Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 667 Convergence
"Dumbledore, are you all right?"

Scrimgeour was full of worries, and the last thing he expected happened.

Even Dumbledore was... old too.

Scrimgeour never quite confirmed this.

To his horror even more, Dumbledore swayed and looked almost collapsed.

"Albus, your current physical condition..."

"It's okay, I'm getting old after all, although the total burst of magic power in an instant is still the same as before, but it can't last for long." Dumbledore said weakly, the muscles on his face were twitching non-stop.

Rufus Scrimgeour hurried over to support Albus Dumbledore, then hurriedly shouted hello to the Auror behind him.

He wanted to find some therapists who escaped from [St. Mungo's Magical Hospital] to treat Dumbledore.

"We need to find you a quiet place, you must take a good rest..."

"No, you must find Harry Potter... find Harry!" Dumbledore shouted staccatoly and firmly.

"I know, I know, I will..."

"No, Rufus! Find Harry no matter how much you pay..." As he spoke, Dumbledore raised his old wand tremblingly, and wrapped it around his forehead, a strand of silvery memory lingered on the tip of the wand.

Then Dumbledore flicked it again, and that memory... became a little Albus Dumbledore again.

Like a doll, held in the palm of his hand.

The old bee stuffed it into Scrimgeour's hands, and said firmly, "Rufus, if I'm not here, when things become irreversible...give this to MacGuffin Albert, and Severus..."

"What!" Scrimgeour's voice raised two tones, "What do you mean you're not here..."

"Just in case, Rufus! Judging from Voldemort's behavior just now, I guess the worst has happened... I must make sure that what I know is understood."

"Listen, the MacGuffin can decipher the message I left behind."

"And Severus, I trust him... remember to tell Harry, no matter what happens. He can trust his friend..."

While the two were talking, a very young red-haired wizard sprinted over from a distance,
It was Percy Weasley with a vicissitudes of life and an unshaven beard.

Shocked and terrified, he hurried over.

But when he saw Dumbledore's current situation, he was speechless for a moment...forgot what he was going to say.

"Minister, Professor Dumbledore...you have to look outside, I can't describe to you what happened." After taking a breath, he said.

"What happened!" Scrimgeour asked pretending to be calm.

"The sky is falling!" said Percy, startled.

"The sky... is falling!" Scrimgeour repeated, and then stared at this young employee who had just joined the job, with veins throbbing on his forehead.

If he hadn't known the moment, people wouldn't have dared to joke about him like this, and Scrimgeour wouldn't have paid any attention to such nonsense.

But Dumbledore seemed to have expected it. He let go of the Gryffindor sword that was tightly stuck in his hand, and handed it to Percy, who was restless. Then, with his hands free, he rummaged in the pocket of his robe, and found a brown vial after a while.

He struggled to remove the stopper, a rumbling sound like a steam train suddenly burst out from the small bottle, and a stream of white steam rushed straight out of the bottle mouth.

Then Dumbledore raised the vial and drank the liquid inside.

He regained his spirit all of a sudden, as if he had become back to the past, or younger.

The entire face of the crowd was a bit too young, and there was still a strong blush on both sides of the cheeks, and puffs of white steam came out of the nostrils and ear holes.

The whole person's face radiated.

Seeing Percy and Skrein stunned, Dumbledore smiled self-deprecatingly.

"A powerful refreshing agent! Madam Pomfrey prepared it for me."

"Come on, let me see if the situation outside is as bad as I expected... By the way, Rufus, remember what I just said, if things develop into the worst unforeseen circumstances, give that thing to McGuffin Albert, and he will tell Harry how to do it."

After that, several people passed through the main hall of the Ministry of Magic, which had begun to gradually return to its original state.
Pass the wizarding Muggles who are still in an abnormal state by the fireplace, pass through the dark and deep underground tunnel, and walk to the ground.

The Muggle city that has fallen.

Then, Scrimgeour and Dumbledore saw what Percy said——

It looks like the sky is falling.

At the top of their heads, above the entire Ministry of Magic... The sky that originally shattered like a mirror panel shattered directly.

Those shattered skies undulate in a huge vortex.

The originally red night sky, those shattered blood moon fragments, and the strangely lit stars were all constantly rotating around the center.

And as the entire sky suddenly brightened, the reflection of another world began to appear on the sky.

It was as if there was an upside-down world right above their heads.

Scrimgeour saw the black-red lava land in that world; the innumerable huge sculptures and temple palaces; the ever-spreading orange-red lava lakes and waterfalls; and the ravines and canyons all over the world...

And he will never forget that... the strange triangular-shaped blood tree that he saw just now,
This thing is located in that vortex, that canyon... the deepest, most central position. (It seems to be stationed in the center of the eye of the storm, constantly growing toward them...stretching out the terrifying branches)

In the eyes of several people, this strange tree is growing upside down like this, getting closer to their real world.

The heart of the person who made everyone staring at this sky...full of depression,

Percy even felt that riding on an old-fashioned broom like the Comet Seven, and jumping a little in the air, he could touch the frightening strange tree.

"Albus!" Scrimgeour pointed upwards, speechless, "Did you already know..."

"Yes, I know that Voldemort almost sacrificed the entire city's magical ceremony, and it won't be destroyed so easily..."

"What I did just now... was just to redisplay the hidden world in front of us."

"Now we have the opportunity to leave the city."

"What!" Percy exclaimed in surprise.

Then he immediately looked around carefully, there were only the three of them in front of him, and the other wizards were silently obeying Scrimgeour's orders, supporting each other, and evacuating towards that passage.

Withdraw to the restored Ministry of Magic and go underground.

Apart from Rufus, the new Minister of Magic, Percy was the only one who heard this.

"Is it true? Albus!" Scrimgeour asked gravely.

"It's just an opportunity. Right now, the entire city of London is still shrouded in the ritual of Voldemort's black magic. It's easy to get in, but...it's very difficult to get out."

"But after all, they are already in the same world dimension."

Seeing the puzzled looks of the two people in front of him, Dumbledore turned around and pointed at the sky in all directions with the Elder Wand in his hand.

At this time, Scrimgeour and Percy discovered that in addition to the huge vortex above the sky, in various places in the city, there were about five flesh and blood pillars connecting the sky and the earth.

The Pillar of Flesh and Flesh, which was originally recognizable, began to appear openly in front of people's eyes.

They are inserted straight into another world in the sky, as if they are passages connecting the two worlds.

And only at this time, Scrimgeour noticed that above his head, there was indeed a vine-like pillar of flesh and blood that was gradually dissolving, and was torn into pieces by the irresistible vortex that occupied half of the sky, and was involved in it.

Dumbledore continued, "We have just destroyed one of Voldemort's final anchors and pillars in this world. If he wants to maintain the continuation of the magic ceremony, he needs to reveal all the pillars, so that the world of reflections in the magical secret realm is closely connected with our world...that is, this city."

"This also means...we can really find Voldemort this time."

"I don't understand! I..." Just as Scrimgeour was about to say something, he froze suddenly, staring behind Percy and Dumbledore with wide-eyed eyes.

Then, the look of surprise on his face was beyond words.

"Ha! Connelly, Professor McGonagall! Nice to see you..." Scrimgeour exclaimed.

Percy turned around immediately, and saw a large group of wizards on broomsticks (and some Thestral wagons)... approaching them quickly from a not-so-distant height.

Then, it slowly landed not far away.

Not only the teachers and students of Hogwarts (there are many senior students who are about to graduate), but also the student representatives from other schools were directly brought to this place by their leaders.

This is a large batch of reinforcements, just what all the wizards who stand here have been looking forward to.

But compared to Scrimgeour's relieved appearance, the expressions of the others were not very good.

As soon as Cornelius Fudge came down, he walked over with a serious face and asked very eagerly, "What's going on? Rufus... when we left, the whole city wasn't like this..."

"In this way, such a city... What will happen to our British wizarding world?"

"Magic world?" Scrimgeour smiled bitterly, he sighed heavily, and said directly, "Look above, look around, right? Fudge! Everything has been turned upside down...everything we know is different from today. Now it is no longer a case that the British magic world can solve alone."

But Scrimgeour was interrupted by a scream from Cornelius Fudge.

He spotted the deep tunnel leading to the Ministry of Magic, and mostly ragged Ministry employees, helping each other...inward.

Knowing where this is, Fudge immediately had an incredible idea in his mind.

"Rufus, is it... the Ministry of Magic?" He was so frightened that he wanted a negative answer.

But the reality is not what he expected.

"That's right..." Scrimgeour told several people (the referees of the Top Ten Tournament, and the students who are about to graduate) that after they left,

What happened in the entire city of London, the magical world [St. Mungo's Hospital], and the explanations and sayings he didn't understand, but heard from Dumbledore.

After getting Dumbledore to confirm that this is all true, Fudge even looks like he is going to collapse on the ground.

For a moment, he looked weaker than Dumbledore.

And the heads of wizard representatives abroad...Maxim, Akinbad, Aha, and Jessida Gray surrounded Dumbledore and asked what that abnormal sight in the sky was.

Together they looked up at the huge vortex in the sky, and at the appearance of the dome about to collapse, their hearts were also filled with fear.

……

At the same time, Lucius Malfoy and Bellatrix also stopped on a Muggle road, staring blankly at the changes that took place in the sky.

Unlike Lucius' trembling, Bellatrix was fascinated by the great power displayed by Voldemort.

She was fascinated by the huge tree of flesh and blood in the center of the vortex in the sky, and even forgot to carry out Voldemort's order for a while.

Until those mutated and grotesque living corpses, as well as some frightened dark wizards... came together,
This crazy guy is sober.

She hastily followed the guidance of the gray-white beetle in Lucius' hand, and moved forward quickly.

After a while, the two came to Privet Drive in Little Whinging District, an ordinary Muggle street.

Lucius stopped and stood outside the street entrance.

He looked at the rows of Muggle houses in front of him, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, hesitating very much.

"Lucius...you must understand that this is our last chance, the master will not give us a second chance."

"Since I came back, I always feel that something is wrong. You are hiding something. Do you have something to hide from me, from my sister..."

"No no, nothing!"

Old Malfoy was taken aback.

It didn't occur to him what Voldemort hadn't seen, that this female vampire, who was no longer a wizard... could find out.

'No, take it easy...Lucius! ' Lucius Malfoy thought.

'That old guy Dumbledore said... as long as there is anything related to Draco Malfoy, no one will find out...even if the other party is the Dark Lord.You have met Voldemort, and what happened next proves it..."

"As the price for keeping this secret, I have to give something to that Mudblood of MacGuffin Albert..."

"The old guy didn't say that he would betray the Dark Lord, yes... yes... that's all, I didn't betray my master, I will kill those two Muggles..."

Malfoy could only comfort himself in this way.

Because he knew that he would cater to the Dark Lord no matter what... As long as the Death Eaters knew that Draco had become a DLS, all the reputation of the entire Malfoy family would be wiped out.

The entire Malfoy family may even be reduced to a situation worse than that of the Weasley family among the pure-blood wizard families.

Their huge wealth will instead become fat for the hyenas to fight for.

Absolutely, absolutely not revealing this matter to anyone...even his wife Narcissa, and Bella in front of him...especially Bella....

Lucius knew very well what kind of fellow this female vampire in front of him was. Except for Voldemort, she could treat almost anyone cruelly, even if it was his own sister.

——He must maintain the effect of the spell and hide the secret of De LS forever.

Lucius Malfoy looked away from the tree of flesh and blood in the sky again...

After taking a few deep breaths, he looked forward firmly and followed Bellatrix into the Muggle community.

(End of this chapter)