The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott suspected he would only see the final result.

But it's not without hope.

After all, Voldemort also sent out Dementors. If he planned to have the Dementors participate in the battle, he would also need to wait for them to fly a long distance to reach London.

The short hour suddenly felt unbearable.

Scott couldn't help but frequently take out his pocket watch to check the time, and unknowingly drank several cups of tea. Just when he couldn't help but want to go to the toilet, Rimbaud's message finally arrived.

After the communication was established, Scott was greeted by a magical sight.

Rimbaud himself does not appear in the picture; the mirror reflects a view of the city from above.

At this point, London in the picture has become a veritable foggy city.

Everything was shrouded in thick fog; in the vast white expanse, all the tall buildings became blurry shadows.

Strangely, a small area in the city center was not covered by the thick fog and remained clearly visible in the footage.

That's where the Ministry of Magic is located.

Rimbaud's voice came through.

"I'm flying in the sky right now. London is shrouded in thick fog, and the Muggles have all gone home."

"It seems this is the Ministry of Magic's pre-war preparation."

Scott speculated.

"Use a dense fog that obscures visibility and a Muggle banishment spell to conceal the impending war."

To his relief, the war had not yet begun, and neither side had even shown up.

“I decided to move closer and let the other crows set up ‘eyes’ around there,” Rimbaud said.

"Be careful."

Scott offered a reminder.

Rimbaud responded and began to act.

To avoid being detected, it first flew into the thick fog.

Then, he descended and flew through the buildings, landing in a building next to the Ministry of Magic.

Rimbaud finally stopped on the windowsill of the third floor of that building.

"The crows have already gone to make the arrangements."

"Rambo said in a low voice."

"But I can't guarantee they won't be discovered. Anyway, I hope they succeed."

Scott tapped the mirror a few times with his finger, and soon the "eyes" around the Ministry of Magic began to light up one after another.

Under Rimbaud's arrangement, these monitoring points were set up around the Ministry of Magic building on the ground floor, mostly located on the third or fourth floors of the surrounding buildings.

That's enough.

Scott told Rimbaud.

"Let the crows scatter. You can leave your 'eyes' behind and keep your distance."

“It’s alright, I’ve already entered the room through the slightly ajar window,” Lambo said.

Scott kept switching between surveillance camera angles.

"Strange, since you've been here for so long, the Dementors should have arrived by now..."

"what?"

"Oh, they've appeared."

Just then, blurry figures began to appear one after another in the thick fog around them.

They quickly emerged from the fog, gradually approaching the Ministry of Magic and surrounding the entire building.

Voldemort then walked up to the red telephone booth leading to the Ministry of Magic.

Scott frowned and quickened his pace in switching perspectives.

"No, the numbers are wrong, those guys..."

All those appearing in the scene are Death Eaters; the dark creatures, including Dementors, are nowhere to be seen.

Did they hide in the fog as an ambush, or did they go somewhere else directly?

Scott tapped his fingers rapidly, quickly editing his observations into a message and sending it to Dumbledore.

Just then, Dumbledore led a group of people out of the building's main entrance.

Scott even saw him take out his [Magic Phone] to check messages.

Dumbledore glanced down at the [magic phone] in his hand, then turned to Professor Moody and said something. Professor Moody immediately began speaking to the others.

Upon seeing Dumbledore appear, Voldemort stopped in his tracks as he entered the red telephone booth and looked up to meet Dumbledore's gaze as he stood on the steps.

“This place is very well prepared, Dumbledore.”

"Voldemort said in a hoarse voice."

"It seems our plan has been exposed."

At this point, he smiled calmly.

"As expected of Dumbledore, even I didn't expect that you could actually plant a spy among my Death Eaters."

Voldemort's blood-red eyes swept over the Death Eaters around him.

"So, who is it?"

Those who saw him couldn't help but lower their heads, and no one showed anything unusual.

"Perhaps it's some werewolf, or a vampire; they're never trustworthy, my master."

Old Malfoy spoke respectfully to Voldemort.

“The Death Eaters are your loyal servants and would never betray you.”

"Yes Master."

Snape also stepped forward at the opportune moment, continuing along the lines of old Malfoy.

"Dumbledore recruited a werewolf last year to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts."

“It’s alright, Lucius, Severus.”

Voldemort did not get angry; he looked at the people who came out of the Ministry of Magic.

"Even if they were prepared, it wouldn't change the outcome."

As he spoke, he casually waved his wand.

In an instant, all the paving stones on the sidewalk in front of the building's entrance flew up and flew towards Dumbledore and his companions at an extremely fast speed.

His sudden action was like a signal, and all the wizards present immediately joined the fray.

Not only at the main entrance, but also the Death Eaters surrounding the sides and back used spells to break through the glass windows, attempting to break into the building.

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and the members of the Order of the Phoenix fought back and pushed them back.

Of course, the battle at the main gate was the most intense.

The confrontation between Dumbledore and Voldemort, in particular, was intense from the very beginning.

Sweeping torrents, overwhelming flames, deadly curses, strange and unknown magic—all sorts of methods emerged in their hands.

In addition, their masterful use of the surrounding environment caused the scope of their battle to expand, even severely encroaching on the fighting space of others.

The other wizards from both sides who were originally standing nearby had to retreat further and further away, completely handing over the battlefield to them.

Despite watching this extremely dangerous and incredibly exciting battle, Scott was unable to concentrate.

The fact that Voldemort's forces had not yet emerged was a constant source of anxiety for him.

The war has now reached a stalemate. If Voldemort wants to win, the best thing he should do is to commit the rest of his forces to the battlefield.

But the reality is that those guys never actually got involved, unless…

Just then, Scott received a communication from Professor Frivy.

"Scott, inform Albus that Hogwarts is under attack!"

Professor Flitwick's shrill voice rang out, and Scott immediately understood Voldemort's plan—

He personally intervened, keeping Dumbledore, the Order of the Phoenix, and most of the Ministry of Magic's forces tied down in London, while sending another part of his men to besiege Hogwarts.

His target is definitely still Harry.

"Dumbledore is at the Ministry of Magic, Professor. There's a war going on there too, and Dumbledore is fighting Voldemort!"

"Oh!"

Professor Flitwick screamed.

"The protective magic of Hogwarts Castle is in Albus's hands; Minerva can only mobilize a portion of its power!"

"I'll be right back, Professor!"

With that, Scott hung up the communication, put away the [Magic Mirror], activated the door key on his wrist, and returned to the crow territory in the forest.

The moment his feet touched the ground, he completed his Animagus transformation, becoming a peregrine falcon and soaring into the sky, flying towards Hogwarts Castle at top speed.

Before long, he saw the familiar castle in the distance, and Dementors flying and circling above it.

At this moment, Hogwarts Castle was shrouded in a huge hemispherical silver magical barrier, and battles were taking place in all directions outside the barrier.

The battle in the Forbidden Forest was the most intense.

Several enormous giants were leading a group of ogres in battle against the centaur tribe and the Thestrals.

The Thestrals seem to be doing alright; at least they can fly. But the centaurs are having a tough time in the fight.

Although they could outmaneuver their enemies with their greater agility and speed, their arrows could only barely harm the giants, and their damage to the giants was like a tickle.

The giants swung their enormous weapons wildly, easily smashing down trees and causing the ground to shake violently when they hit the ground.

Scott, high in the sky, decisively transformed back into human form and used his cloak to float in the air.