bdsm-fiction Chapter 299 Who Is It?
Chapter 299 Who Is It?
After Voldemort left, Dumbledore didn't attack the remaining Death Eaters either.
Instead, he stood on the sea and didn't know what he was thinking.
Amelia Bones and Barty Crouch below were trying their best to encircle the remaining Death Eaters. The Death Eaters led by Voldemort just now were extremely tenacious, and now they were running in a panic.
Originally, his body had collapsed after a long period of prison life, and now his wand is not good enough, and it is difficult to display even half of his strength. The ability to fight now is entirely due to the spiritual support of Voldemort and the bad breath he suffocates.
Now that Voldemort is gone, they don't have the guts anymore. They are crazy and crazy, but they are not fools. Without Voldemort leading the team, they now take the lead to fight these Aurors.
On the shore of the isolated island where Azkaban was located, Umbridge's eyes were dim at the moment, how could he be so unlucky, obviously Fudge betrayed Voldemort, but he was almost beaten to death.
Now it is being discarded as a pawn by both sides. No matter what the outcome of the battle ahead is, Umbridge already knows his end.
Sit and wear in prison, no way to run!
Taking advantage of no one to take care of him, now is a good opportunity for 097 to run away. Although the Ministry of Magic's rights are really reluctant to give up, but compared to his own life, it is not worth mentioning .
But who knew that before he took two steps, an old guy came in front of him, with a sound of purple pajamas sticking to his body, with water dripping from his hair and beard, he looked like a down and out old man, but Umbridge was dare not move.
"Mr. Dumbledore!"
A forced smile tugged at the corner of Umbridge's mouth.
The battle distance was a bit far away, and she didn't know the specific result ahead, but from the current point of view, it seemed that Voldemort had failed.
I really can't run away now!
"Umbridge, have you really joined Voldemort?"
Dumbledore asked blankly.
Now he was in a very restless mood, and he didn't even apply a waterproof spell or drying spell to himself.
When Amelia Bones conveyed the news to herself, she felt a little strange, and she didn't have time to think about it during the battle. Now that the battle is over, the more I look back on it, the more I feel that this is not right.
Obviously, if Voldemort came to rescue these Death Eaters, there should be a better way, and there is no need to do anything extra, let alone end the battle in such an anticlimactic manner.
According to his own understanding, although Voldemort was a little afraid of himself, he was not at a disadvantage just now, and it was impossible for him to leave so easily. This wave was more like sending Death Eaters to their deaths.
Combined with the content of the previous conversation with Kahn at Hogwarts, Dumbledore can't help but suspect that this is not a game designed by Kahn!
But when we first fought, I really didn't find any flaws. They were all powerful black magic, which was not the same as Kahn's shooting habits. That's why I found Umbridge and wanted to learn something from her.
"No, no, it's Fudge, it's Fudge who joined Voldemort, I'm just helping him."
"Really, please trust me, Mr. Dumbledore!"
Umbridge kneeled down to Dumbledore as soon as his legs softened. In the original book, although he was arrogant in front of Dumbledore, but with his back to the Ministry of Magic, he followed Dumbledore's principles
He can't help himself.
But now that he has been abandoned by Fudge, and even all the scapegoats are on his own head, this wave is really likely to be imprisoned to death.
If it is only the status of an accessory, there is still a chance to come out, so now I just want to fight for a chance, a chance for leniency.
(beff) Staring Umbridge in the eyes, Dumbledore didn't say a word.
According to what she "saw" on, it was indeed Fudge who made a deal with Voldemort, and Umbridge didn't know what it was. She was indeed following Voldemort's orders, but Umbridge himself had the idea of joining Voldemort himself.
It seems that there is no useful information to be found here, and what she knows is extremely limited, so she still has to meet Fudge.
But Fudge's character is well understood, although it is useless, but it is not enough to make a deal with Voldemort!
What's going on here? Is there any bargaining chip that Fudge can't refuse?
"Mr. Dumbledore!"
After solving the scene, Amelia Bones came to Dumbledore with some Aurors.
"What about the Ministry of Magic casualties?"
Dumbledore asked softly.
"Thirty-seven people were killed, eleven were seriously injured, nineteen were killed by Death Eaters, forty-two were arrested, and the rest were hunted down by Batty."
Amelia Bones said rather sadly, this can really be said to have suffered heavy casualties.
Most of the attacks against the Death Eaters were either dead or maimed, while the Aurors and strikers were much lighter, which also caused the huge gap in the number of deaths between the two sides.
I don't know what's going on, but the death rate of the Auror troops of the Ministry of Magic in the past two years is higher than that during the first wizarding war.
"Is that so?"
Dumbledore was dazed looking at the dark sea, he didn't know if it was Voldemort or what Kahn was up to.
What's the point of doing this?
Voldemort can't be so unwise, Kahn's words don't need to count so much to kill the Death Eaters or weaken the Ministry of Magic, what is the purpose of this?
"Did you ask anything?"
Although I saw the scene through the alchemy props when I was on the boat, it was not as accurate as Dumbledore's Legilimency Order.
In terms of strength, Amelia Bones is not very good at all. The ability to become the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement depends on the strength of her family, and she doesn't know the magic of Legilimency at all.
"Voldemort does have a deal with Fudge, but we will not know the details until we meet Fudge.
On the other side, Kahn has also lifted the transformation technique, and is going to sleep next to Penello.
Most of my plan has been completed, and the rest is for these British purebloods to work hard. I believe they can achieve their goals beautifully.