Vol 2 Chapter 569: Look in the mirror (modified, sincere thanks to the lord Xiaohun 1 sword)

In the Ministry of Magic monitoring room, countless huge display screens cover the walls of the room, and every movement of the Ministry of Magic can be observed here. At this time, the middle and largest screen showed that it had been transferred to the Hall of Death, playing out the melee scene in this circular room.
"Is it all right? Is it all right?" Penello asked, anxiously, leaning against the door frame before standing upright. Hermione also turned her head and looked over, touching the wand hidden in her sleeve. They were restricted from moving before and were not allowed to participate in this battle until Voldemort came out to avoid accidents.
As soon as Mr. Owen Harris nodded, Penello rushed out the door, and disappeared after being wrapped in black smoke within a few steps. "Isn't it faster to cast in place? What to run..." Hermione narrowed her eyes and stared at the place where Penello disappeared. She couldn't help but sarcastically, and Apparated and left the monitoring room.
"Protect them." Owen Harris said to Victor and Four Eyes who had taken out his wand to catch up.
Connelly Fudge didn't care about their whereabouts at all. At this moment, his bald forehead was covered with beads of sweat, but he couldn't remember taking out a handkerchief to wipe them dry. His lips were tapped and kept whispering. Muttering: "It's over, it's over, he really came back."
"Connelly, I will leave you with a chance to resign." Owen Harris put his arms on the desk, leaned forward slightly, and approached Connelly Fudge. "Look at us. In terms of relationships, I will not hold you accountable like Crouch."
Fudge was stunned, "Owen, you could have identified the mysterious man..." He was shocked at this time. Harris knew that Voldemort had really returned. Harris was only using this opportunity to provoke him against Dumbledore.
"Connelly, it's not just about concealing the truth about Voldemort's return from the masses, it's not just about dereliction of duty, look at this." With that, Owen Harris put a triangular disc into the device and played it to Fudge. Mrich admitted that the Dementor was what she released, and that she used the unforgivable curse on Harry—of course, Umbridge’s remarks about Fudge’s ignorance were edited out.
"I don't know, these things were not my orders." Fudge was frightened in his heart, and Umbridge did not know these things at all. If Umbridge appeared in front of Fudge at this moment, and he even wanted to use the Unforgivable Curse on her, what was she thinking?
Owen Harris hugged his arms and said in a leisurely manner: "No one will believe that you are innocent. She is yours from beginning to end-take the initiative to hand over your rights and persuade your people to surrender. I can ask you to leave your job honourably without being ashamed as Barty Crouch. I am willing to give you this opportunity because I really believe that you will not instruct Umbridge to do these things, although you are not smart enough. , But obviously not so bad in mind."
The hall of the Department of Mystery is noisy, and various spells are intertwined in the air, roars, whirring sounds, giant footsteps, clueless noises are intertwined in it-the eight-eyed giant spider crawls on the ceiling to find the target. .
However, what attracted the most attention of the wizards present was the arched platform at the bottom of the death hall that was once used as the death penalty room.
The blue flame rose and burned fiercely, and a chilling magical power burst out of it, which blurred the scene of the battle between Alan and Voldemort. During the battle, the Aurors and the Death Eaters couldn't help but pay attention to the duel between the top wizards inside-even if many people lost their lives because of this distraction, their curiosity could not be stopped.
From the occasional green light of Avadaso’s Mantra, crackling lightning and thunder from the blue flame, the low gong-like tremor from the silver shield, the roar of anger, and occasionally slamming more than flames Gao's huge tentacles can guess that the battle is fierce-many wizards have been killed by these overflowing magical energy because they are too close.
Only a sufficiently elite wizard can try to walk down the stairs to observe this duel up close, and Bellatrix Lestrange is one of them. She was staring wide-eyed, and flung out her long whip to beat the Aurors who wanted to cast a spell on her. When her black whip wrapped around an Auror's neck, she couldn't help trying to let her eyes through again. Looking over the flames to the high platform, where her master is fighting.
Feeling the tightness coming from the long whip in his hand, Bellatrix pulled back vigorously, then raised his hand and threw it out. The Auror, who had been suffocated from the whip, flew up into the sky with a bang, and The Death Eaters who were also flying in the air crashed together.
Bellatrix heard the reputation, and saw a beautiful female Auror wearing an H94 uniform on the top of the steps, also retracting the whip and turning it back into a wand, and the two people's eyes slammed into the front.
Seeing the face of the other party proudly holding their heads up, Bellatrix felt that the other party had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. The long whip in her hand turned into a magic wand, and she waved it cruelly to the right, a green light flashed, and a burly figure The prime-age Auror fell silently to the ground—and she found that the female Auror’s movements were as clean and neat as her own, and she apparently acted as an imitator, but the opponent was almost hitting her own spell. At the same time the Auror in the middle made a Death Eater bear a fatal killing curse.
Bellatrix looked at the actions of this young girl who was obviously similar to herself, and yelled "Ahahahaha, come down and play, little girl!" in her fake baby voice.
And this female Auror just stretched out her long tongue and licked her chin, ignoring the dissuasion of a little witch with thick tousled brown hair, piercing brown eyes and wearing a uniform beside her, and walked away. The long legs stepped over the steps and the corpses, and began to move in the direction of Bella~EbookFREE.me~ Although the two of them were far apart, although their spells had not started to directly attack each other, they continued to provoke. No matter what spell Bellatrix uses to kill an Auror, Penello will use the same method to kill a Death Eater-even if Bella grabs an Auror with a whip and grants her to her The imitation of Vicner’s hand sucked him into pieces like a mummy that had been weathered for many years, but the female Auror on the opposite side could not know what method was used to kill the Death Eaters and turn them into powder and dissipate in the air to achieve Similar effect.
Bellatrix laughed wildly with more excitement. She attacked while waiting for Penello to approach. She finally understood what the familiarity was. The other party’s eyes showed the enjoyment of killing during the battle. There was also the kind of frenzied and frantic look that looked at that arch highland—this female Auror was obviously of the same kind as herself, and her master was obviously the Alan Harris.
And this beautiful female Auror, that is, Penello? Klivat confirmed the identity of the other party at the very beginning, which allowed her to release her desire to kill that had been suppressed for more than half a year. Although Bellatrix was married to Rudolphs, she could tell from the eyes of the other person that her favorite person was in the arch—Bellatrix's favorite was with Pene Luo's favorite people are dueling in the blue flame, so shouldn't Bellatrix and Penello have a match outside the blue flame? For this reason, Penello even forced her to think that Hermione, who could only be a small follower in the battle, stay where she was, but she did not even bring a single member of the umbrella and came here alone.
"Ha! There is nothing more refreshing and romantic than this!" Although they didn't say aloud, at least at this moment the two people's hearts coincided.