"Maybe, we can introduce them into other rooms." Lupin looked around the twelve rooms.

"Or, fight directly in the Hall of Prophecy." Mad-Eye looked at the doors ahead, frowned slightly and said, "These doors block the magic eye's perspective."

"You can only try one by one."

"What about the plan to lure Voldemort out?" Harry asked, frowning.

"At least we caught the damned Death Eaters. As for Voldemort's problem, I think Albert must have a way to expose him. We don't need to worry about this from beginning to end." Sirius patted it. Li's shoulders, comforting, "Even if there is really no way, we can just hide and watch Fudge get unlucky."

This matter has been arranged clearly from beginning to end, so Sirius is not worried about any changes at all, not to mention that Dumbledore will soon arrive for reinforcements.

"Okay, Potter, it's time to start!" Moody raised his finger and pointed to the black door in front of him, reminding him, "Remember to act like a little bit later and buy everyone more time."

"I know what to do." Harry reached out and nudged the black door in front of him. The door was easily pushed open. The inside was square and the center was sunken, like a huge stone pit.

The stone steps surrounded the whole room, like stone benches, descending step by step, like the courtroom that Harry had been to, on the bottom stone platform stood an ancient, battered arch, some tattered curtains hang on it.

"It's not here, I always feel that it's dangerous here, we'd better stay away." Harry muttered, "I just heard a strange noise."

"You're right, I feel the same way." Sirius nodded in agreement.

Everyone exited the weird room and tried to push other rooms away, this time it was a room full of clocks.

Then, they opened a room full of water tanks.

"What's that?" Ron muttered.

"Brain, it's disgusting."

"This door doesn't seem to be able to be opened."

"Make a mark first."

When Harry pushed open the black door for the fifth time, he finally found the place. The room was as high as a church, lined with towering shelves filled with little dusty orbs of prophecy, and nothing else.

"It's a good place to fight." Tonks said in a low voice, and was stunned by Mad-Eye, who raised his finger to signal everyone to keep quiet.

Everyone raised their wands one after another, ready to fight at any time. They had all taken a small amount of Fuling, and their intuition told them that there was an ambush inside.

However, it's really hard to say who is ambushing who now.

"Harry, do you know the exact location?" Hermione asked in a low voice.

"I remember it seems to be... row 97."

Harry walked slowly down the dark passage between the two rows of shelves, looking down at the silver numbers gleaming beneath the shelves, and pricked up his ears to listen to the sounds around him.

There was no sound, and no movement was felt, but Harry knew the Death Eaters were definitely inside, and he used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself.

However, Harry wasn't worried now, the Death Eaters would never act rashly until he got the Prophecy Ball.

Harry suddenly looked forward to what the Death Eaters would look like when they knew they had fallen into someone else's trap.

Still, Harry appeared nervous, as if looking for signs of Sirius.

"Harry?"

With the help of Flux, Hermione showed amazing acting skills, "I, I think Sirius is not here."

"It's impossible, with my own eyes..."

"Harry, this is... it has your name on it." Ron reminded hesitantly, knowing that once Harry picked up the prophecy ball, the battle would break out completely.

"my name?"

Harry turned his head to look in the direction of Ron's finger, and found the prophecy ball that needed to be destroyed, which means... are the Death Eaters nearby?

"found it."

Harry was destined to go to an unusual area in the dark, and the Death Eaters stood not far away, trying to double-team the three of them.

When Harry reached over, Hermione suddenly shrilled, "Harry, I don't think you should touch it."

"This is probably what Voldemort asked Sirius to fetch, and I may need to use him."

Harry reached out and grabbed the dirty little ball on the shelf and took the glass ball off the shelf. Harry didn't look at the contents of the crystal ball, but was alert to possible attacks at any time.

"Very good, Potter, give it to me." A lazy voice sounded from their right rear, Lucius Malfoy did not take the opportunity to sneak attack, but appeared in an extremely arrogant way, with a victory in hand appearance.

Several Death Eaters blocked the escape route of the three and pointed their wands at them.

"Give it to me, Potter." Lucius Malfoy repeated slowly.

"Where's Sirius?" Harry asked, he needed to attract the attention of the Death Eaters and buy time for the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Twelve Death Eaters.

Harry's side didn't have an advantage in numbers, so the initial sneak attack was very important.

These guys need to grab the prediction ball, so they will never attack rashly at the beginning, which is their advantage.

"The Dark Lord is always as expected!" Bella said proudly.

"Give me the prophecy ball, Potter." Lucius Malfoy looked like he was winning, "You can't escape."

"I want to know where Sirius is!" Harry repeated, giving Ron and Hermione a ready look.

"You should also understand the difference between reality and dreams, Potter." Malfoy sneered, "hand over the prophecy ball, I think you definitely don't want your friend to get hurt."

"Looks like Voldemort wants it. If it breaks, I'm sure Voldemort will be unhappy." Harry pointed his wand at the prophecy ball in his hand.

"Don't play tricks with us, Potter," Malfoy said savagely. "You're at a dead end, and if you destroy it, your friends will all die here."

"Are you sure?" Harry sneered.

"What?" Malfoy suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Fall to the ground!"

The three of them used their wands to point to the shelf where the prophecy **** were stored in front of them, and let them smash at the hapless Death Eaters to buy time for the three of Harry.

At the same time, members of the Order of the Phoenix also attacked the selected Death Eaters, and the three of them took the opportunity to disappear from the attack range of the Death Eaters.

"Damn!"

Lucius Malfoy's mind went blank. After a brief period of stunnedness, he finally realized that he was ambushed by the Order of the Phoenix. From the beginning, Potter saw through their plan and used it against them in turn.

"It's stupid, don't you think Voldemort's stupid plan can deceive me!" Harry's voice came from behind a nearby shelf, and he didn't forget to verbally beat Malfoy to reduce the pressure on other members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Shut up!" Bella screamed, "How dare you smear it with your bastard's tongue."

"Voldemort himself is a bastard?" Harry scoffed without hesitation. "His mother is a wizard, but his father is a Muggle. Does he keep telling you he's a purebred?"