"He didn't leave!" Harry shouted.

He didn't believe it, he wouldn't believe it at all, and he still used all his strength to resist Lupin.

Lupin didn't understand the people hiding behind the curtain. Harry heard them whispering when he first came to the room, Sirius was hiding there, but he couldn't see him.

"Sirian!" he shouted. "Sirian!"

"He won't be back, Harry," Lupin said, his voice intermittently as he struggled to grab Harry "He won't be back, because he..."

Bellatrix helped Lupin say the words, "I killed him! I killed Sirius Black! I killed... Hahahahahaha!"

The woman's clamoring voice hit Harry hard in his mind, which made Harry vague, followed by a huge anger. In Harry's heart, Black was already the last relative in the world. When Harry was still young, his parents' death made him helpless, even the memories of his current memory were intermittent.

But Black's death was right in front of him. Harry understood what Neville said when he looked at Bellatrix. At least someone has avenged them now. Harry also wanted to say that, and to Bellatrix, he wanted to avenge Sirius.

Around them, the fight continued meaninglessly.

Those sounds were meaningless for Harry, and it didn't matter if the spell flew past them, nothing was relevant, but Lupin shouldn't pretend to think... Sirius standing behind a curtain a few feet away from them... would never appear again, would never swing his black hair, and would never desire to re-enter the battle.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from behind the platform.

Harry saw Kingsley falling heavily to the ground and shouting in pain. Bellatrix looked at Harry Potter provocatively, and he was still repeating the word that I killed Black. It was like a little girl humming her attitude. He took a person's life so unfairly. This was simply a crazy woman.

She turned and ran, now halfway through the stairs.

"Harry...no!" Lupin shouted, but Harry's arm had already pulled out of Lupin's loose hands.

"He killed Sirius!" Harry shouted "She killed him, I'm going to kill her!"

Then, he began to chase her.

He climbed onto the stone chair, and people shouted behind him, but he didn't care.

Bellatrix's robe disappeared in the front and they returned to the ventricle.

"Wait Harry! You can't get over now, you are not Bellatrix's opponent." Suddenly, a black magic army stood in front of Harry and blocked Harry's way.

Harry didn't know who the person in front of him was, his voice and height were the same, and he was wearing a mask.

"I want to avenge my godfather."

"But you are not her opponent. She is deliberately waiting for you to pass. Once you pass, the demon in hell is waiting for you. Unless Mr. Sherlock comes here in person, otherwise you will die if you go..." said the member of the Black Magic Army.

"Even if Voldemort is waiting for me there, I'm going to go there."

"You are crazy! I absolutely do not allow you to disrupt Mr. Sherlock's plan. And once Voldemort kills you or plunders you, this time it will be a waste of this trip. Even if our Black Magic Army's efforts are in vain, we are waiting for Mr. Sherlock to appear here." The tone of the Black Magic Army increased, and several members of the Black Magic Army appeared around.

"But he hasn't appeared yet, and the war is almost over." Harry said anxiously.

"We are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals. The showdown between Voldemort and Sherlock is ace vs. ace. Once they fight, listen to me and run as far as they are. Otherwise, they will not die at the hands of the enemy, but they will be killed because of the aftermath of the fight between them. It is too unfair." He pulled Harry and told the other party not to be impulsive.

But suddenly another young Death Eater attacked the Black Magic Army, which caught them off guard.

"Harry... I killed Black!" Bellatrix ran over and looked at Harry again. Harry was angry for a moment, and at this time, the Black Magic Army fought with the Death Eaters again, and no one stopped Harry Potter.

"Harry! How damn it!" The member of the Dark Sword Army who initially persuaded Harry was very angry. Under the mask was an angry Dandeney. At the beginning, he saw Harry chasing Bellatrix and stopped him.

Although he knew that Harry was going to die, Bellatrix was also the mistress of the Lestranger family, and Dandney stood from a very tangled perspective.

If there is a chance, Dandeney still hopes that the rest of the Lestrang family will not continue to stand in Voldemort's camp, because Dandeney can't see hope on Voldemort's side. The strength of both sides will inevitably be Sherlock can win in the long-term confrontation.

Harry had long forgotten the persuasion that people had just heard of him. He ran, but Bellatrix had already closed the door, and the wall began to rotate again.4

Once again he was surrounded by a candlestick with blue light.

"Where is the exit?" he shouted in despair, and the wall stopped turning. "Where is the exit?"

It seemed like the room was waiting for him to ask this question.

The door directly behind him opened, and the corridor leading to the elevator appeared in front of him.

The corridor was empty, and the lights were lit. He continued to run wildly.

He could hear the sound of an elevator running in front of him. He accelerated, ran over the corner, and smashed his fist on the button to call another elevator.

The elevator slowly fell, and as soon as the iron door opened, Harry flashed in, and now he smashed the button marked "Lobby" with his fist.

The door was closed, and he was rising now.

Before the elevator door was fully opened, he rushed out.

Bellatrix almost arrived at the elevator at the phone booth, but when Harry ran towards her, she turned around and cast a spell.

He hid behind the 'Magic Fountain', and the spell flew past him and hit the door at the other end of the hall, causing them to ring like a doorbell.

There are no stairs here.

She stopped.

He curled up behind the statue and listened carefully.

"Come out, come out, little Harry!" she called in the baby's tone, her voice echoing in the hall.

"What are you here to find me? I think you are here to avenge my dear cousin, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Harry shouted, and with a sound of echoing, it sounded like Harry was shouting over and over again: "That's right! That's right! That's right!"

"Potter, you won't beat me!" she shouted.

"I used to be, and now, the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord. I learned the Dark Magic from him, and the power of the spells I know is so powerful that you, the poor little boy, will never confront him..."

His scar was so painful and burning, and the severe pain made his tears flow out.

But Harry began to mock Bellatrix, "Think about your mission failed today, how will Voldemort punish you? The prophecy ball has been broken by me, and you have encountered the Book of Sherlock but did not take it out! You have lost your troops but failed."

"No... Master, please forgive me!" Bellatrix hugged his head as if he was very scared.

"Don't bother!" Harry shouted, his eyes narrowed with unprecedented pain. "Here, he can't hear you!"

"Really, Potter?" said a shrill, pointed voice.

Harry opened his eyes.

A tall and thin man wearing a black turban and a pale and haggard face like a snake stared at Harry with his scarlet eyes.

Voldemort appeared in the middle of the hall, pointing his wand straight at Harry, who was motionless.

"So, you broke my prophecy ball? And my men didn't get the Book of Sherlock!!!" Voldemort said softly, staring at Harry with his cold red eyes.

"I had already gotten the master, but sherlock cast a spell on it, so I couldn't lift it!"

"Bad! Do you think he will put the book alone waiting for you to get it without preparing? Only a wizard without desire and stealing heart can take Sherlock's Book, and you should let Harry pick it up in person!"

"I was very anxious at the time. Master, I want to get that book for you."

"Shut up, Bella." Voldemort said threateningly.

"I'll deal with you soon. Do you think I came to the Ministry of Magic to listen to your apology?"

"But in addition to us, there are other groups of people below the Order of the Phoenix. I killed Black, but there are another group of wizards coming, which caught us off guard." Bellatrix explained.

Voldemort ignored it.

"A bunch of jumping clowns, I will let them know that everything is useless in the face of real magic. I will kill them all and then the body becomes a pyramid!"

Then Voldemort looked at Harry Potter again.

"I have nothing to say to you, Potter." He said quietly.

"You have been bored by me for a long time. Avadasaudi!"

Harry didn't open his mouth to resist, his mind was blank, and his wand pointed to the floor with no use.

But the water flow in the fountain seemed to come alive, and a long column of water was sprayed out from it. The column of water spread out in front of Harry to form a wall of water. The death curse hit the wall of water and formed a large hole, but did not kill Potter.

Speaking of which, Voldemort is really capable. If ordinary people cannot break Poseidon's defense at all, as Sherlock's three major Homiz, Prometheus has the strongest attack ability, Zeus has the best assist, and Poseidon's defense ability is the most useful.

But Voldemort's random death curse could break Poseidon's defense.

But at least Harry Potter's life was preserved.

A face appeared on the water wall, revealing a laugh that mocked Voldemort.

"What?" yelled Voldemort, looking around, and then he gasped "Sherlock Mephisto!"

Harry looked over Voldemort, his heart beating wildly.

Sherlock was standing in front of the golden gate.

"It's a stupid Grandpa Voldemort to come here tonight!" Sherlock said calmly. He was the first one to dare to call Grandpa Voldemort, but there was a lot of sarcasm in it, but there was nothing wrong with this, because Voldemort and Sherlock's grandpa were indeed classmates, and they were also friends after graduation. In Voldemort's words, Mephisto's former patriarch was the only friend he had not been forced to treat.

Sherlock continued, "Ao Luos are on the way here..."

Bellatrix hid behind Voldemort's robe and did not dare to look at Sherlock slowly walking towards him. It was not until this tit-for-tat scene that Bellatrix truly understood that there was indeed a terrifying figure in the magic world who was not as weak as Voldemort and Dumbledore, and the most important thing was that he was still so young.

It can even be described as young.

But the pressure on people's aura was very strong. Bellatrix felt scared just by looking at Sherlock. The magic power was irresistible, just like facing the angry Voldemort.

She had been in Azkaban for too long. After coming out, she heard the rumors about Sherlock but didn't believe it. She thought she was just a smart little wizard, and she was almost the same as her young master.

But now when Bella is facing it, she realizes that she is wrong.

"This is simply unnecessary. Are we two heads of two-headed snakes biting each other? This is a kind of self-killing killing of compatriots!" Voldemort roared.

It can be seen that the sudden appearance of the boy in front of him made the old guy very annoyed.

"I was just signaling that you were sending your hands to steal my stuff, so I rushed over and took a look, but I didn't expect that even the person behind you, you, had encountered it." Sherlock said calmly.

Voldemort's face became ugly, but then he smiled again, "How is Dumbledore? He must be very good now."

Voldemort waved his wand like a musician directing the baton in his hand.

The sculptures in the lobby of the Ministry of Magic came alive like thread-lifting puppets. They were staggering around, but no one could tell that as long as Voldemort chants the spell, these statues would become terrible killing weapons.

"Professor Dumbledore is very good, he even knows you'll do it tonight."

Harry was puzzled and wondered why they suddenly involved Dumbledore.

"That's natural... the moment I felt my soul was damaged, I knew Dumbledore must have paid the corresponding price, but I had to rest for a while if the soul was damaged, so he could guess that today was nothing." Voldemort smiled evilly.
Chapter completed!