Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

"Professor Lupin?"

A familiar face appeared in front of them.

"Why are you here?" Hermione said in surprise.

"You can't be a homeless man, right? My new job is an Auror. I should have told you earlier, but I asked for secrecy." Lupin paused.

His tasks these days are all on duty at the Ministry of Magic, and as an Auror, he doesn't spend all day catching dark wizards.

"Also... long time no see." Lupin smiled and waved at them.

"This is not the time to catch up, Professor Lupin, I have something very important to ask Dumbledore..." Harry said anxiously.

"Oh, and, Professor McGonagall?" Lupin's attention was diverted again, his eyes moved behind the group, and then he stood up from his seat and nodded.

"Professor McGonagall?"

The group turned their heads stiffly, and then saw the serious expression on the old lady's face, and there seemed to be several people behind her.

"It's over." The Weasley brothers' eyes met for a while, their bodies leaned back slightly, and then they shrugged tacitly and rolled their eyes.

But instead of reprimanding them immediately, Professor McGonagall asked instead.

"Remus, let me ask you, where is Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall now went straight in and asked Lupin.

"He's dueling Grindelwald, maybe already! It's a dangerous situation," Harry said loudly, answering first.

"Hey, I don't know why it's known to everyone. I don't recall that few people know about it. This can be regarded as top-secret information." He shook his head.

"Yes, at the lowest level of the Ministry of Magic - the Department of Mysteries, it should be a while now." Lupin admitted this reality immediately.

Professor McGonagall's face changed a little, and his lips were pursed.

Now that the authenticity of the duel is confirmed, Harry's statement is a little more true.

Her stern gaze even made Snape somewhat defensive.

"Not only Grindelwald, but..." Harry said anxiously, but Hermione kicked his calf.

Only then did Harry see that Snape was actually there, his bottomless black eyes staring at him.

Like a venomous snake that chooses and devours people.

"Go, keep up." Professor McGonagall waved back the black robe resolutely, and then walked quickly towards the golden gate.

Several other professors and students certainly followed.

"Why is she here." Ron whispered to Harry.

Trelawney was obviously not capable of fighting in their eyes.

"I don't think you need to worry so much," said Lupin, following them along. "Grindelwald has been imprisoned for so many years, and certainly won't regain much power."

"Dumbledore beat him decades ago."

Lupin seemed confident in Dumbledore and followed them step by step.

Soon they came to the elevator.

Professor McGonagall stretched out her rough fingers and pressed the nearest "down" button.

The elevator clicked in front of them almost immediately, the golden fence slid from it to the sides, and with a deafening, reverberating clang, they rushed in and pressed the nine button.

The Department of Mysteries is at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic, and it is said that the building materials there are made of the strongest and most resistant to magic.

Then as the elevator descended, some loud noises got louder and kept getting into their ears.

Professor McGonagall's face grew darker.

Trelawney stood in the corner of the elevator, timidly, looking around in panic.

With a "boom", the elevator shook violently, and then quickly returned to normal.

The lighted ninth floor button went out. Here they are.

Then the group quickly stepped out.

Step into this dark corridor.

Not far away, the dark marble door was tightly closed, and two faint blue torches hung on top to illuminate them.

There are also several medieval-style oil paintings on a nearby wall.

They trotted down the corridor with quick steps, the draught of air making the flames flicker and flicker.

It's just that the distance that should have been close at hand seems to extend infinitely, with no end in sight.

They walked for a while before realizing something was wrong.

"I'm afraid they set up magic to prevent the duel from being interfered with." Professor McGonagall said decisively, and then exchanged glances with Flitwick.

Flitwick raised his wand high and sang loudly.

It was only after a wave and distortion that they could feel, they noticed the change in the corridor in front of them. The corridor in front of them began to shake, and then a new alleyway was revealed.

Everyone suddenly realized that they had been going around in circles just now.

After dispelling the magic, they finally came to this simple stone gate.

"Araho hole open." Professor McGonagall raised her wand and pushed the door open.

At that moment, a scorching air wave spewed out from it, along with the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong, and a dazzling dazzling light.

And so on.

They rushed in immediately.

But this group of people did not see the protagonist of this duel for the first time.

What appeared before them was an incomparably huge circular room, scattered with bricks and stones.

The brain hall, the death hall, the time hall, the prophecy hall, the office, the planetary chamber, the rooms that were supposed to be separated by walls have now been completely destroyed, and they are no longer separated from each other.

The ground is littered with junk.

Countless wooden shelves and crystal ball fragments lay on the ground, the latter reflecting a cold radiance under the flickering light.

This should be from the Hall of Prophecy.

Several dirty desks and chairs were lying on the ground crookedly.

It might be an office object.

A grandfather clock was turned to the side, surrounded by a dense number of mini clocks, hanging on it horizontally.

Perhaps from the Hall of Time.

In short, the bottom layer of the underground now presents an unacceptable sense of clutter.

Now, they came back to their senses and saw two figures.

At this time, the two also noticed that someone pushed the door and looked back.

Contrasted with it.

Both of them are tall.

One of them was bald, with a skin that was certainly not tanned, and had a pair of gold earrings on his ears.

The other one, with thin shoulders, a handsome face, and bright eyes.

They are Kingsley Shacklebolt and Sirius Black.

Witness to this duel.

"Harry? Hurry back!" Sirius stood behind a huge stone and looked at Harry who came to him in astonishment, and then showed a very worried expression on his face.

"This duel is almost absolutely confidential, why are you here?" Sirius then asked.

Harry's face froze, he was about to explain, but found that as soon as he opened his mouth, a frantic airflow poured into his mouth, making him almost unable to speak.

Light and shadow flickered in everyone's eyes, dazzling them, Luna closed her eyes subconsciously, and the remaining students raised their arms to block their eyes.

They all subconsciously wanted to intervene to help, but found that they couldn't tell the difference between enemy and me.

Moreover, he has no ability to intervene in a duel at this level.

Right now, there is only a showdown between magic and magic.

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