What Harry had just said completely angered Bella. This slightly crazy female Death Eater obviously would not allow anyone to insult Voldemort, and she madly fired deadly magic towards the place where Harry and the other two were hiding.
The three of them quickly exchanged glances and waved their wands together, causing the fallen shelves around them to fly towards Bella, in order to create trouble for the other party.
They were not the main force in this battle. They only needed to help distract the energy of one or two Death Eaters and create greater advantages for other members of the Order of the Phoenix.
Perhaps because they had taken the Felicis beforehand, the whole thing went more smoothly than expected. The members of the Order of the Phoenix successfully launched a sneak attack, knocking down several Death Eaters, and narrowing the gap in numbers between the two sides. They now have an absolute advantage, successfully suppressing the Death Eaters and controlling the situation.
Of course, this is largely due to the advantage brought by the lucky potion. Although the legendary lucky potion did not bring real luck to everyone, it greatly increased the combat effectiveness of the members of the Order of the Phoenix.
"We must get the prophecy ball and never let it slip away."
Lucius Malfoy was almost in despair, he really couldn't bear the consequences of the failure of his plan. Only by getting the prophecy could he avoid the punishment of the Dark Lord.
"How dare he..." Bella screamed incoherently, "I'm going to kill that dirty bastard..."
The next moment, the crazy woman was knocked away by a force, directly knocking over the shelf behind her.
"What a crazy woman."
"I dare say that being in Azkaban for so long has made her mind a little abnormal."
"Wands are flying."
Hermione ignored Harry and Ron and tried to snatch Bella's wand.
The danger level of a wizard who loses his wand will be greatly reduced. There is no doubt that the crazy woman who was hit by the Triple Barrier Curse could not prevent the Swarm Curse from taking away her wand.
“Damn it!”
Lucius Malfoy obviously did not expect Potter to be so despicable. When he reacted and tried to stop Hermione from taking Bella's wand, it was too late. What's more, Harry and Ron would not let him succeed, so they used spells to stop Lucius Malfoy.
After grabbing the wand, Hermione immediately twisted it off, and Harry grabbed the broken wand and threw it out, not forgetting to continue to provoke Lucius Malfoy.
"You're done. I'm sure Voldemort wouldn't mind giving you special attention with the Cruciatus Curse."
"I think it's unlikely. He will probably be imprisoned in Azkaban. Maybe he can escape death because of this."
"Perhaps Malfoy should thank us for sending him to Azkaban."
The three of them stimulated Lucius Malfoy's mentality while throwing spells at him. Thanks to the Felicity Potion, they were able to use the spells fluently.
"Give me the prophecy, Potter!" Lucius Malfoy's roar rang in Harry's ears, and just as Harry said, he could not bear the terrible consequences of failure.
Never allow failure!
"You may be disappointed. I broke the prophecy ball."
Harry picked up the pieces of the prophecy ball on the ground and threw them in the direction where Lucius Malfoy's voice came from, and continued to laugh and tease, "Your dear old friend Voldemort will definitely be very dissatisfied if he knows that the prophecy ball is broken!"
"No, this is impossible. The prophecy is coming! The prophecy is coming!"
Malfoy tried frantically to summon the prophecy, but to no avail. Fear and anger almost swallowed him up.
"Nothing is impossible. When I knew that Voldemort's goal was the prophecy, do you think I would let him get what he wanted?"
Harry glanced at the prophecy ball in his hand, raised his wand and tapped it lightly, destroying it completely. Harry's intuition told him that it would be best not to let Voldemort get the prophecy ball.
"Harry!"
Ron and Hermione were both surprised and couldn't understand why Harry wanted to destroy the prophecy.
"It's more important to prevent Voldemort from getting the prophecy, and he's good at Legilimency, so it's better for me not to know the contents."
After the prophecy was destroyed, a pearly white figure slowly rose into the air. Harry directly used a spell to disperse the figure. He would never allow the Death Eaters or Voldemort to know the secret in the prophecy.
As for the prophecy in the prophecy ball, Harry's intuition told him that Dumbledore must know it, and that magical Albert might also know it.
Therefore, there was no need for him to take any risks.
"I was lying to you just now. This one is the real one."
Harry threw the fragments of the prophecy to Malfoy with a malicious look, and used the Shattering Charm to turn the fragments into powder.
"When you started plotting against me, you should have realized that one day you might have to thank me for sending you to Azkaban prison." Harry continued to provoke Malfoy with words. He felt that the other party was about to completely lose his mind.
A crazy person, although dangerous, is also easier to deal with.
"Just because..."
Malfoy stared at the bunker in front of him, and just when he was about to rush up to kill one person first and then force Harry to hand over the prophecy, Harry, Hermione and Ron suddenly left the bunker and took turns attacking Malfoy.
Malfoy easily blocked Ron's Disarming Spell, but didn't have time to dodge Hermione's Impediment Spell. His whole body suddenly stopped and he was knocked to the ground by Harry's Stunning Spell.
With the help of the Felicis, the three of them worked very well together and easily defeated the famous Lucius Malfoy.
Hermione immediately waved her wand to create a rope and tied up Lucius Malfoy tightly.
"I really want to see what expression Draco Malfoy will have when he finds out that we sent his father to Azkaban prison." Ron happily summoned Lucius Malfoy's wand to completely eliminate the possibility of resistance.
“You did a great job!”
Sirius removed the Disillusionment Charm on his body, reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder, not sparing his praise.
Relying on the huge boost brought by the Felicis Felicis, the members of the Order of the Phoenix defeated all the Death Eaters almost unscathed in a short period of time.
However, most of the Hall of Prophecy was destroyed in the previous battle.
"What should I do now?"
Tonks looked at the unconscious and tightly bound Death Eaters, frowned and asked, "Hand them over to the Ministry of Magic?"
"I always feel that Fudge is unreliable, and he might regard us as enemies and have the Aurors arrest us. He is capable of doing such a thing."
"Anyway, I don't trust the Ministry of Magic. Why don't we kill a few of them first? They are all fugitives, so it's normal for a few of them to die." Sirius suggested murderously, "Azkaban prison is not reliable. Those Dementors may betray the Ministry of Magic and join Voldemort at any time."
Harry also felt that Sirius was right. The Ministry of Magic was unreliable. Even if the Death Eaters were locked up, they might still escape. With Voldemort around, the possibility of this happening was too high.
If you want to catch them then, you will have to pay a greater price.
"What do you think? If we catch these fugitives, will the Ministry of Magic offer a reward?" Ron asked coldly.
The three of them worked together to defeat Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange. Although there was no bounty on Lucius Malfoy, the bounty on Bellatrix Lestrange was not low. If the Ministry of Magic had offered a bounty, it would undoubtedly have been a considerable reward.
"I don't know. Maybe there may be a bounty, but I don't think the Ministry of Magic can afford such a large bounty." Kingsley glanced at the several subdued Death Eaters. Most of the people here were on the bounty list.
"Oh, the reward offered by the Ministry of Magic is really a joke."
"Ron." Arthur frowned and looked at his son.
"There is a precedent for this." Ron curled his lips and stopped discussing the matter.
"I think Dumbledore will be here soon, and we'll let him decide how to deal with these guys!" Lupin suggested.
He actually thought that Sirius' suggestion was correct, but he still felt that these scumbags should be brought to justice.
When everyone left the hall and prepared to wait for Dumbledore outside, they ran into the person they least wanted to meet.
"Voldemort," Harry screamed.
"A bunch of rubbish."
Glancing at the subdued Death Eaters, Voldemort became even angrier.
There was nothing he could do. His old nest had just been blown up, and now he saw his servants being killed. His already bad temper became even worse.
"Avada Kedavra."
Voldemort raised his wand, and in front of everyone's astonished eyes, he fired a deadly killing curse at everyone.
He wants to kill someone now.
Harry Potter and the members of the Order of the Phoenix happened to be here, so now kill them all in one go.
The green light of death filled everyone's eyes and was about to engulf them all, but Harry had already taken a step forward to stand in front of everyone and recited his best spell.
Expelliarmus!
"Harry!"
Sirius was stunned by Harry's behavior, but what shocked everyone even more was the subsequent changes.
The red and green spells collided in mid-air, and actually caused the two wands to be connected by a dazzling golden light.
"this… "
Voldemort stared at the scene with wide eyes, and certain unpleasant memories of last summer kept flooding back to his mind.
That's right, that's what happened to Porter at that time, and then that guy took the opportunity to escape.
Damn it!
Having experienced it last time, Voldemort directly disconnected the wand and stared at Harry Potter.
"I heard you wanted my prophecy."
Harry pulled the fake prophecy from his pocket and pointed his wand at it, the threat clearly evident.
"You broke my prophecy ball?"
Voldemort stared at Harry with his scarlet, cold eyes. He saw that Harry was lying and that Harry had just destroyed the prophecy in order to prevent Voldemort from having the chance to obtain the prophecy. The one in his hand was a fake.
"I hate Legilimency."
Harry muttered as he threw the fake prophecy at Voldemort.
“After several months of hard work... Harry Potter, you have hindered me again.” Voldemort's cold voice was filled with murderous intent.
"Yeah, I ruined it," Harry admitted straightforwardly.
"But you deserve it. Who told you not to get it yourself? You had to come up with something like this to fool me. Do you really think everyone is a fool?"
"What a stupid trick! Do you really think that if you delay, Dumbledore will come to rescue you?"
"I think it's a good idea. Good evening, Tom." Dumbledore raised his wand and stood beside Voldemort. His tone was calm as if he was greeting an old friend.
"Dumbledore!"
Voldemort spat in disdain and fired a deadly spell directly at Dumbledore.
"The Aurors are on the way. I think they must be very sorry that you escaped tonight." Dumbledore waved his wand lightly, and the golden centaur on the fountain pool jumped up and blocked the fatal blow.
"You... No, not you."
Voldemort narrowed his eyes and stared at Dumbledore in front of him. He was sure that it was not Dumbledore.
"Without a doubt, I beat you again."
Dumbledore waved his hand to signal the others around him to step back and leave them plenty of space. In a fight of this magnitude, other people's involvement would only distract him.
"You, no, not you, it's that damned Mudblood."
Voldemort had actually guessed who was plotting against him, even though he had no evidence. But he didn't need any evidence because there were very few people in the entire wizarding world who could do this.
Dumbledore was barely one of them, and the other was that Mudblood named Albert Anderson.
Ever since he failed to kill his opponent in the last duel competition, Voldemort realized that the Mudblood named Anderson would become a trouble for him.
"Oh, I'm surprised you're worried about that."
“Worry, do you think I need to worry?” Voldemort narrowed his eyes and sneered, “You should be the one who should be worried.”
Harry put his hand over his scar, feeling an unimaginable pain engulfing him.
Harry tried to shut off his mind on instinct, and he soon found that the pain was fading rapidly.
Harry struggled to stand up from the ground, looked at Voldemort and said, "I know you want to control me, but it's useless."
Just now, Harry did feel the crisis, but the effect of the Felix Felicis enhanced Harry's level of brain occupation, allowing him to quickly isolate himself from the influence of Voldemort on him.
"Your plots are always unreliable." Dumbledore seemed satisfied with the result.
"Don't think you win, Dumbledore."
Voldemort waved his wand and attacked Sirius and his men, trying to rescue several captured Death Eaters.
"I dare say your servants would shed tears of excitement if they knew you were trying so hard to save them." Harry stood in front of Voldemort and used a stunning spell on him, trying to restrain Voldemort through the resonance of the two wands. If a situation like the previous one happened, Dumbledore would definitely seize the opportunity to kill this guy.
"Potter, your tricks can't always be reliable." Voldemort used devil fire to form a giant snake and let it pounce on Harry.
"I've never been alone like you."
The members of the Order of the Phoenix worked together to disperse the flaming snake.
"If you dare to use the Killing Curse, I will use them as a shield. Don't call me mean. They all deserve to die anyway." Harry used his wand to float a Death Eater in front of him and said coldly. "Why, do you want to try it?"
"Why do I feel like we are the villains?" Ron muttered.
Hermione had the same feeling, but she knew very well why Harry did this. Instead of letting the members of the Order of the Phoenix sacrifice themselves, it would be better to let the Death Eaters die in their place. Anyway, they were all extremely vicious guys.
Voldemort looked Harry Potter up and down, and seemed to have a new understanding of this mortal enemy.
"You win this time, but you can't win forever." Voldemort suddenly raised his wand, and a green light flew out of the wand, shooting towards the direction where the Aurors appeared, blasting the remaining half of the golden centaur into pieces.
A gust of wind blew by, and Voldemort disappeared.
"Oh my God, you saved me, you saved me."
The Auror was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, but no one would laugh at him for this, as he had just had a close brush with death.
"Dumbledore!"
Scrimgeour looked at the subdued Death Eaters and then at the old man in front of him with a complicated expression.
What the Ministry of Magic failed to do was accomplished by Dumbledore and his gang.
"Oh my god, what happened."
Cornelius Fudge pushed aside the Auror who was blocking his way, looked at the messy Ministry of Magic, and his sights fell on Dumbledore in front of him again. Almost without thinking, he shouted to the Aurors on both sides: "Catch him!"
However, what greeted Fudge was a long silence.
"Voldemort is back," Dumbledore said calmly. "I have told you this more than once this year. Now is the time for you to learn to use your brain."
"What on earth is going on?" Fudge's mind was in a mess. He didn't see Voldemort just now, but judging from the Aurors' reactions, this was undoubtedly true.
"Your old friend Mr. Malfoy led a group of Death Eaters to try to break into the Ministry of Magic and do evil things." Harry suddenly took a step forward, looked directly at the panicked Fudge, and smiled brightly. "Oh, yes, and your dear Deputy Minister was so cruel that he used the Cruciatus Curse to torture me. As far as I know, using any Unforgivable Curse on a human being is enough to send someone to Azkaban for life."
"Also, if you are not sure that your old friend is a Death Eater, you can come to me for an accurate list of Death Eaters. Although it has been a year, I believe my memory is still good."
Fudge's eyes were wider than ever, his mouth was open, and his whole face was red.
"Come on Harry, I'll take you back to school."
Dumbledore took the centaur's arm and transformed it into a portkey.
"I thought I needed to be interviewed." Harry raised his eyebrows slightly, but still took his arm and said.
"If you want, but I think you must have more questions that need answers." Before Fudge could respond, Harry and Dumbledore disappeared, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.
"I'll leave them to you." Sirius shrugged and said, "I'll take them back to school."
"Mr. Minister, we have captured the criminal on the bounty list. Can we get the bounty?" Before leaving, Ron stopped hesitantly and turned to ask.
However, what was received was silence.
"Kingsley, you..."
It was really hard for Fudge to accept that his right-hand man was actually Dumbledore's man.
"I'm an Auror," Kingsley said.