The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Dusk had fallen, and the sky was gradually taking on a hazy black.

Harry Potter hugged the Thestral's neck tightly, and only the lights of the Muggle town on the ground could let him know how high he was from the ground and how fast he was moving.

Harry could not remember how much time had passed since he saw Sirius lying on the floor of the Department of Mysteries... The only thing that was certain was that his godfather had neither obeyed Voldemort's orders nor Killed... because he would have felt Voldemort's delight or anger either way.

After flying through the sky for an unknown amount of time, they finally started to land... Harry could see the dilapidated phone booth ahead.

They walked into the phone booth together, and Ron yelled, "Dial 62442!"

Ginny picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers... Following the sudden shaking of the phone booth, their eyesight began to drop a little bit.

"The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a good time tonight." With a clear voice, Harry and his party officially arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

He summoned up his courage and walked in the forefront... Following the direction in the dream, he approached the Department of Mysteries little by little.

The whole journey went very smoothly, without encountering any security personnel from the Ministry of Magic... It was so smooth that Harry felt a little scared.

As in the dream, they passed through an austere black door...then passed a huge round room...and finally came to the room where the dusty crystal ball slowed down.

"You said row 97," Ron whispered in his ear.

"Yes...we're very close, everyone be careful!" Harry responded softly, looking up at the silver number flashing under the bracket..."53".

They took out their wands, and tiptoed among the shelves.

All the way to the 97th row, they looked around intently; however, everything in front of them now had a slight deviation from the dream... Harry didn't see his godfather, not even the Death Eaters Or Voldemort.

"What's going on?" Ron asked in a low voice, his voice trembling.

"I..." Harry was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what was going on... Based on previous experience, Sirius should be here.

"Harry, this crystal ball has your name on it!" Neville Longbottom whispered, pointing to a crystal ball beside him.

Harry walked over gently, looked down... and there was a date written on the crystal ball, and there was a line: "The Dark Lord and Harry Potter".

Harry held out his hand in confusion.

"No, Harry..." Luna suddenly said, "I don't think you should touch it!"

"Yes..." Neville became a little restless, and he nodded too.

"It has my name written on it..." Harry murmured, and then he reached out and took the dirty crystal ball tightly in his hand.

Nothing seemed to happen.

Apart from--

An excited voice came from behind: "Nice job, Potter... Now, you turn around slowly and give it to me!"

It was Lucius Malfoy's voice.

...

A dozen glowing wands appeared around them, all aimed at them.

Twelve Death Eaters... led by Lucius Malfoy.

"Where's Sirius?" Harry asked loudly.

Several Death Eaters laughed, and one of them, a woman with a harsh voice, said triumphantly, "The Dark Lord is always a master!"

Neville Longbottom's face turned pale when he heard this voice.

"I know Sirius was taken away by you... Where is he?" Harry summoned up his courage and asked loudly.

"It's time for you to understand the difference between reality and dreams, Potter." Malfoy glanced at Harry with some contempt: "Hand over the prophecy ball in your hand, or we will kill all your companions."

"It's a trap!" Harry finally realized... He was fooled, and now its mind is blank.

"They are in the 97th row!" A familiar voice suddenly came from a distance: "Surround them from different directions."

It was Dolores Umbridge's voice... Harry thought for the first time that the pink toad had such a pleasant voice.

The faces of the Death Eaters suddenly changed, and they all looked at Lucius Malfoy or Bellatrix Lestrange with questioning eyes.

A figure appeared on one side of the shelf, he was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "It's right here!"

But Bellatrix Lestrange reacted faster:

"Avada Kedavra!" she screamed.

With a flash of green light, the wizard dressed as an Auror fell to the ground with his eyes open.

"Damn it, it's the Aurors... how could they..." the crazy woman cursed angrily.

"Catch Potter first!" Lucius Malfoy reacted and ordered loudly.

But it's too late...

The sudden appearance of the Auror briefly attracted the attention of the Death Eaters... and the five children surrounded in the center had already communicated with each other.

"Go!" Harry yelled.

Four different voices shouted behind him: "Reducto!"

Four spells flew in four directions around, the shelf full of crystal balls exploded after being hit, and countless debris floated in the air like a torrential rain...

The scene is chaotic!

"Run!" Harry ordered again.

Riding on the chaos, they scurried from shelf to shelf, avoiding the Death Eaters...

Meanwhile, the Aurors seemed to be arriving.

Harry didn't have time to count them, but there seemed to be several times as many Death Eaters.

The Aurors and the Death Eaters were torn together.

"Lestrange!" Harry heard a man's roar behind him.

"Oh, Robards... Long time no see!" Bellatrix Lestrange screamed, "Is your wife okay... the scene that tormented her more than ten years ago, I still remember It’s still fresh in my memory!”

"Go to hell, Lestrange... Stupefy!"

"Hahaha, is that all you can do... Avada Kedavra!"

They seemed to be fighting fiercely... But Harry was still shuttling between the shelves of the crystal ball, clutching the prophecy ball tightly in his hand, looking for the exit of the Department of Mysteries...

"Harry!" A pudgy witch in a pink robe appeared in front of Harry.

Harry couldn't help being taken aback, it was the first time he had heard Umbridge call himself that.

Dolores Umbridge grabbed Harry's hand and ran wildly along the shelf: "Quick... come with me..."