Chesterton Avery was panting, turning a deaf ear to the sound inside and outside the castle, with only a little big in his eyes. He was hiding between the broom under the first floor staircase, peeking through the keyhole to see what was happening outside.

This is where Filch used to store 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. There are many places in the broom: it's hidden enough and close to the foyer - which means it's convenient to escape; and he can also observe people from other floors through the keyhole.

Avery believes that his status is far higher than Umbridge because he is the pure blood of "Avery", and Umbridge is only a "relative" of the Selwin family. His cousin tells him this as a joke.

Just like this time, the Dark King gave him a weapon for the sake of the Avery family, and therefore his mission was much easier.

He heard a loud, loud squeal, followed by Umbridge's scream echoing in the empty corridor, and she yelled: "Avery! I got it! Come out quickly and come and save me!"

Avery wished she could kill this woman...

He quickly rushed to the broomstick against the wall, picked out two of them—the flying broomstick he had hidden, and then he opened the door angrily, ran towards the sound, and was immediately startled: Behind Umbridge was a beautiful phoenix, which was chasing and spitting out flames.

“There are many obstacles!”

Avery yelled loudly by passing his wand over Umbridge's shoulder. A red light hit Fox, but slipped away. Although it didn't work, it slowed down Fox, and it raised its wings and hung in the air.

Umbridge rushed over with her short legs. She had already recovered from her cost. The compound decoction failed, which meant that her plan to use Mafalda as a scapegoat failed completely.

"You got it?" Avery asked anxiously.

"Get it."

"Both items are in the principal's office?"

"Everything is there! I didn't expect Snape to be too-" Umbridge said as she ran, her voice was hoarse, and she didn't stop when passing by Avery, but instead grabbed a broom from his arms. Then she left him alone.

Avery almost got angry, and he recited several evil curses to Fox, turning around and running. When he caught up with Umbridge, he roared in a low voice: "Give me the things, you've been exposed!"

"No!" Umbridge shouted. They ran to the hall, where many people gathered. Some of them were students who had cleared the corpse and returned to the castle to rest, some were students who sneaked out to watch the fun, and several staff members of the Ministry of Magic stood at the entrance of the oak gate.

"It's amazing," said Waiki Teckros, looking into the distance. At this time, he heard footsteps and turned around to see Avery and Umbridge running towards them with a very beautiful bird following behind him.

"Where are you?" He immediately stood up angrily, and the long-established dissatisfaction suddenly burst out, "You two lazy cowards--"

"Get out!"

Avery waved his wand and the spell hit Techros' chest. He leaned against the wall and fainted without saying a word.

There were screams in the hall, some people scolded loudly, some people were confused, and they were obviously unable to figure out what was going on. But there were seven or eight people who responded quickly - both from the Ministry of Magic and students who had participated in the battle before and now rested - who raised their wands vigilantly.

Avery thought to himself, it was this time!

He took out a small wooden box from his chest and threw it to the height. The box paused slightly under the gaze of everyone, and then the lid bounced open and a man in a black robe appeared.

He was tall and thin, without a trace of hair, and his extremely oppressive red eyes slowly glanced at everyone. Everyone was stunned and retreated uncontrollably, pushing and screaming, and no one had the courage to look at him.

Although it was incredible, that was Voldemort.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Umbridge and Avery slipped out of the foyer, as relaxed as if they were outing.

"Voldemort" let out a loud, cold laugh, and he raised his wand, which accumulated green light.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a deformed Boggot!" Frank Longbotton and Alice Longbotton suddenly appeared and shouted loudly. They were waiting for this moment. Frank raised his wand and shouted, "Funny and funny!"

‘Voldemor’ just waved his hand lazily, and the spell didn’t work at all.

Frank looked shocked. At this time, "Vodemort" stretched out his wand and pointed at him. The huge sense of oppression made people unable to distinguish reality. A whispering voice appeared in his ears. "Vodemort transformed this Bogt and fixed its state into his own image. Maybe it added some material, but it was still Bogt in essence, just looking at bluffing..."

A green light hit. The scoring hourglass containing red gems in the corner suddenly jumped up and stood in front of Frank Longbotton. The green light hit it, smashing the hourglass to pieces. Ruby spread all over the floor. Alice Longbotton's face was tense and he held his wand.

Frank Longbotton quickly met with Alice, told the situation, and vaguely pointed out the idea that Felix was not going to show up.

"We can deal with it," he said, and the students ran into the auditorium, and a few brave students looked back as they ran.

Felix stared for a moment and found that the Longbottons could handle the mutated Bogt, he rushed to the distance. He tried to minimize the number of moves and had not made public appearances so far. Remus was also cooperating with him to blur his time trajectory. Only in this way can he appear at critical moments "just right".

Umbridge and Avery rode on the flying broom, unable to believe their good luck, they actually escaped successfully. Two brooms quickly passed through the stone steps, thinking about flying outside the school. The professors and students on the hillside saw them, but they did not stop them.

"Leave me the things, Umbridge, I am the person in charge of the action!" Avery lay on the broom and shouted as he flew.

"Dream." Umbridge said, she pulled the broom handle and wanted to stay away from him, but Avery always leaned over. Umbridge's eyes turned desperately, and she had already thought about it. Once she left the school scope, she would immediately use a phantom shift and hand it over to the Dark King with her own hands.

There was no way, Mafalda didn't know who rescued her, and the damn phoenix was chasing her too tightly, so she was completely exposed.

The mysterious man once promised to help her clear the stumbling blocks in the department and help her as the Minister of Magic naturally became a waste. At present, she had no choice but to turn to the mysterious man, but how to surrender was also a science. If she could deliver what he wanted most, she would undoubtedly become an important figure in the Death Eater.

In this way, Avery becomes an obstacle...

Boom! A huge sound came from a distance, the ground swayed, Harry's body tilted and almost pounced on Sirius. Although it was a little blurry, he still realized what was going on. It was too much noise-

A mountain collapsed.

Harry opened his eyes wide, as shocked as everyone else, and then he saw Umbridge and Avery riding a broom in the sky from the corner of his eyes.

Without thinking, he picked up the fire crossbow arrows on the ground and rushed out.

"Harry?"

Felix, who was chasing behind him slowly, looked at the direction of Hogsmeade village, and was amazed in his heart. The fight was so fierce. Voldemort would not be beaten to death by Dumbledore, what did he do?

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

Dumbledore couldn't do it, and Felix couldn't do it either. After repeated considerations between him and Dumbledore, he finally came to a conclusion: Voldemort's purpose was very clear, which was the Horcrux, and the rest were all tricks, so the school was the top priority.

At least one of them had to keep an eye on the situation in the school throughout the whole process and was ready to support him at any time.

But they had no choice but to see where Voldemort appeared. So when Felix discovered that only some cannon fodder were besieging the Sword Castle, he knew that Dumbledore would not be able to come back in a short time.

Voldemort chose to hold Dumbledore, but Dumbledore also wanted to hold Voldemort so that Felix could calmly lead things to what they wanted.

Cutting out Voldemort's wings is just a matter of convenience. The most difficult thing is to convince Voldemort that his two Horcruxes are intact and are in Dumbledore's hands. Dumbledore will not be able to live long in his eyes...

Once Voldemort accepts this ‘setting’ and has a Horcrux in front of him, his choices are extremely limited.

Both Felix and Dumbledore like to take the initiative. They cannot always wait for opportunities passively and spend their energy on how to prevent Voldemort from conspiring and tricks. At least Felix himself is not happy.

...

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

"You should call Master!" Avery shouted.

Umbridge did not respond. She heard a vague, harsh voice. She thought she had heard it wrong. A red light flashed past her hair. She took a breath, laid her short and fat body on the broom, and looked back.

It's that Porter!

He was flying towards them on a broom, with several people following behind him, but Potter was the fastest. He was extremely agile, and while controlling the broom to speed up, he shot out spells. In the blink of an eye, Avery was hit by a coma spell and fell off the broom.

Umbridge was shocked. She hurriedly pointed behind her wand, "Speedly imprisoned! Quickly imprisoned! Quickly-imprisoned!" Then she gritted her teeth and turned the direction of the broom, and flew towards the Hogsmeade village. She had only one thought in her mind: leave the range of anti-phantom movement and seek shelter from the mysterious person.

She had already figured out how to report it in her mind. As for Dumbledore, there was no need to worry at all. As long as the mysterious man wanted to get the locket and crown, he would do his best to protect her.

Another coma curse hit her, and although it failed to hit, it also woke Umbridge up from her beautiful dream.

The ghostly Porter!

She was furious and turned around and saw that Harry was already close to her and was aiming at her with a magic wand. A silver stag flew out from the tip of the wand. Umbridge was stunned. Was Potter so immersed? He used a patron saint to her? What did you think?

She is not a dementor.

Umbridge ignored her and tried hard to speed up the flying broom. Suddenly, her head hurt a sharp pain, as if she was hit hard by something hard. Her eyes turned black and almost fell off the broom like Avery. When she touched the back of her head, it was covered in blood.

"hiss!"

Umbridge was resentful and shocked, and the patron saint could hit someone? She wondered for a moment if she had never learned this magic... The silver light appeared from above her side again, and she quickly moved the broom to the side. The patron saint's hooves stepped on her hand holding the broom handle, which made her scream in pain and almost fell off the broom.

After she barely controlled the unobedient broom, the sound of the patron saint stepping on the air sounded behind her again. Umbridge turned his head in despair, the silver stag was directly above her, and her two front hooves were raised high, and she knew she was done, although she was just a little short of that she could use the phantom to move.

"Bang!"

The patron saint was suddenly broken up, Umbridge turned back in disbelief - Porter was not far from her, his face full of surprise, her eyes passed over Porter and looked behind him, Snape rode a broom and held a wand with a look of evil.

If you only look at the results, you might think it was an Oo, and Snape's spell just accidentally hit Potter's patron saint, which helped the worse.

But Umbridge knew that Snape was a spy, and she was overjoyed and flew over the last distance and passed the walls of Hogwarts.

She smelled the smell of freedom, the smell of rights, of course, she didn't care who gave it to him, as long as she could occupy a high position. She stared at the battlefield in the distant village of Hogsmeade, ready to use the phantom to move.

She hadn't tried to move phantoms while flying at high speed, but she was full of confidence. At least at this moment, Umbridge's desire for power and his desire to appear next to the mysterious person can be equated.

"The Horcrux flew in." A young, gentle and calm voice said, Umbridge sounded familiar, but she didn't react for a moment. Who was talking? What was it? Horcrux? What was Horcrux?

Then she felt her pocket lighter, and she watched the locket and crown in her pocket fly out, drawing two almost identical arcs, falling into the hands of the man who suddenly appeared outside the school wall-

It's Felix Happ!

Umbridge didn't even have time to fear him, but an incredible idea came up: it turned out that the crown and locket were Horcruxes. The next moment, she completely disappeared and successfully used the phantom to move and escape.

Felix silently stuffed the locket and crown into his pocket, "Professor Happ?" Harry controlled the fire crossbow and circled twice in vain where Umbridge disappeared, and finally landed in front of him.

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

"It's a pity that Umbridge ran away." Harry looked quite regretful, and then he seemed to think of something, and said anxiously: "So her target is really a Horcrux? Haven't you and Principal Dumbledore destroyed it yet?" He complained, "This is too dangerous. Fortunately, you arrived in time, if you were taken away by her-" He shivered, unable to imagine what would happen.

Several more brooms fell down. As soon as their toes hit the ground, Moody, Tonks and Sirius surrounded Snape.

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

Moody, Tonks and Sirius didn't say anything, but just glanced at Snape. Snape said coldly: "Maybe it was because my spell was missed. It didn't hit the enemy, but hit Potter's patron saint..."

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

"So that's the case," Felix said, everyone else was surprised by the understatement in his tone and looked at him.
To be continued...