Hogwarts Lion Girl

Sirius looked around anxiously and asked in a hoarse voice: "Where's Harry? Where is Harry?"

His voice was sharp with worry and echoed in the empty hall.

Tonks walked quickly to his side, her tone a little hesitant and uneasy: "Just now, I seemed to see Harry chasing Bellatrix out..."

Before she finished her words, Sirius raised his head suddenly, his eyes burning with anger, and he roared: "What?! You are all dead! Go and get him back! What if something happens to Harry?"

Seeing this, Lupin quickly held Sirius's shoulder and tried to calm him down: "Sirius, calm down! Everyone is worried about you..."

"Stop it, Remus!" Sirius interrupted him rudely, "We have to go over there now, nothing can happen to Harry!"

Meanwhile, in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, Harry was chasing Bellatrix closely.

In a panic, Bellatrix turned around and fired a curse, but Harry dodged it deftly.

Furious, Harry raised his wand and uttered the spell clearly: "Crucio!"

A blinding red light shot straight at Bellatrix, striking her in the chest.

Bellatrix screamed, and her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. She fell heavily to the ground and curled up in pain.

At this moment, a cold, hoarse voice sounded in Harry's ears like a poisonous snake. Voldemort's voice echoed in the empty hall like a ghost: "Kill her, Harry! Kill her and you will be free!"

Voldemort's voice was full of temptation, trying to lure Harry into darkness.

He kept whispering and instigating, using Bellatrix's life to challenge the defenses deep in Harry's heart.

But Harry's heart was full of struggle. His hand holding the wand was trembling slightly and there was a gleam of hesitation in his eyes.

He couldn't do it. He couldn't kill someone who had no ability to fight back, even if that person was the murderer of his godfather.

Seeing this, Voldemort's eyes flashed with impatience. He snorted coldly, and his figure appeared in front of Harry like a ghost.

He swung the wand in his hand violently, a black shadow flashed, and Harry's wand flew out of his hand in an instant. After rolling several times in the air, it fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Weak, so weak, Harry Potter!" Voldemort looked down at Harry, his tone full of sarcasm and disdain.

"Do you think you are some kind of saint? Do you think you can save the world like this?"

At this moment, a red light flashed, and Dumbledore appeared in front of Harry like a god descending from heaven. He stared directly at Voldemort with a sharp gaze, and the wand in his hand emitted powerful magical fluctuations.

"Tom, stop it! Don't make the same mistake again!"

Upon hearing this, Voldemort laughed loudly towards the sky, his laughter filled with madness and murderous intent.

"Old man, do you think you are still the most powerful white wizard you were back then?"

Before he finished speaking, Voldemort launched the first attack, and powerful dark magic hit Dumbledore like a storm.

Dumbledore waved his wand calmly, and rays of golden light were like a solid wall, blocking all of Voldemort's attacks.

For a moment, the entire hall of the Ministry of Magic turned into a sea of ​​magic. Two powerful magical forces collided with each other, making a deafening explosion.

Seeing this, Bellatrix suddenly felt like retreating. She endured the severe pain in her body and struggled to get up from the ground. Taking advantage of the gap between the two people's fierce fight, she sneaked to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of Floo powder, and disappeared in the blazing flames.

Harry was affected by the confrontation between the two at this moment. He curled up in the corner, watching everything happening in front of him in horror.

Voldemort opened his mouth and a fiery red ball gushed out of his mouth, rapidly stretching in the air and twisting into a ferocious fire snake, carrying a scorching temperature and a shrill hissing sound, and rushed straight towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore waved his wand calmly, a silver light flashed, and the fire snake was instantly defeated, turning into sparks and dissipating in the air.

Before Voldemort could launch another attack, Dumbledore had already waved his wand, and a column of water as thick as a bucket gushed out from the tip of his wand, surrounding Voldemort like a flexible water dragon. In an instant, a huge water ball was formed, trapping Voldemort inside.

The water ball rolled violently, trying to break free from Dumbledore's control, but Dumbledore simply held the wand firmly, and the water ball could not move at all.

The next second, the water ball exploded and Voldemort fell heavily to the ground, but he quickly adjusted his body, swung his wand, and a dazzling lightning shot out from the tip of his wand and hit Dumbledore directly.

Dumbledore was prepared. He waved his wand and a golden barrier appeared in front of him, blocking the lightning attack.

Voldemort was furious and he waved his wand wildly. Powerful spells attacked Dumbledore like a storm.

Dumbledore responded calmly, the wand in his hand danced like an elf, neutralizing Voldemort's attacks one by one.

Suddenly, Voldemort roared, and an invisible shock wave spread out with him as the center. The entire hall of the Ministry of Magic shook violently, and all the glass windows shattered in an instant. Sharp glass fragments fell like raindrops, smashing the huge Fudge tapestry into pieces.

Before Dumbledore could react, the glass fragments had already turned into countless sharp blades under his control, sweeping towards Dumbledore with the breath of death.

Dumbledore remained calm in the face of danger. He waved his wand and a golden shield of light appeared in front of him, blocking all the flying glass fragments.

The sharp glass was crushed into powder by the powerful magic confrontation between the two sides and floated in the air.

Voldemort took advantage of this brief chaos to hide himself quietly. He floated in the air like a ghost, looking for his next target to attack.

Suddenly, Harry groaned in pain and fell straight to the ground. His body twitched violently, his eyes rolled back with only a strange green light flashing in them, and he kept uttering incoherent mutterings from his mouth.

Obviously, he had been controlled by Voldemort.

Deep in his consciousness, Harry struggled hard to resist Voldemort's invasion. He struggled desperately like a drowning man, and images of his friends laughing and the loving faces of his parents and godfather kept appearing in his mind.

These precious memories gave him endless strength. He gritted his teeth and roared at Voldemort: "I will not surrender!"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. Voldemort withdrew from Harry's sea of ​​consciousness. He looked down at Harry who was lying on the ground, with a cold smile on his face. "From now on, you will gradually lose everything until you have nothing left."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic. It turned out that the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic had arrived.

When Voldemort realized that his whereabouts had been exposed, he gave up the fight and turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared into the air.

The scene of his departure was seen by the Ministry of Magic officials and reporters who arrived shortly afterwards.

Percy stood in an inconspicuous corner in the crowd, watching everything happening in front of him, a silent sneer on his lips.

Minister of Magic Fudge witnessed Voldemort's return with his own eyes and finally faced the reality and stopped deceiving himself.

He knew that he was unable to deal with the crisis, so he resigned as Minister for Magic.

Deputy Minister Umbridge was also fired by the Ministry of Magic for her inaction and suppression of Harry. The front-page headline of the Magic Daily published the news of Voldemort's return. For a time, the entire magical world was in panic.

After the farce at the Ministry of Magic ended, Dumbledore resumed his position as headmaster of Hogwarts. He returned to the school and began to prepare for the coming darkness.