Chesterton Avery was panting, ignoring the sounds inside and outside the castle, and the world in his eyes was only a tiny bit bigger. He was hiding in the broom closet under the spiral staircase on the first floor, spying on the movements outside through the keyhole.

This was where Filch stored buckets, mops, brooms and various cleaning tools, but Filch had not been here for a while. Avery chose this place at first sight. The location of this broom closet has many advantages: it is hidden enough and close to the hallway - which means it is convenient for escape; and he can also observe people coming down from other floors through the keyhole.

Avery believes that his status is far higher than Umbridge, because he is a pure-blooded "Avery", while Umbridge is just a "relative" of the Selwyn family. His cousin told him this as a joke.

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

He heard a high, loud chirp, and then Umbridge's scream echoed through the empty corridor, and she screamed, "Avery! I've got it! Come out, come and save me!"

Avery wanted to kill her. This woman...

He quickly rushed to the brooms piled against the wall and picked out two of them - they were the flying brooms he had hidden, and then - he angrily opened the door and ran towards the sound, and was immediately startled: behind Umbridge followed a beautiful phoenix, it was chasing after her, and it opened its mouth and spit out balls of fire.

"There are many obstacles!"

Avery shouted loudly, raising his wand over Umbridge's shoulder. A red light hit Fawkes, but it slipped away. Although it didn't work, it slowed Fawkes down, and he raised his wings and hung in the air.

Umbridge rushed over on her short legs. She had returned to her original appearance. The Polyjuice Potion had lost its effect, which meant that her plan to use Mafalda as a scapegoat had completely failed.

"Did you get it?" Avery asked anxiously.

"I got it."

"Both are in the headmaster's office?"

"Both! I didn't expect Snape to be the one—" Umbridge said as she ran, her voice was very hoarse. When she passed Avery, she didn't stop at all, but snatched a broomstick from his arms. Then she left him alone.

Avery was almost angry. He cursed Fawkes a few more times and turned to run. When he caught up with Umbridge, he roared in a low voice: "Give the things to me, you've been exposed!"

"No!" Umbridge shouted. They ran to the entrance hall, where many people gathered. Some of them were students who returned to the castle to rest after cleaning up the Inferi, some were students who sneaked out to watch the excitement, and there were also several Ministry of Magic staff who stood at the door of the oak door.

"It's amazing." Wilky Twycross said, looking into the distance. At this time, he heard footsteps, turned around and saw Avery and Umbridge running towards them, followed by a very beautiful bird.

"Where have you been?" He immediately stood up angrily, and the dissatisfaction that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly burst out, "You two lazy cowards--" "

Get out of here!"

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

There were screams in the hallway. Some people shouted and scolded, and some looked blank, obviously confused about what was going on. But there were also seven or eight people who reacted quickly-both from the Ministry of Magic and students who had participated in the battle and were now resting-raised their wands vigilantly.

Avery thought, this is the time!

He took out a small wooden box from his chest and threw it high. The box paused slightly under the gaze of everyone, and then the lid popped 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 scanned everyone. Everyone was stunned and retreated uncontrollably, pushing and screaming. No one had the courage to look him in the face.

Although it was very incredible, it was Voldemort.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Umbridge and Avery slipped out of the hallway, as relaxed as if they were taking a walk.

Voldemort let out a high-pitched, cold laugh, and raised his wand, with green light accumulating at the tip.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a Boggart that can transform!" Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom suddenly appeared and shouted loudly. They were waiting for this moment. Frank raised his wand and shouted, "Funny, funny!"

Voldemort just waved his hand lazily, and the spell had no effect at all.

Frank was shocked. At this time, Voldemort pointed his wand at him. The huge sense of oppression made it difficult to distinguish reality. A whisper-like voice appeared in his ears, "Voldemort transformed this Boggart and fixed its state into his own image. He may have added some ingredients, but it is still a Boggart in essence. It just looks scary..."

The green light came. The scoring hourglass with red gems in the corner suddenly jumped up and blocked Frank Longbottom. The green light hit it and shattered the hourglass. The rubies were scattered all over the floor. Alice Longbottom's face was tense and she raised her wand.

Frank Longbottom quickly joined Alice and told her the situation, and hinted that Felix did not intend to show up.

"We can deal with it." He said, and the students ran into the hall. A few brave students looked back as they ran.

Felix watched for a moment and found that the Longbottoms could handle this mutant Boggart. He rushed away. He tried to reduce the number of times he took action. He had not appeared in public so far. Remus was also cooperating with him to blur his time track. Only in this way could he appear at the critical moment "just right".

Umbridge and Avery rode on their brooms. They couldn't believe their good luck. They actually escaped successfully. The two brooms quickly swept over the stone steps and flew out of the school. The professors and students halfway up the mountain saw them, but did not stop them.

"Give me the things, Umbridge, I'm the one in charge of the operation!" Avery lay on the broom, shouting as he flew.

"Dream on," said Umbridge, and she moved the broom handle to get away from him, but Avery kept coming closer. Umbridge's eyes moved desperately. She had already made up her mind that once she left the school, she would immediately perform Apparition and personally hand the things over to the Dark Lord.

There was no way, Mafalda was rescued by someone unknown, and the damn phoenix chased her too closely, so she was completely exposed.

The promise of the mysterious man to help her clear the stumbling blocks in the Ministry and help her ascend to the position of Minister of Magic naturally became empty. Now she had no choice but to turn to the mysterious man, but how to surrender was also a science. If she could personally offer him what he wanted most, she would undoubtedly become an important figure in the Death Eaters.

In this way, Avery became an obstacle...

Boom! There was a loud noise in the distance, the ground shook, Harry's body tilted, and he almost fell on Sirius. Although it was a little fuzzy, he still realized what happened. It was really a big noise -

a mountain collapsed.

Harry opened his eyes wide, stunned like everyone else, and then he saw Umbridge and Avery riding brooms in the sky from the corner of his eye.

Without thinking, he picked up the Firebolt on the ground and rushed out.

"Harry?"

Felix, who was chasing behind slowly, looked in the direction of Hogsmeade village, and secretly clicked his tongue in his heart. The fight was really fierce. Voldemort would not be killed by Dumbledore, what did he do?

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

Dumbledore can't do it, and Felix can't do it either. After repeated deliberations with Dumbledore, he finally came to a conclusion: Voldemort's purpose is very clear, that is, the Horcrux, and everything else is a decoy, and therefore the school is the top priority.

At least one of the two of them must keep an eye on the situation in the school throughout the process and be ready to provide support at any time.

But the choice of the person was not decided by the two of them, but depended on where Voldemort appeared. So when Felix found out that the people besieging the Sword Castle were just cannon fodder, he knew that Dumbledore would not be back in a short time.

Voldemort chose to delay Dumbledore. In fact, Dumbledore also wanted to delay Voldemort so that Felix could calmly guide things as they wished.

Clipping Voldemort's wings was just a matter of convenience. The most difficult thing was how to make Voldemort believe that his two Horcruxes were intact and in Dumbledore's hands. In his eyes, Dumbledore was going to die soon...

Once Voldemort accepted this "setting", with the Horcruxes in front of him, his choices would be extremely limited.

Felix and Dumbledore both liked to take the initiative. They couldn't always passively wait for opportunities and spend the next ten or twenty years on how to guard against Voldemort's conspiracy. At least Felix himself was quite unhappy.

...

"Is that the battlefield of You-Know-Who and Dumbledore?" Umbridge looked into the distance with a look of shock, and the two of them slowed down subconsciously.

"You should call the master!" Avery shouted.

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

It was that Potter!

He was flying towards them on a broom, followed by several people, but Potter was the fastest. His movements were very agile. While controlling the broom to accelerate, he shot out spells one after another. In the blink of an eye, Avery was hit by the Stunning Spell and fell off the broom.

Umbridge was horrified. She pointed her wand behind her in a panic, "Quickly imprison! Quickly imprison! Quickly-Imprison!" Then she gritted her teeth and turned the direction of the broom, flying towards the direction of Hogsmeade village. She had only one thought in her mind: to leave the anti-apparition range and seek shelter with You-Know-Who.

She had already thought about how to report it in her mind. As for Dumbledore? Don't worry at all. As long as the mysterious man still wants to get the locket and the tiara, he will do his best to protect her.

Another Stunning Spell attacked her. Although it didn't hit her, it also woke Umbridge from her sweet dream.

The haunting Potter!

She was furious. She turned around and saw that Harry was very close to her, aiming his wand at her. A silver stag flew out from the tip of the wand. Umbridge was stunned for a moment. Was Potter out of his mind? He used a Patronus on her? What was he thinking?

She was not a Dementor.

Umbridge didn't care and tried her best to speed up the flying broom. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her head, as if she was hit by something hard. Her eyes went black and she almost fell off the broom like Avery. She touched the back of her head and it was covered in blood.

"Hiss!"

Umbridge was resentful and shocked. The Patronus could actually hit people? For a moment, she wondered if she had never learned this magic before... The silver light appeared again from above her side. She hurriedly moved the broom to the side. The hoof of the Patronus stepped on her hand holding the broom handle, causing her to scream in pain and almost fall off the broom.

After she barely controlled the unruly broom, the sound of the Patronus's hooves stepping on the air sounded behind her again. Umbridge turned her head desperately. The silver stag was right above her, with its two front hooves raised high. She knew she was finished, even though she was just a little bit away from using Apparition.

"Bang!"

The Patronus was suddenly broken apart. Umbridge looked back in disbelief - Potter was not far from her, his face full of surprise. She looked past Potter and looked behind him. Snape was riding a broom, holding his wand with a murderous look on his face.

If you only look at the result, you might think it was a mistake. Snape's spell just accidentally hit Potter's Patronus, which was more of a hindrance than a help.

But Umbridge knew Snape was a spy, and she was overjoyed, flying the last distance and passing over the walls of Hogwarts.

She smelled the scent of freedom and power. Of course, she didn't care who gave her the power, as long as she could occupy a high position. She stared at the battlefield in the village of Hogsmeade in the distance, ready to use Apparition.

She hadn't tried Apparition at high speed yet, but she was confident. At least at this moment, Umbridge's desire for power and her desire to appear beside the mysterious man were completely equal.

"Horcruxes are flying." A young, gentle and calm voice said. Umbridge sounded familiar, but she didn't react for a moment. Who was talking? What was it talking about? Horcruxes? What are Horcruxes?

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

was Felix Hep!

Umbridge didn't even have time to feel fear for him, but an incredible idea came to her mind: it turns out that the tiara and locket are Horcruxes. The next moment, she completely disappeared, successfully performing Apparition to escape.

Felix silently put the locket and tiara into his pocket, "Professor Happ?!" Harry controlled the Firebolt to circle around the place where Umbridge disappeared in vain twice, and finally landed in front of him.

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

"It's a pity that Umbridge ran away." Harry looked quite regretful, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and said anxiously: "So her target is really a Horcrux? You and Headmaster Dumbledore haven't destroyed it yet?" He complained a little and said: "This is too dangerous. Fortunately, you arrived in time. If she took it away--" He shuddered, unable to imagine what would happen.

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

"What happened?" Felix asked in surprise.

Moody, Tonks, and Sirius did not speak, but glanced at Snape. Snape said coldly: "Maybe it's because my spell missed the target. It didn't hit the enemy, but hit Potter's Patronus..."

"You dare to say you didn't mean it?" Sirius stared at him.

"So that's what happened," Felix said. Everyone else was surprised by the understatement in his tone and looked at him.

Harry also stared at the professor. His psychological activities were more complicated than those of everyone present, because Snape had stopped him from entering the headmaster's office to find out what was going on, and the result was that Umbridge successfully got the Horcrux. If it weren't for Professor Happ's sudden appearance - yes, how did he appear so coincidentally?

Harry didn't say anything. Anyway, the Horcrux was not lost, but Umbridge ran away. He could accept this result. He thought of a possibility he had come up with before: that is, Snape was an undercover agent...

Felix explained: "Harry's Patronus is very special, even beyond the general Patronus. Severus doesn't know much about Patronus, and may have mistakenly thought that his spell could pass through... It should be an accident."

Snape stood there with an expressionless face, and did not explain.

After a while, Mad-Eye Moody said in a rough voice: "Let Dumbledore handle it. He is in Hogsmeade now?" He was asking Felix.

"It's a big commotion, isn't it?" Felix looked into the distance. He estimated that the battle was about to end-because of Umbridge. He secretly dug a big pit for Umbridge, and he didn't know if it would work...

Hogsmeade village.

Voldemort and Dumbledore confronted each other, and in the distance, smoke and dust were rolling towards them. There was the battlefield between the two. A mountain collapsed, and the smoke and dust were just the aftermath of the battlefield.

"Is there anything more ruthless?" Voldemort roared, "It seems that I have touched your sore spot. Is that man your brother? He is like a wild child with no one to take care of him. Look at his dirty clothes!"

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the power of the spell completely changed the terrain. Every stone, every tree, every blade of grass, and even the air was hostile to Voldemort. The attack might come from all directions. Voldemort disappeared on the spot and appeared on the other side.

He raised the snakewood stick-there was a bang, and a short and fat woman appeared from the air. Voldemort's eyes widened. It was Dolores Umbridge. Why is she here? Whether she succeeds or fails, she shouldn't be here.

"Mystery, oh-Master, save me!" Umbridge shouted, her expression ecstatic. She finally escaped, escaped from Felix Happ! But what greeted her was a pair of scarlet snake eyes. Umbridge's eyes became blank and empty, and the scenes of today, especially the past half hour, emerged like a revolving lantern:

"You are too careless! Someone is coming. I will stop them. Remember, the password is 'ruins'." Snape shouted in a low voice. Umbridge, who was disguised as Mafalda, widened her eyes and froze in place. The giant beast that blocked the way obediently jumped aside.

"Go!" Snape growled at her and pushed her into the spiral staircase.

She stumbled, panicking, while Snape straightened his robes and walked in the opposite direction...

Another scene: in the headmaster's office, Umbridge opened a drawer - Voldemort's snake-like nostrils inhaled sharply - the drawer contained the Horcruxes he had been thinking about day and night, the locket, the tiara, and even his former yew wand, along with the destroyed diary and the Gaunt ring...

Then there was a scene of Umbridge being chased by a phoenix, singing loudly and shedding golden flames.

The scene changed, she was riding on a broom, with Avery beside her. These two fools had escaped, no, with Severus' help, so smart, his undercover work could continue...The situation took a turn for the worse, Avery was shot down, and a sufficiently alternative Patronus appeared...

It was Harry Potter, the boy who lived, trying to hinder him again.

Then Voldemort heard a voice saying, "Horcruxes are flying." The tiara and locket flew out of Umbridge's pocket. He felt the same way and stretched out his hand helplessly, but it was just a memory. He was extremely depressed. The Horcrux fell into Felix Hep's hands. Who else could get it from him? He couldn't do it himself.

Voldemort realized that he had failed again and his subsequent plans were completely useless.

He disappeared without any warning and appeared in the distance. He ignored Umbridge's pleading eyes, stared at Dumbledore, and said bitterly: "Give me the tiara and locket. I know they are in your hands, Dumbledore! I swear to leave Britain immediately and never come back."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "We all know that it's an empty talk."

"You know what I can do. You can't protect everyone!" Voldemort shouted wildly, his red eyes bright and dripping. He almost lost his mind, because of the Horcrux and the loss, and he missed it; and because of the curse on Dumbledore - it was not a curse at all, but a death warrant for the two Horcruxes.

Dumbledore stared at Voldemort and whispered, "You don't think such threats will work?"

"You are the protector of Muggles. If they die in large numbers because of you--" "

I can tell who the real murderer is. If someone dies, it is undoubtedly your fault, Tom. This will only strengthen my determination to get rid of you." Dumbledore interrupted him and stared at his left hand for a while. "I have always believed that you are my responsibility. But I may not have enough time. I hope to buy time for those who come later before that..."

"You want to duel with me to the death?" Voldemort fumbled for the snakewood staff, his tone a little unexpected: "Why should I do as you wish? You're dead!"

"Oh, I'm afraid it's not up to you." Dumbledore said happily: "You might as well think of it this way. I originally left those two Horcruxes because I wanted to preserve precious relics for the school, but I didn't figure out how to separate the impurities, so I delayed it... But I'm going to die, maybe I can still hold on for another year or two? But anyway, why do I still keep them?"

Voldemort's eyes seemed to want to eat people. He stared at Dumbledore's eyes. Those blue eyes were as calm as the endless sea, and no one could shake them.

"Only the two of us?" He asked calmly.

"Only the two of us." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Hypocrisy!" Voldemort sneered, "You want to die painfully, I'm happy to send you on your way."

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, and then Voldemort suddenly raised his wand, his lips moved, and then a green light flashed. Dumbledore turned his wand lightly, and a stone turned into a shield and appeared in front of Umbridge.

The killing curse was blocked.

The spell was not aimed at Dumbledore from the beginning, but at Umbridge. She screamed belatedly, trembling and looking ashen.

"You are still nosy, Dumbledore." Voldemort said coldly.

"She will be tried by the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said solemnly.

Voldemort sneered twice, and before leaving, he did not forget to provoke: "Is that Felix Hep the heir you chose? He is more cruel than you. He wants to kill her with my hand... I don't know what you think." He left in a flash.

"Give you some time to arrange your funeral!"

Dumbledore glanced at Umbridge who was lying on the ground and sighed softly.