[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

On this day, three major things happened in Hogwarts.

The golden boy Harry Potter has just been taken away by five Ministry of Magic Aurors for unknown reasons.

Sigrid Stewart, the snake flower, mistakenly took a material with sleeping properties and fell into a deep sleep.

Pink Umbridge resigned from her position as senior investigator and Defense Against the Dark Arts professor until the end of the semester, when Snape taught on her behalf.

Three major events, three seemingly unrelated people, but accidents happened at the same time. No matter how you look at it, it reveals something unusual.

Infirmary.

"Fortunately...she is really not dead!" Madam Pomfrey inspected Sleeping Beauty on the bed for a long time before saying happily.

"Albus, I didn't believe you just said she was still alive. It's incredible. She actually resisted the killing curse..." Madam Pomfrey was so excited that she was a little incoherent.

The principal and several deans surrounding the bed also breathed a sigh of relief. This girl is still so young, and her future should have unlimited possibilities. Fortunately... fortunately... Merlin really bless her.

If a student is really killed by the killing curse at Hogwarts, then Hogwarts will no longer be the best magic school.

"Why can't she wake up?" Dumbledore looked at the sleeping girl worriedly.

"This should be because the body has activated its protective mechanism. She will wake up. It may take time, but don't worry, I have completed a full body examination and there is nothing wrong with her." Madam Pomfrey was happy for her from the bottom of her heart. This was simply It's a miracle!

Dumbledore felt relieved and looked at the other two beds: "How are they?"

"Ms. Umbridge's condition is not optimistic. She has endured at least 10 consecutive stabs. If she can wake up, she will most likely have mental illness." Madam Pomfrey sighed.

"What about Potter?" Snape's obscure gaze fell on Potter on the other side.

"Harry...he used magic beyond his own capacity. His energy was exhausted and he fell into a coma. He should wake up in two days." Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry worriedly. Even if he woke up, he would not be able to escape. The fate of being sent to Azkaban!

"Thank you, madam! Please take care of them first!" Principal Dumbledore looked at Pomfrey with a gentle look, making people involuntarily trust and rely on him.

She calmed down, he was the greatest magician of our time, he would be fine!

Principal's office.

Snape and Professor McGonagall followed Dumbledore back.

As soon as the door closed, Snape couldn't hold it in any longer: "Headmaster, is this what you mean by having everything under control?"

"Sev, calm down! Now is not the time to complain." Mag couldn't help but persuade.

"I'm sorry, Sev! The gears of fate have changed since we destroyed those six Horcruxes!" Dumbledore sighed.

He no longer concealed it and told the two people about the possibility of Harry losing control: "Harry himself is the last Horcrux. The elimination of other Horcruxes gave Voldemort greater control over the only remaining one. He may have guessed The connection between Harry and himself. And Potter's wand and Voldemort's wand happen to have the same wand core..."

"Harry is a Horcrux? What does that mean?"

"Are you saying that in order to kill Voldemort, Potter must die?"

McGonagall and Snape asked almost simultaneously.

"He is a Horcrux that Voldemort himself did not expect. Voldemort's opponent can only be Harry. He will be fine." Dumbledore recalled the scene in Hall's memory again, which was a bit ridiculous. A series of movies, a book Children's books? This is his world?

It took him a long time to accept that he was just a supporting character in a children's book. Since it was an adventure story belonging to Harry Potter, let Harry end it all!

"Hmph..." Snape turned his head. What kind of credibility does this old guy have?

Professor McGonagall looked worried: "The most important thing now is what to do with Harry? The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic may be arriving at Hogwarts soon."

Now even Dumbledore doesn't know how to leave Harry in Hogwarts. This happened so suddenly! Voldemort was very cautious and used himself as bait to lure him away, leading Harry to fall into the irreversible abyss of darkness.

Dumbledore didn't answer, but just took a random candy from the candy dish and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes fell on the empty shelf. His Fawkes hadn't come back yet.

Dumbledore is still waiting for news from Fawkes, but people from the Ministry of Magic will not give Dumbledore much time.

"Albus, five Aurors went to the infirmary to look for Harry, and Minister Fudge came in person!" McGonagall got the news from the Patronus.

Almost the moment these people entered the magical realm of Hogwarts, Dumbledore had already discovered it. It came so quickly, and it was obvious who gave the instructions.

At this time, Fawkes finally flew back with the news he wanted. Dumbledore opened it, took a look, sighed, and watched the note in his hand turn to ashes.

Are you planning on taking action, Tom?

Dumbledore became serious: "Minerva, inform all members of the Order of the Phoenix to go to the Ministry of Magic and prepare to fight the Death Eaters."

"Sev, the Dark Lord will summon you soon, you know what to do!"

"What about you, Headmaster?" Snape hesitated.

"I'm afraid I have to stay at school." Dumbledore's face was calm. He was at the scene, how could Voldemort feel free to take action?

Snape felt a burning sensation in his right arm. He covered his arm and looked up at Dumbledore. Could he really believe him?

"I promise, Harry will be fine!" Dumbledore looked at Snape and solemnly promised again.

As McGonagall and Snape left, there was a knock on the office door.

"Dumbledore, it's such a pity that something like this happened to Hogwarts." Fudge said while holding back the pride and regret in his heart.

"As a principal, I have a huge responsibility."

"What happened to my senior investigator and that poor student? I'm really worried."

Fudge sat down, looking like he was going to have a long conversation. It was not difficult to imagine that Fudge would not let him out of sight until this battle was over. Dumbledore followed him and sat down. He really had nothing to do except wait. There are other ways.

--split line--

Harry Potter was sent to the Department of Mysteries, where Voldemort had been waiting for a long time, playing with the prophecy ball in his hand and sitting on the bench.

How wonderful that all the Horcruxes he had carefully prepared were wiped out, and his destined opponent was indeed forged into the most suitable Horcrux.

Voldemort tapped the tip of his wand to transport his magic power into the "Horcrux". He couldn't wait to hear what the complete prophecy was.

His body was awakened by the familiar magic, and Harry raised his heavy eyelids and met those scarlet eyes.

Voldemort!

What has he done to himself?

Harry felt like a soul outside his body, watching his body being controlled as he hurriedly caught the prophecy ball that was thrown at him.

"Potter, tell me, what did you hear?"

He couldn't refuse and repeated what the prophecy ball mentioned.

"One must die at the hands of the other, both cannot live, only one survives..." Voldemort repeated it playfully.

"I see~" He stood up and walked towards Potter, who was standing there like a servant.

"Potter, you should be honored to give your body to me!" Voldemort raised his wand.

Harry only felt that his control over his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was almost squeezed out.

No, it shouldn't be like this! Even if he fights to death, he is not willing to become Voldemort's vessel.

This determination filled him with strength for a moment, and two warm palms seemed to fall on his shoulders. He turned back blankly, as if he saw his young parents, looking at him with a smile.

"Harry, don't be afraid, we are always by your side!"

"Harry, get rid of distracting thoughts and concentrate. You can do it!"

"Count to 3, let's stop him together!"

"1...2...3, except your weapons!"

The wand in Harry's hand emitted more light than ever before, and powerful magic shot at Voldemort, actually forcing him to take several steps back.

The smile on Voldemort's face began to be ferocious: "Very good Potter, you can still resist!"

His eyes showed the excitement before killing: "Since you don't want to be me, then it's the same thing if you die!"

"Ah-va-da!" Voldemort raised his wand as he was determined to win.

Outside the door, members of the Order of the Phoenix were already fighting with the Death Eaters guarding the Department of Mysteries.

Evil curses were flying and colliding in the air, and the two parties were fighting fiercely.

While dealing with Bella's vicious spell, Sirius kept an eye on the closed door of the Department of Mysteries.

With every minute that passed, his godson was one step closer to death. They had been attacking for 20 minutes without breaking through the door. Do they have to watch his godson die in front of him again?

Bella, who finally caught the loophole, licked her lips with her tongue in excitement and grinned: "Cousin, you will regret being distracted in front of me!"

"A-va-da" Bella showed no mercy to her cousin.

However, before the spell was finished, Bella suddenly stopped and looked at her left arm with disbelief on her face.

Disappeared……

She lost contact with the Dark Mark given by her master...

The master is dead?

Thinking of that possibility, Bella cut off her thoughts and couldn't think about it, this was impossible!

The other Death Eaters hesitated almost as briefly as Bella. How could the master lose to Potter who was carried in? How could he die? ? ?

"Everyone is petrified!" A spell struck Bella from behind. She was so distracted that she fell straight down with "I don't believe it" written all over her face.

Lucius Malfoy took back his wand and nodded politely to Sirius who looked over, but the other party didn't appreciate it.

On the other side, Snape also pointed his wand at the biggest hidden danger - Barty Jr. when the restraint on his arm disappeared.

Lupine, who was retreating after being attacked by Barty Jr., showed a grateful smile, but Snape tossed his hair, leaving him with a lonely back.

The other Death Eaters saw the two companions rebelling on the spot and the two most loyal companions being subdued. They were still worried about their master's situation. For a while, the Order of the Phoenix had the upper hand.

After subduing the last few Death Eaters, everyone turned their attention to the door and glanced at each other to consider who would go in first. However, Snape had already walked quickly to the door and opened it.

It was so quiet inside that nothing could be heard. This made Snape a little anxious. He sped up and poked inside, and finally found the two people lying on the ground.

Potter's face was pale and he looked like a dead man. He ignored the Dark Lord on the other side and squatted down to feel Potter's breathing with his trembling index finger.

After a few breaths, he sat on the ground regardless of losing his composure, gasping for air...

Moody limped to the other side and knelt down to examine Voldemort's body. Then he took out the butterbeer from his pocket and took a sip: "I can't believe... I actually died like this..."

At first, Dumbledore told him with certainty: "The only one who can defeat Voldemort is Harry Potter." He thought the old man was confused, but now it seemed that the old man was hiding too many secrets from them.

Aurors and staff from the Ministry of Magic finally rushed over to clean up the scene after the two sides decided the winner. At the same time, the news that Voldemort was defeated by Harry Potter was conveyed by them in a very short time.