A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 577: Let’s fight, never die

Chesterton Avery was out of breath, turning a deaf ear to the sounds inside and outside the castle, and the world in his eyes was only a tiny bit bigger. He was hiding in the broom room under the spiral staircase on the first floor, spying on the movement outside through the keyhole.

This is where Filch keeps buckets, mops, brooms, and various cleaning tools, but Filch hasn't been here for a while. Avery fell in love with this place at a glance. The location of this broom room has many advantages: it is hidden enough, and it is also very close to the foyer—meaning it is easy to escape; and he can also observe people coming down from other floors through the keyhole.

Avery thinks his status is far higher than Umbridge, because he is a pure-blood 'Avery', while Umbridge is just a 'relative' of the Selwyn family, his cousin put Tell him this as a joke.

Just like this time, the Dark Lord gave him a weapon for the face of the Avery family, and because of this, his task was much easier.

He heard a high-pitched, sonorous cry, followed by Umbridge's screams echoing through the empty hallway, as she yelled, "Avery! I got it! Come out, come on Save me!"

Avery wanted to kill her. This woman...

He quickly pounced on the brooms piled against the wall, picked out two of them—they were broomsticks he had hidden away, and then—he opened the door angrily, ran towards the sound, and immediately I was taken aback: Umbridge was followed by a beautiful phoenix, which was chasing after him, and spit out a cloud of flames.

"There are many obstacles!"

Avery yelled, passing his wand over Umbridge's shoulder. A red light hit Fox, but slid away. It didn't work, but it slowed Fox down, and he raised his wings and hung in midair.

Umbridge rushed over on her short legs. She had already returned to her original form, and the Polyjuice Potion had failed, which meant that her plan to use Mafalda as a scapegoat failed completely.

"You got it?" Avery asked eagerly.

"Got it."

"Both are in the principal's office?"

"They're all there! I didn't expect Snape to be—" Umbridge said as she ran, her voice hoarse, and she didn't stop when she passed Avery, but slipped into his arms Grab a broomstick. Then leave him alone.

Avery almost got his nose twisted, he cursed Fox a few more times, turned around and ran away. When catching up with Umbridge, he growled in a low voice: "Give me the things, you've been exposed!"

"No!" Umbridge shouted. They ran to the foyer, where many people gathered, some of them were students who returned to the castle to rest after cleaning up the corpses, some sneaked out to watch the excitement, and there were a few staff members of the Ministry of Magic, they stood at the oak gate doorway.

"Remarkable," said Vikki Tecrosse, looking into the distance. Then he heard footsteps and turned to see Avery and Umbridge running towards them, followed by a very beautiful bird.

"Where have you been?" He immediately stood up angrily, and the dissatisfaction accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out, "You two lazy cowards——"

"Get out!"

Avery swung his wand and the spell landed on Tecross's chest, and he leaned against the wall and passed out without a word.

There were screams in the hall, some people reprimanded loudly, some people looked blank, and they obviously couldn't figure out what happened. But there were also seven or eight people who reacted faster—both from the Ministry of Magic and students who had participated in the battle and were now resting—raised their wands vigilantly.

This is the time, thought Avery!

He took out a small wooden box from his chest and threw it high. The box paused slightly under everyone's gaze, and then, the lid popped open, and a man in a black robe appeared just like that.

He was tall and thin, without a single hair, and his extremely oppressive red eyes slowly scanned everyone. Everyone was stunned, and they retreated uncontrollably, pushing and screaming. No one had the courage to confront him. See.

Unbelievable though it was, that was Voldemort.

Taking this opportunity, Umbridge and Avery slipped out of the hall, as relaxed as if they were on a green walk.

"Voldemort" let out a high-pitched, grim laugh, and he raised his wand, the tip of which was filled with green light.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a shape-shifting Boggart!" Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom suddenly appeared and shouted, this was the moment they were waiting for, Frank raised his wand and shouted: "Funny funny!"

'Voldemort' just waved his hand lazily, and the spell didn't work at all.

Frank was shocked, at this time 'Voldemort' stretched out his wand and pointed at him, the huge pressure made people unable to distinguish reality, a whispered voice appeared in his ears, "Voldemort transformed this Borg Special, fixing its state into its own image may have added some condiments, but it is still a Boggart in essence, it just looks like a bluff..."

Green light strikes. The scoring hourglass with red gemstones in the corner suddenly jumped up and stood in front of Frank Longbottom. The green light hit it and smashed the hourglass into pieces. The rubies scattered all over the ground, and Alice Longbottom’s face was tense. Holding a wand.

Frank Longbottom quickly joined Alice, explained the situation, and vaguely pointed out that Felix did not intend to show up.

"We can handle it," he said, and the students ran into the auditorium in one go, with a few brave students looking back as they ran.

Felix watched for a moment, and after realizing that the Longbottoms could handle this mutated Boggart, he rushed towards the distance. He is trying to reduce the number of hands-on actions, and has not shown up in public until now, and Remus is also cooperating with him, blurring his time trajectory, only in this way can he appear at the critical moment 'just right'.

Umbridge and Avery got on their broomsticks, and couldn't believe their luck that they escaped. The two brooms flew over the stone steps quickly, thinking of flying outside the school. The professors and students halfway up the mountain saw them, but did not stop them.

"Give me the things, Umbridge, I'm in charge of the operation!" Avery yelled as he flew on the broom.

"Dreaming," said Umbridge, and she tried to move away from him with the handle of her broom, but Avery kept coming closer. Umbridge's eyes rolled wildly. She had already figured out that as soon as she left the school grounds, she would immediately disapparate and hand over the things to the Dark Lord herself.

No way, Mafalda was rescued by someone, and that **** phoenix was chasing her too closely, she was completely exposed.

The mysterious man once promised to help her clear up the stumbling blocks in the Ministry, and helping her to get the position of Minister of Magic naturally became a vain. Now she has no choice but to fall to the mysterious man, but how to take refuge is also a matter of knowledge. , if she can personally offer what he most desires, then he will undoubtedly become an important figure of the Death Eaters.

In this way, Avery becomes an obstacle...

Boom! There was a loud noise in the distance, and the ground shook. Harry's body tilted and almost fell on Sirius. Although it was a little blurry, he still realized what happened, it was too much movement——

A mountain has collapsed.

Harry's eyes were wide open, stunned like everyone else, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Umbridge and Avery riding brooms in the sky.

He didn't even think about it, he picked up the Firebolt on the ground and rushed out.

"Harry?"

Felix, who was chasing after him unhurriedly, looked in the direction of Hogsmeade village, and secretly clicked his tongue. The fight was really fierce. Voldemort wouldn't be killed by Dumbledore, right? What did you do?

No one can take into account all the details and surprises of a plan.

Dumbledore can't do it, and neither can Felix. After repeated deliberations with Dumbledore, he finally came to a conclusion: Voldemort's purpose is very clear, which is the Horcrux, and everything else is a cover-up, so the school is the top priority.

At least one of the two of them must keep an eye on the situation in the school and be ready to support at any time.

But the two of them can't decide who to choose, it depends on where Voldemort appears, so when Felix found out that the besieging of Sword Castle was just some cannon fodder, he knew that Dumbledore would not be back in a short time.

Voldemort chose to hold back Dumbledore. In fact, Dumbledore also wanted to hold back Voldemort, so that Felix could calmly lead things as they wanted.

Cutting off Voldemort's wings was just a matter of course. The most difficult thing was how to convince Voldemort that his two Horcruxes were intact and in Dumbledore's hands. And Dumbledore's life is not long in his eyes...

Once Voldemort accepted this 'setting', with Horcruxes fishing ahead, his options were extremely limited.

Both Felix and Dumbledore like to take the initiative. They cannot always passively wait for opportunities and spend the next ten or twenty years on how to prevent Voldemort from plotting and tricking. At least Felix I am quite unhappy.

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"Is that the battlefield between the Mysterious Man and Dumbledore?" Umbridge looked into the distance with a look of shock on his face, and the speed of the two subconsciously slowed down.

"You should call master!" Avery yelled.

Umbridge did not respond, she heard a vague, piercing voice, she thought she had heard it wrong, a red light brushed against her hair, she gasped, and put her pudgy body Leaning on the broom, he looked back.

It's that Potter!

He was flying towards them on a broomstick, followed by several others, but Potter was the fastest. He was extremely dexterous, controlling the acceleration of the broom while shooting spells one after another. In the blink of an eye, Avery was stunned and fell off the broom.

Umbridge was terrified. She pointed her wand at her back in a hurry, "Quickly imprison! Quickly imprison! Quickly - imprison!" Then she gritted her teeth and turned the direction of the broom towards Hogsmeade village. Flying in the same direction, she had only one thought in her mind: to leave the range of anti-apparition and seek shelter beside the mysterious man.

She has already figured out how to report in her mind, as for Dumbledore? Don't worry at all, as long as the mysterious man still wants to get the locket and crown, he will do his best to protect her.

Another stun spell hit her, and although it missed, it also woke Umbridge from his dream.

Haunted Potter!

Annoyed, she turned to see Harry very close to her, aiming his wand at her. A silver stag flew out from the tip of the staff, and Umbridge was stunned for a moment. Did Potter lose his head? Use Patronus on her? What do you think?

She's not a dementor.

Umbridge didn't care, desperately trying to speed up the broomstick, suddenly there was a sharp pain in her head, as if she was hit by something hard, her eyes went black, and she almost fell off the broom like Avery Go down, touch the back of the head, it's full of blood.

"Hiss!"

Umbridge was resentful and shocked again, how could the Patronus hit someone? For a moment, she wondered if she had never learned this magic... A silver light appeared from above her side again, and she quickly moved the broom sideways, the patron saint's hoof stepped on her hand holding the broom handle, causing her pain screamed and almost fell off the broom.

After she managed to control the disobedient broom, the patron saint's hooves sounded again behind her, and Umbridge turned her head in despair. The silver stag was directly above her, with its front hooves raised high , she knew she was doomed, even though she had only come so close to Apparating.

"Boom!"

The Patronus was suddenly scattered, and Umbridge looked back in disbelief - Potter was not far from her, her face was full of surprise, she looked past him behind him, Snape was riding Broomstick, wand raised sullenly.

If you only looked at the results, you might think that this was an oolong. Snape's spell just accidentally hit Potter's Patronus, which didn't help.

But Umbridge knew that Snape was a spy, and she was overjoyed to fly the final distance, skimming the walls of Hogwarts.

She smells the smell of freedom, the smell of rights, of course, she doesn't care who gave the rights, as long as she can occupy a high position. She stared at the distant battlefield of Hogsmeade village, preparing to Apparate.

She hasn't yet tried to apparate while flying at high speed, but she's confident. At least for this moment, Umbridge's desire for power and his desire to be next to You-Know-Who are completely synonymous.

"Horcruxes are coming." A young, gentle and calm voice said, Umbridge sounded familiar, but she didn't realize it for a moment, who was talking? What are you talking about? Horcrux? What is a Horcrux?

Then she felt a lightness in her pocket, and she watched the locket and crown flying out of her pocket, drew two almost identical arcs, and landed in the hands of the man who suddenly appeared outside the school wall— —

It's Felix Hemp!

Umbridge didn't even have time to feel afraid of him, but had an unbelievable thought: So the diadem and the locket are Horcruxes. In the next moment, she completely disappeared, and successfully used Apparition to escape.

Felix stuffed the locket and the crown into his pocket silently, "Professor Hype?!" Harry controlled the Firebolt to circle twice in vain at the place where Umbridge disappeared, and finally landed in front of him.

"Harry." Felix nodded at him, "You did a good job and you were brave. Everyone was brave."

"It's a pity that Umbridge escaped." Harry looked very regretful, and then he seemed to think of something, and said eagerly: "So her target is really a Horcrux? You and Headmaster Dumbledore Haven’t destroyed it yet?” He complained, “It’s too dangerous, fortunately you arrived in time, if she takes you away—” He shuddered, unable to imagine what would happen.

A few more brooms fell down. As soon as their toes touched the ground, Moody, Tonks, and Sirius vaguely surrounded Snape.

"What's wrong?" Felix asked in feigned surprise.

Moody, Tonks, and Sirius didn't speak, they just glanced at Snape out of the corner of their eyes, and Snape said coldly, "Maybe it's because my spell missed the target. Instead, it hit Potter's Patronus..."

"How dare you say you didn't mean it?" Sirius glared at him.

"So that's what happened," Felix said, and the others were surprised by the understatement in his tone, and all looked at him.

Harry also stared at the professor. His mental activities were more complicated than that of everyone present, because Snape had prevented him from entering the principal's office to find out. As a result, Umbridge successfully obtained the Horcrux. If it hadn't been for Professor Happer's sudden appearance - yes, how did he appear by such a coincidence?

Harry didn't make a sound. Anyway, the Horcrux was not lost, and Umbridge just escaped. He could accept this result. He thought of a possibility that he had come up with before: that was the situation where Snape was an undercover agent...

Felix explained: "Harry's Patronus is very special, and has even surpassed the Patronus in the general sense. Severus didn't know much about Patronus, and he might have mistakenly thought that his spell could pass through... ...It should be an accident."

Snape stood with an expression on his face, without opening his mouth to explain.

After a while, Mad-Eye Moody said harshly, "Let Dumbledore handle it. He's in Hogsmeade now?" He asked Felix.

"It's quite a movement, isn't it?" Felix looked into the distance, and he estimated that the battle was about to end - because of Umbridge. He quietly buried a big hole for Umbridge, I don't know if it will be useful...

The village of Hogsmeade.

Voldemort and Dumbledore confronted each other, billowing smoke and dust came towards them in the distance, there was the battlefield before the two, a mountain collapsed, and the smoke and dust were just the aftermath of the battlefield.

"Is there anything worse?" growled Voldemort. "Looks like I've hit you where it hurts. Is that your brother? He's like a wild child left alone. Look at his dirty clothes." !”

Dumbledore waved his wand, the power of the spell completely changed the terrain, every stone, every tree, every blade of grass, even the air radiated hostility to Voldemort, the attack could come from all directions, Voldemort disappeared In place, appear on the other side.

He raised the snake staff - there was a pop, a squat woman emerged from the air, Voldemort's eyes widened, it was Dolores Umbridge. Why is she here? Regardless of success or failure, she should not be here.

"Mystery, oh—master, save me!" cried Umbridge, her expression ecstatic, and she had finally escaped, from Felix Heap! But what greeted her was a pair of scarlet snake eyes, and Umbridge's eyes became dazed and empty, and today—especially the pictures of the last half hour emerged like a lantern:

"You are too careless! Someone is coming, I will stop it, remember, the password is 'ruin'." Snape shouted in a low voice, and Umbridge, who was disguised as Mafaldar, widened his eyes , froze in place. The behemoth blocking the way obediently jumped aside.

"Go!" Snape growled at her, pushing her up the spiral staircase.

She stumbled and panicked, while Snape straightened his robes and walked in the opposite direction...

Another picture: in the headmaster's office, Umbridge opened the drawer - Voldemort's snake-like nostrils sucked in a sharp breath - in the drawer were the Horcruxes and lockets he had been thinking about day and night, The crown, and even his old yew wand, along with the destroyed diary and Gaunt's ring...

This is followed by an image of Umbridge being chased by a phoenix singing high-pitched and showering golden flames.

The scene changed, she was riding on a broom, next to Avery, these two idiots managed to escape, no, with the help of Severus, how clever, his undercover work can continue... ...The situation took a turn for the worse, Avery was shot down, and a sufficiently different Patronus appeared...

It was Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, trying to get in his way again.

Then Voldemort heard a voice say, "Horcruxes are coming." The diadem and locket flew out of Umbridge's pocket, and he felt it, and he stretched out his hand feebly, but it was just a memory, in his heart Frustrated to the extreme, the Horcrux fell into the hands of Felix Haipu, who else could get it from him? I can't do it myself.

Voldemort realized that, once again, he had failed, and that the follow-up plan was completely useless.

He disappeared without any warning and appeared in the distance, ignoring Umbridge's pleading eyes, staring at Dumbledore, and said bitterly: "Give me the crown and locket, I know that in your Hands, Dumbledore! I swear to leave England immediately and never return."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "We all know that is empty talk."

"You know what I can do, you can't protect everyone!" Voldemort yelled frantically, his red eyes were so bright that he almost lost his mind. Missed; and because of the curse on Dumbledore - it was not a curse at all, but a reminder for the two Horcruxes.

Dumbledore stared at Voldemort and said softly: "You don't think such a threat will work, do you?"

"You are the umbrella of Muggles, if they die because of you—"

"I can tell who is the real murderer. If someone dies, it is undoubtedly your fault, Tom. This will only strengthen my determination to get rid of you." Dumbledore interrupted him , staring at his left hand for a while, "I always think that you are my responsibility. But I may not have enough time, I hope that before that, I will buy time for the latecomers..."

"You want to fight with me ~IndoMTL.com~ without dying?" Voldemort fumbled for the snakewood staff, his tone was a little surprised: "Why should I do what you wish? You are dead!"

"Oh, I'm afraid you can't help it." Dumbledore said happily: "You might as well think of it this way, I originally left those two Horcruxes to keep precious relics for the school, but I just didn't know how to separate them. Impurities, just delayed... But, I'm dying, maybe I can last a year or two? But anyway, why do I keep them?"

Voldemort's eyes seemed to be eating people. He stared at Dumbledore's eyes. Those blue eyes were as calm as the endless sea, and no one could shake them.

"Just the two of us?" he asked calmly.

"Just the two of us," said Dumbledore quietly.

"Hypocrisy!" Voldemort said with a sneer, "If you want to die in pain, I'd be happy to give you a ride."

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief when suddenly Voldemort raised his wand, his lips twitched, and there was a flash of green light. Dumbledore turned his wand lightly, and a stone turned into a shield appeared in front of Umbridge.

The Killing Curse is blocked.

The spell was not aimed at Dumbledore from the beginning, but at Umbridge. She belatedly screamed, trembling, her face ashen.

"You are still so nosy, Dumbledore." Voldemort said coldly.

"She will be judged by the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said solemnly.

Voldemort sneered twice, and before he left, he still did not forget to provoke: "That Felix Hemp is your chosen heir? He is more ruthless than you, and wants to use my hand to kill her... No I know what you think." He left immediately.

"Give you some time to arrange funeral affairs!"

Dumbledore glanced at Umbridge who was lying on the ground, and sighed softly.