Chapter 393 The Captured Potter
"Avada Kedavra!--"

"Disarm you!!—"

Surrounded by flames, two top wizards who mastered silent spell skills shouted spells loudly, just to release the power of the spell to the limit!
The pitiful green and scarlet magic beams collided, and for a moment they refused to give in to each other, as if they were in a stalemate. They confronted each other, arousing countless flying stars, flying in all directions with the strong wind!

After all, Dumbledore was no longer as powerful as he was at his peak. After a moment of stalemate, Voldemort had gained the upper hand. The Killing Curse suppressed the dazzling brilliance of the Disarming Curse, and slowly approached Dumbledore!

"This is the end of your legend, Dumbledore!" The pale green light reflected on Voldemort's pale face, making him sinister and strange, but his words were slightly proud: "When tricks meet absolute power! It's false! Avada Kedavra!!"

The miserable green light of the Killing Curse surged with the power of this superimposed spell, resisting the sudden change like a tug-of-war, swallowing up the scarlet light of the Disarming Curse like a reverse current, which made Dumbledore turn red, grit his teeth and stare. However, even with the powerful Elder Wand in his hand, he still fell into a dead end from which he could not recover!

At this moment, in a remote corner of the unnoticed magic circle, there was a sudden cracking sound, and the savage vegetation scorched and brittle by the flames broke through a hole, revealing the complicated and gorgeous patterns of the magic circle. Immediately, it was broken again, and half of his body got in. The man raised his head and looked up, it was 'Mad-Eye' Alastor Moody.

"Be careful, Alastor!"

What came from behind was Minerva McGonagall's advice. 'Mad-Eye' knew that although his abilities were strong, he was still far from the two who were fighting for their lives at the moment, so he answered in a deep voice, and he got into the magic Come in space.

Entering the magic circle, he didn't stop, climbed over the intertwined and savagely growing vegetation wall, but followed the gradually weakening soul, drove away the flames that blocked the way, and rushed straight to the two wizards who were fighting for their lives.

……

Above the pitch-black night sky, the wings of the Thestrals, which are all black and have bony bones, fluttered and gradually rose higher, only disturbing the misty moonlight and making it more and more miserable, leaving only a faint light. At this time, a shadow quickly descended, like a falling meteor, blinking The space has disappeared.

……

The noise in the direction of Ottery St. Catchpole Village was quite intense. Even if the battle between the two legendary wizards was confined within the space of the magic circle, the strong fluctuations in magic power were still as conspicuous as candles in the dark night, so that The soothing look on the face of Rufus Scrimgeour, who had just ended a chaotic battle and won the victory, gradually turned ashen.

"Where are the people from the Order of the Phoenix?!" He shouted coldly, and glanced at the subordinates beside him.

"They've been completely gone since the war started," muttered one of the Aurors.

"Mr. Minister, I met 'Mad-Eye' just now, and he saved my life!" Another short Auror said.

"where is it?"

"It was chaotic at the time, and I forgot my direction." The short Auror explained to his companion beside him.

At this time, Gadvin Robards, the director of the Auror Office, also said: "I saw the backs of Weasley and Lupine during the scuffle, and Lupine seemed to be injured."

"Mr. Scrimgeour." Kingsley Shacklebolt came to Scrimgeour, looked at the village of St. Catchpole, and said, "I suggest going to investigate, maybe the Death Eaters are weaving some kind of conspiracy .”

Scrimgeour glanced at him, nodded with a sullen face, and said to the Auror beside him: "The Order of the Phoenix acted without authorization, and I will worry about it afterwards. Robards, I will take command now."

"Yes, Mr. Minister!" Gadvin Robards replied of course.

"Who's there?!"

Scrimgeour was about to re-deploy to prevent the next situation that might exceed expectations, but at this moment he suddenly shouted, and pointed his wand sideways!
"Don't get excited! It's us! Bill Weasley and Fleur Delacour!"

The grass swayed, and there was a clear shuttle sound, and Bill Weasley, with his iconic red hair, came out with his fiancée Fleur, his chest heaving and panting violently, indicating that they had just arrived, and they were beaten by Skrein Jay noticed.

"Why are you here?!" Kingsley Shacklebolt raised his hand to signal the others to put down their wands, and walked up to ask solemnly.

Although Bill and Fleur are both young wizards who have successfully graduated from the magic school, and officially joined the Order of the Phoenix not long ago, becoming the new blood of the Order of the Phoenix, but this time Dumbledore's plan did not explain to the two of them. Any mission, so they were supposed to stay at the Burrow with the other kids, but now that they were here, something was clearly going on, which gave him a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, the bad news came soon after.

"It's Harry!" Fleur Delacour answered: "That crazy bitch Lestrange captured Harry!"

"What?!" Hearing the news, Kingsley was stunned, and a look of anxiety appeared in his black and white eyes, and he quickly asked, "When did it happen? Did you see Rice with your own eyes?" Did Trange catch Potter? Where?!"

Fleur was stunned by this series of questions, her mouth was open and she couldn't speak, but Bill was more agile in thinking and indeed grasped some key points. He said: "Not long ago, Fleur and I caught up with each other. Lestrange, and Harry, the three of us fought her. But Harry resented Lestrange so much that he even released the Killing Curse, which disrupted our initial upper hand. Instead, the other party took advantage of the opportunity to capture Harry. However, I also injured her, and also marked Lestrange on her body to prevent accidents. We met you while we were chasing."

Harry Potter's magical talent is very high, but after all, he is still young, and he is still far behind dark wizards like Lestrange, especially the top-notch spells like Avada Kedavra, which need to go through Countless times of practice can only be mastered thoroughly, so it is normal for Lestrange to use and counterattack.

"Kingsley, Harry Potter is important?!"

Looking at Kingsley Shacklebolt, who was full of anxiety and worry, Scrimgeour pulled him aside and asked in a deep voice.

In the wizarding world, this question may seem ridiculous, even the youngest children have heard the rumors of the 'Boy Who Lived' Harry Potter defeating Voldemort, but although Scrimgeour has also considered using Harry · Potter's fame helped him stabilize the power in the Ministry of Magic, but he didn't pay much attention to this rumor. After all, it was really bizarre, but seeing Kingsley Shacklebolt's state at this moment, he had to pay attention to it.

(End of this chapter)

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