Hogwarts: Wizards Supreme

Brian was leaning against the wall, fumbling with the Marauder's Map in his hand, the expression on his face was a little unpredictable.

The dots representing Harry and his party on the Marauder's Map disappeared into Snape's office, while Ginny and Autumn Chang walked out of the office and walked along the corridor, gradually heading towards Slughorn's position. Get closer to the past.

Brian narrowed his eyes, unknown thoughts flashing in his black eyes.

"What a bunch of reckless guys." He murmured to himself, "Why would Luna get confused too? She's not Gryffindor..."

Brian frowned, picked up a silver spoon from the table, touched it with the tip of his wand, and said, "Mentos."

The spoon buzzed and trembled, emitted a faint blue light and became ordinary again.

"Let's go take a look..." He rubbed his brows. Harry may not die this time, but everyone else is at risk.

"Brian, are you going to find Potter and the others?" Daphne, who had been paying attention to Brian, asked.

"Well, let's go take a look." Brian smiled slightly.

"I'll go too!" Daphne showed a determined expression.

Brian shook his head and said softly: "It's very dangerous there. I'm afraid the Dark Lord is also there."

Daphne opened her mouth. She has self-awareness and understands that she will only be a burden in such a situation, so she no longer tries to be brave and wants to go together.

"Then why did you go there?" Daphne's beautiful blue eyes showed frustration and pain. Again, she couldn't help.

"Is it okay not to go there, Brian?"

Brian looked at her helplessly, actually stretched out his hand to rub her head, and then took his hand back in confusion.

"Don't worry, it's not dangerous for me there." Brian said softly.

Daphne was stunned. She suddenly came over and kissed Brian on the cheek, then hugged Brian tightly, buried her face in his chest, and did not let go for a long time.

Brian straightened his back stiffly, then reached out and patted her back gently. Draco and the others sneakily poked their heads around, covering their mouths and watching the show.

Daphne seemed to have finally come to her senses. She suddenly let go of her hand, and it bounced out as if it was loaded with springs. Her face was so red that it looked like it was about to burn.

"You... be careful..." Daphne stammered, "I'm... we're waiting for you here..."

As she spoke, her hands and feet looked uncoordinated as she walked towards the other side.

Brian touched his cheek and sighed softly. He took the spoon in his hand and walked to another place where no one was paying attention. He silently waited for the time to come and his figure suddenly disappeared.

By the time he recovered from the rapidly rotating colors, he was already standing in front of the Department of Mysteries on the ninth floor underground of the Ministry of Magic. He looked carefully at the pool of blood in front of the door and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's interesting..." He murmured softly and opened the door in front of him.

…

"Very well, Harry Potter, you really did not disappoint me." A cold, high-pitched voice sounded in front of the five Harrys.

Harry felt his heart was frozen, a tall and thin figure turned out from behind the shelf, and the face that Harry would never forget appeared in front of him. The flat snake face was extremely pale, with two slits for its nostrils, and its red eyes stared at him coldly and teasingly.

The man held a glass ball between his pale and slender fingers, and held a wand in his other hand. At this time, he was playing with the prophecy ball in his hand with great interest.

More figures appeared around, wearing black cloaks and hiding their faces under their hoods, surrounding the five people. It’s unimaginable that there are so many people hiding here.

The five Harrys turned pale, and Ron put Mr. Weasley down. He could no longer move. They leaned together and raised their wands.

"Voldemort." Harry's heart was beating wildly, "Where is Sirius?"

"He was never here, Potter." Voldemort said softly, "I appear here today, for this prophecy, and to solve my..." He pointed at himself, and then at Harry, "With you. Matters of time.”

"It's been too long, Potter, Voldemort can't wait any longer..." he said softly.

Harry's heart sank. He felt as if he was frozen. He was a little surprised that his lips were still moving: "You caught Sirius! He is here, I know."

"You know nothing." Voldemort's red eyes were full of irony and cruelty, "You can't even tell the difference between reality and dreams... Voldemort just used a little trick, and you couldn't wait to deliver it to your door."

Harry felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he said with difficulty: "Mr. Weasley is here, and Sirius must be here too..."

"Yes, this person is just an unexpected surprise." Voldemort glanced at the figure lying on the ground. The big snake Nagini slowly swam over, stood upright, and stared at the five Harrys with cold eyes.

"But as you said, Sirius can get it." Harry didn't want to believe that he had led his friends into a trap.

"No, only you and I can get it...the two people involved in the prophecy fifteen years ago." Voldemort looked at the prophecy ball in his hand, "What an irony, Potter. Such a incomplete thing." The prophecy connected me with you, a fool..."

"Prophecy?" Harry said. He backed away slowly, and Voldemort didn't seem to notice.

"Yeah, I always thought you were the special one. I always thought we were very similar in some places..." Voldemort murmured, "But it turns out you are nothing. You were created by me, You have usurped Voldemort's power... Both of us cannot live, so you must die."

"What do you mean?" Harry tried his best to delay. He heard Hermione gasping quietly behind him.

"I mean, you must die here tonight." Voldemort said softly. He raised his wand.

The Death Eaters surrounding him trembled slightly, and Harry felt as if he had returned to the night of the Triwizard Tournament. He knew what he had to do.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Expelliarmus!"

Green light and red light collided together, and the two wands were connected again. Harry tried his best to control the trembling wand in his hand and shouted to his friends behind him: "Go!"

Cedric took action. He cast a barrier spell on the Death Eaters behind him, and one Death Eater fell to the side. Luna waved her wand at the remaining figures there, and the two of them waved their hands randomly.

Everyone was firing magic spells at the Death Eaters in that direction, trying to open a gap, but the Death Eaters in other directions had already reacted and raised their wands at them.

"Kill them!" Voldemort shouted coldly. He looked at Harry with a grim smile. This time he wouldn't make the same mistake again. Harry's wand trembled violently in his hand, as if it was about to fly out.

"It's over..." Harry felt deep despair in his heart. The gap they had finally opened in the circle of Death Eaters was filled again, and spells flew by his ears one by one.

Someone fell down behind him, but Harry didn't care to see who it was. The connection of the wand was more difficult than last time, and he was destined to be the loser this time.

Harry gritted his teeth and opened the connection with a "Hey". Under his guidance, the aftermath of the two people's spells swept towards the Death Eaters on the right. Several figures flew out, and a large area of ​​​​the encirclement was opened. gap.

"Run!" Harry panted, his eyes anxious and desperate. He knew there was no time, Voldemort had his hands free. Harry understood his mission. He raised his wand towards Voldemort again and shouted: "Come on, kill me! I'm right here!"

Around Harry, all the figures were shaking strangely, some were screaming, some were shouting spells, but he had no time to pay attention.

A thick fog suddenly filled the surroundings. The white mist seemed to appear suddenly, but it quickly covered the entire room. The surrounding area was completely white and nothing could be seen clearly.

There was hope in Harry's eyes again. He struggled to move to the right, and a green light flew past his scalp. He hit a shelf so hard that it felt like his bones were falling apart.

"Right, run!" Harry said. He grabbed the arm behind him and heard Hermione gasp, her arm struggling wildly.

"It's me!" Harry whispered. Hermione stopped struggling and ran with him.

The surroundings were thick white, with only dark shadows rushing around. They bent forward and rushed forward, dodging all shadows and running like headless flies in the prophecy hall.

"Catch them and kill them!" Voldemort's high and cold voice shouted angrily.

The figures became more confused, and spells were whizzing around, but in the thick fog, no one knew whether the people around them were friends or foes unless they were face to face.

"I caught one! I..." a hoarse male voice shouted, and then his shouts suddenly stopped, and there was the sound of falling to the ground.

Worry and guilt engulfed Harry's heart. He gritted his teeth and ran forward, finally seeing the familiar door in front of him.