Because later news came that there were only two Death Eaters in Little Whinging and Privet Drive from the beginning, the two who were led away by Tonks...or rather, they were not even Death Eaters.

After everyone left, Tonks returned to Privet Drive with a few Aurors and arrested them. No Death Eaters came to help.

Through interrogation, it was learned that they were in Cornwall a few days ago, and later because of their admiration for Voldemort, they wanted to join the Death Eaters.

Monitoring Harry Potter was the first task they received. In other words, these two people were just cannon fodder. They knew nothing and didn't even know who to report to when they discovered any sudden situation.

Because no one had contacted them since they came to Privet Drive.

No wonder everyone was safe and sound, the Death Eaters hadn't even gone there... Whether it was planning a route or using the portkey to return, it was all a battle of wits with the air.

Now it wasn't just Kyle, everyone else also noticed something was wrong. The originally lively atmosphere suddenly became quiet after Tonks finished speaking, and everyone was thinking about something.

“Isn’t this wonderful?”

Ron didn't take it seriously and said happily, "It means the fake news we spread worked. The You-Know-Who must have thought we wouldn't take Harry away until the 30th."

Mundungus nodded beside him and thought the same thing. In his opinion, as long as there was no danger, it was good enough. Why bother about other things?

But no one responded to him except Mundungus.

Because almost everyone present had dealt with Death Eaters, they knew very well that if Voldemort really wanted to attack Harry, there would be no sign of anything until now.

Even if they are deceived by the false information released in advance, they will react immediately in a short period of time.

After all, Death Eaters are just bad, not stupid.

It is now half an hour away from the end of the operation. If their ability to react was really this slow, they would have been captured by the Ministry of Magic and kept as companions of the Dementors.

"Anyway, it's good that Harry is safe." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Mrs. Weasley said quickly.

She glanced at the time, "Oh my god, is it that late already? I guess you're all starving?"

Then she took everyone to the restaurant and prepared to divert everyone's attention with dinner.

But before that, she had no mood to prepare dinner, and time was a bit tight if she wanted to make it now, so she could only make some simple sandwiches.

But no one had much appetite. Mr. Weasley, Kingsley, Mad-Eye Moody and other adults sat there, drinking one glass after another, with the same worry in their eyes.

Although nothing was said, Kyle knew what they were thinking.

...Dumbledore.

The Death Eaters gave up their actions here only because there were more important reasons, such as besieging the lone Dumbledore.

Now that Dumbledore is abroad and has almost no help, it is also the best opportunity to kill him.

As long as he could be killed, Voldemort would be completely without an opponent. When he makes a comeback, he can walk around here freely. He no longer needs to worry about anything, whether it is controlling the Ministry of Magic or attacking Hogwarts.

From this perspective, it really doesn't seem to matter what happens to Harry.

…

To be honest, Kyle really wanted to help, but he had no idea where Dumbledore had gone, and neither did Professor McGonagall or anyone else in the Order of the Phoenix.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that Dumbledore still has Fawkes with him.

The Phoenix can help Dumbledore resist the Killing Curse once, and can also take him away from the battlefield instantly in a critical moment. Even if he really can't win, escaping will definitely be no problem... I hope so.

I don't know why, but Kyle suddenly thought of Nurmengard again...

He shook his head, picked up a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth, trying to calm himself down.

If Voldemort really went to Nurmengard, there would be no need to worry. Grindelwald and Dumbledore could work together to hang all the Death Eaters, including Voldemort, on the tower as decorations.

Thinking of this, Kyle took a deep breath and started eating dinner.

But the others were still not in the mood. A bottle of Firewhisky was quickly finished. Sirius was about to open the second bottle, but was stopped by Mr. Weasley. He shook his head and said, "Forget it. We need to stay sober."

Sirius had no choice but to give up.

What he said made sense. No matter what the Death Eaters' plan was, they had to stay awake to deal with whatever might happen at any time.

Since you can't drink alcohol, you can only use beverages instead. Hot cocoa, pumpkin juice, milk and the like were all brought out.

Everyone sat at the dining table, but no one knew what they were waiting for. It could be Dumbledore, or it could be someone else, but no one took the initiative to ask for information.

As time passed, some bad guesses weighed on their hearts like a severe frost, and the cold chill became more and more unbearable.

Until a frivolous voice came from behind them.

"You guys are really leisurely."

Phineas Black appeared in his portrait at some point, looking at everyone leisurely.

"Hurry up, is there any news?" Sirius asked anxiously.

From a very early stage, the portrait of Phineas acted as an informant, passing on information from Dumbledore to members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Is this your attitude towards your great-great-grandfather?" Phineas was very dissatisfied with Sirius' attitude and refused to speak with a stern face.

"Hurry up!" Sirius said impatiently, "Or I'll throw away your portrait. Even if you use a permanent sticking charm, I can still tear down the whole wall. You know I mean what I say."

"What a prodigal son! How could the Black family produce an outlier like you!" Phineas's face became even uglier, but in order not to leave the ancestral home, he still said with a straight face: "That Fudge is dead!"

The room fell silent again, but Kyle didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that a few people looked relieved, as if they were glad that the news was not what they imagined.

Only Hermione looked incredulous.

"You mean the Minister of Magic?" she nearly screamed.

"Why, wasn't I clear enough?" Phineas raised his eyebrows. "Then let me say it again. Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge was killed by Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic."

"Okay, shut up, we understand." Sirius interrupted him again. Phineas looked at him with disgust, and then said in a mocking tone: "Just an hour ago, the Ministry of Magic was attacked by a large number of Death Eaters. With the help of an insider, they found Fudge hiding in the office and killed him.

"I thought you already knew that."

No one paid attention to his tone.

Wasn't it just an hour ago when they rescued Harry?

Now everything is clear.

The Death Eaters had planned it from the beginning. They arranged two cannon fodders to come to Privet Drive to make the Order of the Phoenix think that they wanted to attack Harry.

But in reality their target was the Minister of Magic.

It was a good plan to rush into the unguarded Ministry of Magic and kill Fudge while everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was paying attention to Harry.

Although Fudge was not a very good person, his identity represented the Ministry of Magic. His death was undoubtedly a major blow to the wizarding world.

Not to mention that there are many other important personnel in the Ministry of Magic... the Department of Magical Transportation which controls the Floo Network, Apparition and Portkeys, and the Department of Law Enforcement which makes the rules. It can be said that if the Ministry of Magic is in chaos, the entire wizarding world will be in chaos.

More importantly, the Ministry of Magic is also an important channel for communication with foreign countries. If the news of Fudge's murder were to get out, they would be completely disgraced.

"Damn Death Eaters!"

Kingsley was the first to react. As an Auror, he only felt a burning pain on his face, as if he was slapped by someone, and immediately rushed out the door.

Then Tonks, Moody, and Mr. Weasley left.

Before, they all thought that the Death Eaters disappeared in order to deal with Dumbledore, so no one wanted to be the first to know the news of Dumbledore's death in battle. They all waited here, but they didn't expect the result to be like this.

"It doesn't matter." Mrs. Weasley managed to pull the corners of her mouth and said to the rest of the people, "At least we know that the Death Eaters did not go to besiege Dumbledore, right?"

Yes, although the Death Eaters gave everyone a big, loud slap in the face, fortunately it was not the worst result they had imagined, which was why some people subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief just now.

“I’ll go check it out too,” Kyle said.

"And me."

"I'm going too!"

Fred and George obviously thought of Cedric as well and followed immediately.

"I want to go too," said Harry.

"No!" Mrs. Weasley grabbed him, "You'd better stay here. It's the only safe place."

Harry felt his stomach churning and was in a terrible mood. It was because of his safety that the Order of the Phoenix ignored the Ministry of Magic, which led to the attack by Death Eaters.

He didn't know what happened or how many people died, but there was nothing he could do.

Harry rubbed his forehead. The scar was stinging again, and it had been a long time since he felt this painful.

"And if the Death Eaters haven't left yet, I can go over and help..."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry tightly, as if to comfort him, and as if to comfort herself, "It's okay, your safety is equally important, they will be fine."

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Soon, he, Hermione, Ron and Ginny, the students who had not yet left to graduate, were the only ones left in the room, with Mrs. Weasley guarding the door to prevent them from sneaking out.

"I don't understand why Kyle can leave but we can't!" Harry said angrily.

"I think Kyle has graduated." Hermione whispered.

"How about using the invisibility cloak?" Ron suggested, "Mom won't be watching all the time. We can just put on the invisibility cloak and sneak out..."

"Don't even think about it!" Ginny glared at him. "If Harry is in danger at the Ministry of Magic, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

"Yeah," said Hermione, "at least now we have Harry saved."

It's my own safety...

Listening to their words, Harry felt even more uncomfortable in his stomach. The pumpkin juice he had just drunk seemed to have turned into countless fists, pounding his stomach again and again.

…

At the same time, Kyle and the Weasley brothers left number 12 Grimmauld Place and in order not to expose their location, they quickly ran to another street before using Apparition to arrive at the Ministry of Magic.

The telephone booth at the entrance had been overturned and smashed to pieces.

Fortunately, they were going to another entrance, an old record store.

This is the staff entrance of the Ministry of Magic. There is a boss named Rhodes, who is also a wizard, but he is not in the store at the moment.

The few of them didn't care and went straight to a cabinet.

Kyle stepped forward, "I'm the Senior Minister's Assistant, and I need to go to the Ministry of Magic now."

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic." A cold female voice came from the record player next to it.

Then the cabinet opened with a click, revealing the passage behind it.

The three of them ran in immediately.

The hall of the Ministry of Magic was in chaos. Groans and cries for help could be heard everywhere. Several healers were running around, treating the wounds of the wounded urgently.

The golden statue, which had just been repaired, was broken again, and the golden fragments were scattered all over the ground.

"How is it, Cedric is not here?" Fred asked anxiously.

"No." Kyle said after looking around.

"It's okay." George said softly, "Maybe he's not here. After all, it was time to get off work an hour ago. Maybe he has already gone home."

"Yeah." Fred nodded.

Although he said so, he knew in his heart that due to the many things caused by the Death Eaters recently, the Ministry of Magic no longer had any so-called off-get off work time.

There was silence for a while.

"The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures is on the fourth floor," Fred said suddenly.

"good."

Without any extra words, Kyle and George immediately understood what he meant and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Fortunately, the elevator is still usable.

But because there were so many people, the place was already surrounded by people, including therapists and people who had received the news and rushed here.

"We can't go on like this. We have to find another way."

“Take the stairs,” Kyle said.

But when they reached the stairs, they found that it had been blocked by huge rocks that had fallen from the upper floors.

Several people were using blasting spells, trying to blast a passage, but with little success.

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"

Kyle took out his wand. Instead of using the blasting spell, he used the Transfiguration spell, turning the boulder into a crup.

The crup ran merrily to the side, and in an instant the staircase was open.

"Can the Transfiguration Charm be used like this?" Fred said with a blink.

"What else?" Kyle said, "It's better than using a blasting spell."

"Oh, that's amazing."

Just as the three of them were running up the stairs quickly, a voice suddenly came from behind them, "But not everyone can deform such a big stone."

Kyle didn't even turn his head. Because he was worried about Cedric, he didn't pay attention to the man behind him.

But the other party continued to talk incessantly.

"It's really amazing that you can do this at your age. Why do I feel that you look familiar? Do you also work in the Ministry of Magic?"

"But if you ask me, my son can definitely do it. He is transporting the wounded right now and insisted that I go to help somewhere else."

"Oh yeah, are you two the Weasley kids? How's Arthur?"

Hearing Mr. Weasley's name finally brought Kyle back to his senses. He suddenly realized that the other party's voice seemed a little familiar.

Kyle stopped suddenly and turned around to see a tall man with a short brown beard following them.

"Mr. Diggory?" Kyle looked at him incredulously. "Why is it you?"

"Oh, Kyle." Amos Diggory was also surprised, "It turned out to be you, no wonder I felt you looked so familiar just now."

Then he also recognized Fred and George, "Sure enough, when I saw your hair, I knew you were the Weasley children. How are Arthur and Chris? Are they okay?"

"They're all fine." Fred smacked his lips. "Mr. Diggory, where's Cedric..."

"Ced, he's escorting some seriously injured people to St. Mungo's," Amos Diggory said. "As you can see, only some simple treatment can be done here."

"Is he all right?" George asked.

"Ah, it's okay." Mr. Diggory waved his hand and said in a low voice: "Although it's a bit inappropriate to say this, when the Death Eaters attacked the Ministry of Magic, we were lucky enough to be at Borg's house, dealing with his magically transformed animals."

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(End of this chapter)