Chapter 776: The Death Eaters' true goals

Chapter 776: The Death Eaters' true goals

 Chapter 776 The Death Eaters’ Real Goal

Kyle always hoped that he was overthinking.

Because later, news came that whether it was Little Whinging or Privet Drive, there were only two Death Eaters from the beginning, the two who were lured away by Tonks...or rather, they were not even Death Eaters. Not on.

 After everyone left, Tonks returned to Privet Drive with a few Aurors and arrested them. During this period, no Death Eaters came to help.

Through interrogation, it was learned that they were in Cornwall a few days ago, and later wanted to join the Death Eaters because they admired Voldemort.

Monitoring Harry Potter was the first task they received. In other words, these two people were just two free cannon fodder. They knew nothing, and they didn’t even know what to look for when they discovered an unexpected situation. Who reports.

 Because no one has contacted them since arriving at Privet Drive.

  No wonder everyone was safe and the Death Eaters didn't go at all... Whether they were planning a route or using the portkey to return, they were all fighting against the air.

This time it was not just Kyle, everyone else also noticed that something was wrong. The originally lively atmosphere suddenly became deserted after Tonks finished speaking. Everyone was thinking about something.

"It is not good?"

Ron didn't take it seriously and said happily: "It means that the false news we sent out worked. The mysterious person must have thought that we would not take Harry away until the 30th."

 Then she took everyone to the restaurant and prepared to divert everyone's attention with dinner.

 What he said makes sense. No matter what the Death Eaters' plan is, they must stay awake to deal with what may happen at any time.

 The Death Eaters gave up their actions here only because there were more important reasons, such as besieging Dumbledore who was alone.

 “You guys are so laid-back.”

 Sirius could only give up.

It's already half an hour before the end of the operation. If their ability to adapt was really this slow, they would have been captured by the Ministry of Magic and kept company with dementors.

To be honest, Kyle actually wanted to help, but he had no idea where Dumbledore had gone, nor did Professor McGonagall and others in the Order of the Phoenix.

 It was just that before that, she had not thought about preparing dinner at all, and she was a little short of time to prepare it now, so she could only make some sandwiches.

"No matter what, it's good that Harry is safe." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little stiff, Mrs. Weasley said quickly.

Thinking of this, Kyle took a deep breath and started eating his dinner.

 Phineas Blake did not know when he appeared in his portrait, looking at everyone leisurely.

As time passed, some bad suspicions weighed on their hearts like frost, and the cold chill became more and more intolerable.

Mondungus nodded beside him, thinking the same thing. In his opinion, it was good if there was no danger. Why bother with the rest?

The Phoenix can help Dumbledore resist a life-killing curse, and can also take him out of the battlefield instantly in critical moments. Even if he really can't be defeated, escaping is definitely no problem... I hope it's ok.

 If you can’t drink alcohol, you can only use drinks instead. Hot cocoa, pumpkin juice, milk and the like are all available.

 He shook his head, picked up a piece of sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth, trying to calm down.

 From early on, the portrait of Phineas has acted as an intelligence agent, passing information from Dumbledore to the members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Even if they are deceived by the false news released in advance, they will react immediately in a short period of time.

Although he didn’t say anything, Kyle knew what they were thinking.

Looking at it this way, it really doesn't seem to matter what happens to Harry.

But others were still not in the mood. A bottle of firewhiskey was quickly drunk. Sirius was about to open the second bottle, but was stopped by Mr. Weasley. He shook his head and said, "Forget it, we need stay awake."

She glanced at the time and said, "Oh my God, is it already so late? I guess you are all hungry?"

But no one had much appetite. Mr. Weasley, Kingsley, Mad-Eye Moody and several other adults were sitting there, drinking one glass after another, with the same worry in their eyes.

Since almost everyone present had dealt with Death Eaters, they knew very well that if Voldemort really wanted to attack Harry, there would be no way that there would be no movement at all until now.

 Until a frivolous voice came from behind them.

 Only Hermione looked in disbelief.

But except for Mundungus, no one else responded to him.

 …

"Hurry up!" Sirius said impatiently, "or I will throw away your portrait. Even if you use the permanent sticking spell, I can take down the entire wall. You know, I said Do it.”

 After all, Death Eaters are bad, but not stupid.

The room fell into silence again, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. Kyle always felt that several people had expressions of relief, as if they were glad that the news was not what they imagined.

If Voldemort really went to Nurmengard, there would be no need to worry. Grindelwald and Dumbledore teamed up to probably hang all the Death Eaters and Voldemort on the tower for decoration.

 “Tell me, is there any news?” Sirius asked eagerly.

 Everyone was sitting at the dining table, but no one knew what they were waiting for. It might be Dumbledore, or it might be something else, but no one took the initiative to ask for information.

 …Dumbledore.

"Is this your attitude towards your great-great-grandfather?" Phineas was very dissatisfied with Sirius's attitude and refused to speak with a straight face.

“What a prodigal son, why did the Black family have such an outlier like you!” Phineas’ face turned even more ugly, but in order not to leave his ancestral home, he still said with a straight face:

 “That Fudge is dead!”

 I don’t know what happened, but Kyle suddenly thought of Nurmengard again...

The only thing to be thankful for now is that Dumbledore still has Fawkes with him.

 Now that Dumbledore is abroad with almost no helpers, it is also the best opportunity to kill him.

As long as he can be killed, Voldemort will have no opponent at all. When he comes back, he can completely run sideways here. Whether it is controlling the Ministry of Magic or attacking Hogwarts, he no longer needs to worry about anything.

“You mean the Minister of Magic?” she asked, almost screaming.

"Why, didn't I make it clear enough?" Phineas raised his eyebrows, "Then I'll say it again, the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was killed by Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic."

“Okay, shut up, we understand.” Sirius interrupted him again,

Phineas glanced at him with disgust, and then said in a mocking tone: "Just an hour ago, the Ministry of Magic was attacked by a large number of Death Eaters. With the help of internal agents, they directly found the hiding place in the office. of Fudge, and killed him.

 “I thought you guys knew this already.”

 No one cared about his tone.

 An hour ago, wasn't it when they rescued Harry?

Now everything is clear.

 The Death Eaters had planned it from the beginning. They arranged for two cannon fodder to come to Privet Drive to make the people of the Order of the Phoenix think that they wanted to attack Harry.

 But in fact their target was the Minister of Magic.

While everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was paying attention to Harry, it was a good plan to rush into the Ministry of Magic guarding the void and kill Fudge.

Although Fudge was not a very good person, his identity represented the Ministry of Magic. His death would undoubtedly be a major blow to the magical world.

Not to mention there are many other important personnel in the Ministry of Magic...the Department of Magical Transportation, which controls the Floo Network, Apparition, and Portkeys, and the Department of Legal Enforcement, which formulates the rules. It can be said that if the Ministry of Magic is in chaos, the entire magical world will be in chaos. Messy.

More importantly, the Ministry of Magic is also an important channel for communication with foreign countries. If the news of Fudge's murder spreads, they will be completely embarrassed.

 “Damn Death Eaters!”

Kingsley was the first to react. As an Auror, he felt a burning pain on his face, as if someone had slapped him in the face, and he immediately rushed out of the door.

Tonks, Moody, and Mr. Weasley then left.

　　They all thought that the Death Eaters disappeared to deal with Dumbledore, so no one wanted to be the first to know the news of Dumbledore's death in battle. They all waited here, but the result was unexpectedly like this.

"It doesn't matter." Mrs. Weasley reluctantly said to the remaining people, "At least we know that the Death Eaters didn't go to attack Dumbledore, right?"

Yeah, although the Death Eaters gave everyone a big and loud slap, fortunately it was not the worst result they imagined. This is why some people subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief just now.

 “I’ll go take a look too.” Kyle said. He remembered that he was still the Assistant Minister in name only, and Cedric also worked at the Ministry of Magic. He had to go and see it.

"And I."

"I am coming too!"

Fred and George obviously thought of Cedric and followed him immediately.

 “I’m going too,” said Harry.

"No!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed him, "You'd better stay here, it's the only place that's safe enough."

Harry felt his stomach churn, and he was in an extremely bad mood. It was because of his safety that the people of the Order of the Phoenix ignored the Ministry of Magic, which led to the Death Eaters attacking it.

 He didn’t know what happened or how many people died, but he couldn’t do anything.

Harry rubbed his forehead. The scar was tingling again. It had not been this painful for a long time.

“And if the Death Eaters haven’t left yet, I can go over and help…”

"Don't worry, it will be okay." Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry tightly, as if to comfort him and herself, "It's okay, your safety is equally important, they will be okay. "

Soon, he, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were the only students left in the room who had not yet graduated. Mrs. Weasley was guarding the door to prevent them from sneaking out.

"I don't understand why Kyle can leave but we can't!" Harry said angrily.

"I think Kyle has graduated." Hermione whispered.

"How about using an invisibility cloak." Ron suggested: "Mom will definitely not keep watch all the time. As long as we put on the invisibility cloak, we can sneak out..."

"Don't even think about it!" Ginny glared at him, "If Harry is in danger at the Ministry of Magic, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

"Yes." Hermione said, "At least now we have successfully rescued Harry."

 It’s your own safety again…

Hearing what they said, Harry felt even more uncomfortable in his stomach. The pumpkin juice he just drank seemed to turn into countless fists, beating his stomach one after another.

 …

At the same time, Kyle and the Weasley brothers who left Number 12 Grimmauld Place hurriedly ran to another street in order not to reveal their location, and then used Apparition to arrive at the location of the Ministry of Magic.

 The telephone booth at the entrance had been overturned and smashed to pieces.

 Fortunately, they were going to another entrance, an old record store.

This is the staff entrance of the Ministry of Magic. There is also a boss named Rhodes, who is also a wizard, but he is not in the store at the moment.

A few people didn't pay attention and went straight to a cabinet.

Kyle stepped forward and said, "I am the Senior Assistant Minister and I need to go to the Ministry of Magic now."

 “Welcome to the Ministry of Magic.” A cold female voice came from the record player nearby.

 Then, the cabinet opened with a click, revealing the passage behind it.

 The three of them immediately ran in.

The hall of the Ministry of Magic was in chaos, and moans and calls for help could be heard everywhere. Several therapists were running around to treat the wounds of the injured.

 The golden statue that had been repaired not long ago was broken again, and the golden fragments were scattered all over the floor.

 “How about it, there’s no Cedric here?” Fred asked anxiously.

 “No.” Kyle said after scanning around.

"It's okay." George said softly, "Maybe he's not here. After all, it was off duty an hour ago. Maybe he has gone home."

 “Yeah.” Fred nodded.

Even though he said this, he knew in his heart that because Death Eaters had caused too many troubles recently, the Ministry of Magic had no so-called off-duty time.

A few people were silent for a while.

“The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is on the fourth floor.” Fred suddenly said,

"good."

Without any unnecessary words, Kyle and George immediately understood what he meant, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

 Fortunately, the elevator is still working.

 But because there were too many people, the place was already crowded with people, including therapists and people who came after getting the news.

 “This can’t go on like this, we have to find another way.”

 “Take the stairs,” Kyle said.

 But when they came to the stairs, they found that it was blocked by huge stones that fell from upstairs.

Several people are using blasting spells to try to blow up a passage, but with little success.

 “Get out of the way, don’t block the road!”

Kyle took out his wand. Instead of using the blasting spell, he used the transformation spell to turn the boulder into a swallow-tailed dog.

The swallow-tailed dog happily ran to the side, and in an instant, the stairs were opened.

 “The transformation spell can still be used in this way?” Fred said with a wink.

"Otherwise," Kyle said, "This is better than using the Explosive Curse."

 “Oh, that’s amazing.”

Just as the three of them were running upstairs quickly, a voice suddenly came from behind them, "But not everyone can deform such a big stone."

Kyle didn't look back, because he was worried about Cedric, and he didn't pay attention to the person behind him.

 But the other party was still chattering.

“It’s really amazing that you can do this at your age. Why do I feel that you look familiar? Do you also work in the Ministry of Magic?”

"But if you ask me, my son can definitely do it. He is transporting the wounded at the moment and insists that I go to help elsewhere."

“Oh, by the way, are you two Weasley children? How about Arthur?”

Hearing Mr. Weasley's name finally brought Kyle back to his senses. He suddenly realized that the other person's voice seemed familiar.

Kyle suddenly stopped and turned around to see a tall man with a short brown beard following behind them.

 “Mr. Diggory?” Kyle looked at the other person in disbelief, “Why is it you?”

“Oh, Kyle.” Amos Diggory was also surprised, “It’s you. No wonder I always felt familiar just now.”

　　After that, he also recognized Fred and George, "Sure enough, when I saw your hair, I knew you were the Weasley children. How about Arthur and Chris? Are they okay?"

"They are all fine." Fred smacked his lips, "Mr. Diggory, where is Cedric..."

"Sed, he escorted some seriously injured people to St. Mungo's." Amos Diggory said, "As you can see, only some simple treatment can be done here."

 “Is he okay?” George asked.

"Ah, it's okay." Mr. Diggory waved his hand and said in a lower voice: "Although it is a bit inappropriate to say this, when the Death Eaters attacked the Ministry of Magic, we were lucky enough to be at Borg's house to deal with his magical... Transformed animals."

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 (End of this chapter)