Hogwarts: Who made her a professor?

Chapter 481 Christmas Surprise Attack

Sirius Black and Lupin worked together to stop Mrs. Black's scathing shouts.

Belvina walked alone to the foyer and carefully opened the door to the old Blake mansion.

The visitors were Tonks and Percy, one an Auror of the Ministry of Magic and a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and the other a senior assistant to the Minister, who also had close ties with the Order of the Phoenix.

Molly was delighted to see that the visitors at night were Tonks and Percy. She liked Tonks very much and hadn't seen her son Percy in a long time.

The children were just as happy; everyone liked Tonks, and even the usually annoying Percy wasn't so bad anymore because they hadn't seen each other in a long time.

However, Belvina and Arthur, who were standing behind her, were not happy, because the two of them should be on duty at the Ministry of Magic, not in Grimmauld Place.

"Something's happened!" Percy, his face ashen, blurted out.

Upon hearing this, Belvina frowned.

Sirius, Lupin, and Basilda hurriedly ran back upstairs.

"Azkaban has been attacked by dark wizards, and the Dementors guarding it are suspected of rebelling," Percy continued.

Tonks nodded repeatedly, while the young Auror looked anxious. Azkaban was of utmost importance and could not be compromised.

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At this moment, Sirius and his two companions, who had rushed upstairs, returned to the first-floor corridor. They hurriedly put on their coats and also grabbed Belvina's and Arthur's coats.

"Bassheda, go find Professor Dumbledore immediately and tell him about Azkaban," Belvina said, taking Bassheda's coat from her.

Then, Belvina said to Arthur, "Arthur, go back to the Ministry of Magic immediately to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to break into the Department of Mysteries."

Arthur nodded, walked out of Black's old house, and disappeared with Percy into the cold Christmas night.

"Sirius, Remus, we're going to Azkaban right now," Belvina continued. "Damn it!"

I knew those despicable bastards wouldn't let anyone have a peaceful holiday!

As they spoke, Belvina and the other two walked out of Plaza Grimaud 12, and their figures disappeared instantly on the street.

The once bustling Blake mansion suddenly became deserted. Molly, with her door tightly shut, looked worried, while the children in the hallway exchanged bewildered glances.

Since Amelia Burns became Minister for Magic, the defense of Azkaban has been a central focus of the ministry, and many have speculated that she might want to eliminate the Dementors.

When Belvina took over the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, her approach was even more direct than that of Amelia, the minister. The Department of Law Enforcement kept sending reinforcements toward Azkaban, almost to the point of moving its offices to the North Sea.

Even so, Azkaban, heavily guarded, was attacked on what should have been a Christmas Eve of family reunion.

At this moment, in the North Sea, in Azkaban, the Aurors, the Strikers, and the Law Enforcers are locked in fierce combat with the Dark Wizard.

For months, Voldemort and the Death Eaters have remained largely silent, with the few skirmishes they've had revolving around the Department of Mysteries. Their silence has successfully lulled many people into a false sense of security.

The Ministry of Magic staff who had to stay in Azkaban during Christmas inevitably had some complaints. While others were singing carols around the Christmas tree, they had to stand guard in the cold North Sea, on guard against Death Eaters who might be hiding somewhere.

With grievances growing among the Ministry of Magic's staff, their work inevitably became lax. They didn't believe the Death Eaters would dare attack the heavily guarded Azkaban, and they thought that as long as the Dementors were around, Azkaban's defenses would be impregnable.

This is precisely why the Death Eaters chose to attack Azkaban on Christmas Eve; the Ministry of Magic's defenses were weakened, and those left on duty were less vigilant.

As for the Dementors, who are feared by many and considered a shield for Azkaban, they have long since secretly sided with Voldemort. If the Ministry of Magic expects the Dementors to hold their positions, they are truly delusional.

Rewind the time to a dozen minutes earlier, back to before the raid began.

Dressed in black, Lucius Malfoy stood confidently on an unnamed island in the North Sea.

As Malfoy's henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle naturally stood behind him, followed by more than twenty dark wizards and werewolves from various places.

These dark wizards who joined Voldemort's ranks included native British and foreign recruits; some were ambitious schemers, some were show-offs, and some were inherently cruel.

In short, the forces under Voldemort were extremely complex, far more so than even his most loyal Death Eaters. They were not a rabble, but at least a motley crew with limited fighting power and willpower.

However, Lucius Malfoy did not think so. He believed that the Ministry of Magic was even more incompetent than the disorganized mess under his command, and that with just a little effort, this behemoth of a Ministry of Magic would collapse.

Lucius Malfoy already envisioned himself leading the charge against Azkaban, where he would undoubtedly be rewarded by Voldemort and become the undisputed number one man after Voldemort.

Just as Malfoy was lost in his fantasy, a burning sensation came from his left forearm, and Crabbe and Goyle behind him clutched their arms in pain.

"Let's begin!" Lucius Malfoy said nonchalantly, giving the order to start the attack.

Crabbe and Goyle immediately set off with their men to attack the Ministry of Magic staff stationed around the North Sea, as planned, and personally deliver a Christmas gift to the Ministry of Magic.

The Death Eaters' raid was successful. The unprepared Ministry of Magic staff were caught off guard, and many of them were taken down by the ruthless dark wizards in just one encounter.

Almost simultaneously, all of the Ministry of Magic's temporary outposts around the North Sea were attacked. Crabbe and Goyle, Avery and Nott, along with the Caro siblings and McNeil, were all part of the Death Eaters who launched attacks from all sides, causing the Ministry of Magic to suffer repeated defeats.

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Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic staff stationed around the North Sea were all well-trained wizards. After the Aurors, Strikers, and Law Enforcement Team withstood the Death Eaters' attack, they quickly launched an effective counterattack. A small group even broke through the encirclement and sent a distress signal to the headquarters in London.

Although those around them were falling one after another, the will of the Aurors, the Strikers, and the Law Enforcement Team was not broken. They either held their ground and waited for reinforcements, or fought and retreated, maneuvering to fight the enemy.

Gradually, the Ministry of Magic's well-trained advantage became apparent, and the arrogant and fierce officers of the Enforcement Division gradually turned the tide.

On the other side, the rabble of black wizards grew increasingly impatient as they failed to break through the defenses. The deaths of those around them due to curses only added to their anxiety.

If this stalemate continues, even without the arrival of reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic, the Aurors stationed around the North Sea...

Strikers and law enforcement teams can defeat invading enemies.

Just then, Lucius Malfoy and others stepped forward.

Death Eaters were Voldemort's trusted men, and they were branded with the Dark Mark, a symbol of their identity, on their left forearms. They were Voldemort's elite force.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Nott, clad in a black robe and wearing a mask, struck ruthlessly. A deadly green light flashed, and a Ministry of Magic employee fell to the ground.

The cruel and ruthless black magic, the merciless and indifferent voice—Aurosevic, stationed here, immediately recognized the owner of the voice as the Death Eater before him who had perpetrated the bloodshed on Magnolia Road.

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious. Aurora Sevich brandished his wand and charged straight at Nott. Sevich wanted to avenge Lambert, the batter who died on Magnolia Road!

The intricately patterned mask concealed the face of the Death Eater Nott, who sneered disdainfully and unleashed a Cruciatus Curse straight at Savage's chest.

"Extremely painful!"

At another Ministry of Magic location, Amycus and Alexios Caro, also clad in black robes and masks, were extremely arrogant, laughing loudly while continuously casting the Cruciatus Curse.

Felix Ferguson, captain of the law enforcement team, immediately stepped forward to confront the Death Eaters, fighting two against one despite the danger. As captain, Felix had to hold off the ruthless Death Eater siblings, protect his team, and buy them more time.

The Death Eaters' loyalty to Voldemort was partly due to pure-blood superiority; another reason was their attraction to a more ruthless leader.

Their unwavering commitment to pure-blood supremacy and their fanaticism for dark magic led these pure-blood wizards to disregard legal restrictions and follow Voldemort, subsequently inflicting cruelty upon others in even more extreme forms.

The Unforgivable Curse was "brought to its full potential" by the Death Eaters, who used evil dark magic to cruelly commit one bloody crime after another. They wantonly slaughtered their own kind—Muggles, Muggle-born individuals, and non-pure-blood wizards, even pure-bloods.

Tonight, Christmas Eve 1995, the Death Eaters once again bared their sharp fangs after many years, resuming their bloody slaughter.

The night was filled with green light and dazzling red light. The Death Eaters, their bloodlust raging, reveled in their carnage. They were not worried at all about reinforcements from the Ministry of Magic, because they knew Voldemort was right behind them.

Black, ominous Fiendfire engulfed another temporary Ministry of Magic site around the North Sea.

"Do you like it hot or not, you bunch of useless bastards in the Ministry of Magic!" Crabbe roared madly, brandishing his wand.

On the night Voldemort summoned the Death Eaters, Voldemort said to Crabbe: You'll do a better job this time, won't you, Crabbe?

Therefore, eager to perform well, Crabbe immediately unleashed Fiery Blaze. Rolling, surging black flames mercilessly devoured everything around them, burning everything in their path to ashes.

"All curses have ended!"

The Ministry of Magic staff stationed there joined forces to cast a spell, and the dazzling golden light met the merciless black flames, slowing the rampaging fire's advance.

Some wizards joined forces to cast a universal dispelling spell to stop the Fiendfire, while others raised their wands to fight the enemy and protect their companions who were casting the dispelling spell from harm.

Lucius Malfoymore's disorganized dark wizards fled the moment the black fiend appeared, nearly a quarter of them...

Half of the people fled as the fire intensified.

Looking at Crabbe, who was standing there hot and steamy, Lucius Malfoy was about to grind his teeth to dust. How did he end up with this idiot Crabbe? — Oh, and Crabbe wasn't the only idiot. Malfoy also had Goyle by his side.

Although the black flames released by Crabbe were incredibly powerful, they could not distinguish between friend and foe and were extremely difficult to control. A slight mishap could lead to self-immolation.

Lucius Malfoy now only wanted to get out of there; he wanted to be the first to storm Azkaban and claim the credit for the night.

Just then, a clear female voice pierced the roar of the black flames engulfing everything, and dazzling golden light descended from the sky: "All curses end!"

In an instant, the surging, rolling black flames were extinguished.

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