HP: Let professors walk towards the light

Azkaban once again experienced a large-scale prison break due to the Dementors' betrayal.

Just as the Ministry of Magic was urgently dealing with the second Azkaban prison break, Dumbledore left Hogwarts to attend the Ministry of Magic meeting. At this time, Voldemort, his Death Eaters and Dementors attacked the express train carrying a large number of students to Hogwarts without warning.

Although the car was equipped with Aurors and protected by a barrier comparable to that of Hogwarts, it was no match for the massive pressure exerted by Voldemort. There were even Ministry of Magic officials under the control of the Imperius Curse sneaking in. No one could have imagined that he would personally lead a large force to intercept a group of students.

Even Dumbledore.

Voldemort broke the ward of the Hogwarts Express, but he did not go after Potter. Instead, he ordered his Death Eaters to capture a large number of students.

Voldemort attacked without any consultation, and when Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic officials hurried to the destination, Voldemort was holding a group of students hostage.

McGonagall and I were the last to receive the news, but we also quickly rushed to the scene with the Hogwarts professors.

The express train stopped at the edge of a forest, almost ruining the place. The windows and doors were broken open, and except for those senior students who still had some ability, most of the other students had disappeared. Giants were eyeing them from the edge of the cliff, and Dementors were floating in the clouds above. It was obvious that this attack was prepared.

A prison break had just occurred in Azkaban, and the Ministry of Magic had just begun to investigate when the students of Hogwarts were attacked.

"I said, stop your little tricks, unless you want those hopes for the future of the wizarding world that I have transferred to appear in front of you one by one."

Voldemort's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Generally speaking, I would not do such a despicable thing, so I just let them move to a decent environment. I can return these precious children of the wizarding world to you intactly. But I have only one condition, Dumbledore! Come on, hand over the savior Potter who is sitting on the high platform in your palm!"

He did not kidnap Potter directly. Instead, he threatened the lives of a large number of students and forced Dumbledore to hand over Potter in front of everyone.

The words were very clear, a Porter and almost a car full of students.

"Now, make your choice right here, Dumbledore! After all, in a little while, if my people don't receive my cancellation order, they will send them directly to see Merlin as I have instructed long ago."

After Voldemort's ultimatum, some people could no longer sit still.

"No! No! My child! Dumbledore, the headmaster, my child is in his hands. Please, please save her. She is only eleven years old and hasn't even entered Hogwarts yet. I am alone and I can't lose my daughter again!" A male wizard working in the Ministry of Magic knelt down beside Dumbledore and begged him.

Not only him, but also parents of students working in the Ministry of Magic rushed to the scene after hearing the news of the attack on the Hogwarts Express.

Voldemort was sure of this. He might not be able to snatch people directly from Dumbledore, so he brought the battlefield out into the open.

"What do you mean! Isn't Harry a human being? Do you want Harry to go and die? Harry is also my godson, he is a living person!" Blake grabbed the man's collar and almost lifted him up from the ground.

"That's my biological daughter! My only daughter! The only one!"

The crowd started to make a noise, arguing, cursing, crying...

"It seems that it is difficult for Dumbledore to make a decision, right?"

Voldemort's voice rang out again, and everyone fell silent almost instantly, with only occasional sobs.

"I can give you my decision, but I still want to know the answer to a question." After a long time, Dumbledore spoke slowly, but after he finished speaking, he looked in my direction.

"Okay, go ahead. I'm in a good mood at the moment." Voldemort opened his arms and laughed wildly.

"I would like to know the whereabouts of a person named Hermalena Tallos," said Dumbledore.

Until this moment, my heart was lifted up. Even when Voldemort proposed such tricky transaction conditions, I had never felt uneasy. At this moment, I felt as if Dumbledore's words, no, when Hermalena's name appeared, I felt as if I was standing on thin ice above the abyss.

"Oh - this name does sound familiar, let me think..."

Voldemort's words caused a crack in the thin ice.

"Yes, I do know her. Did she rescue the traitor girl with you? Of course I remember her. Yes, I kidnapped her. About half a year ago, when I had such a perfect plan, I happened to meet this beautiful lady. I heard her calling the traitor's name, so I kidnapped her and made her do this simple multiple-choice question.

I was very satisfied with her answer, she saved all the students except Potter."

"Where is she..." As expected, I knew it was only Voldemort. I actually let Hermalene leave Hogwarts like that, exposing Hermalene to Voldemort. She was abducted by Voldemort for half a year, a full half a year!

I raised my wand-clenched hand.

"Where? I'm sorry, I don't know." Voldemort had a malicious smile on his face, and he became more excited.

"I knew that the child must be special to you, but I just invited her to have a cup of tea and be a guest. Unfortunately, how could I let her go if she knew about my great plan? So I just locked her up. If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten it."

Whatever, what a casual one!

Just as I was about to utter the Unforgivable Death Curse, Dumbledore suddenly interrupted me.

"Okay! Voldemort, I will give you Potter! But you must send all those children back intact, including Talros."

"What! No! Dumbledore!" Black shouted loudly. He wanted to go forward and argue with Dumbledore, but was restrained by several wizards.

The other members of the Order were also shocked, but that was only because they were not the ones who made the choice.

Potter looked at Dumbledore, who already had some wounds on his body, probably from the attack on the train.

His green, crystal clear eyes were looking at Dumbledore.

"I will go."

Porter said firmly, "This is also my own choice."

I noticed that Dumbledore thrust the Resurrection Stone into Potter's hands as he passed by, but I could see from his eyes that Potter had already made up his mind to go forward alone, even without the Resurrection Stone.

"Hahahahahaha!" Voldemort laughed wildly and madly.

"Here we go, one must die at the hands of the other! Potter, you will be the only one to die!" Voldemort walked forward and grabbed Potter's face roughly with one hand.

"See, your blood is so powerful. Now I can touch you at will." He placed his wand on Potter's scar, and Potter knelt on one knee in pain.

"Harry! Let him go you bloody bastard!"

Black's roar was in my ears and Voldemort's distorted face was in front of me.

Potter will be fine, Potter will be fine...

Voldemort then told Potter to take up his wand and engage in a wizard duel to the death.

Potter is now an adult, and the protective magic of love will no longer work on Voldemort, but at least this blow will not kill Potter.

We have to think of a way, Snape, use your brain, think... think...

"Wait, Voldemort! You took responsibility for those children." Dumbledore interrupted Voldemort who was eager to fight.

Voldemort seemed very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's behavior and touched his smooth head impatiently.

"Let them go."

He gave orders to the Death Eater behind him, and the man quickly left.

"Yes, let's stop here for now."

Voldemort had Potter in a tight grasp.

"Then let others take care of the rest, Potter. I think we need a new battlefield where we won't be disturbed."

Voldemort took Potter away, and at the same time, the Death Eaters and giants behind him took action, Dementors in the sky swooped down, and the war was about to break out.

Dumbledore and I exchanged glances. I followed Voldemort from a distance, never expecting him to come outside the Hogwarts barrier.

Voldemort had already started fighting with Potter. Compared with an opponent who had killed countless people, Potter was obviously at a disadvantage. Potter was knocked to the ground, and Voldemort cast the Killing Curse without saying a word.

Everything happened in an instant. When I landed, Potter was lying on the ground motionless, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

"Hahahaha, Snape! I knew you would come, but unfortunately, you came too late, too late! Harry - Potter, is dead! Hahahaha - as for you, come on, I will allow you to have a chance to fight me." Voldemort said almost crazily.

He stroked his wand, then slowly raised it.

I glanced at Potter on the ground and caught his fingers twitching slightly. It seemed that he was successful. So, leave the rest to me.