Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

A few nights later, a line appeared on Lockhart's note: The Department of Mysteries has been invaded, hurry to the headquarters for a meeting.

Immediately aware that Voldemort was ready to take the prophecy ball, he left the office, went to the headmaster's office door, took out the note, and the door opened. The door of the headmaster's office is for ordinary people to speak in secret, but they can enter directly with the note given by Dumbledore.

"Mr. Headmaster, why haven't you slept yet?" Lockhart asked in surprise. "Did you know something was going to happen tonight."

Dumbledore raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm making a itinerary of all the places that Voldemort might have been to, and I can't sleep until twelve o'clock."

"..."

"Here, come on over." Dumbledore handed Lockhart the kettle. "Don't let them wait for you."

Lockhart took the kettle, activated the door key, and after spinning around, he arrived at the Order of the Phoenix. There were already lights and discussions in the conference room.

"What's the matter? Is the prophecy ball okay?" Lockhart sat down and asked quickly.

"Don't be nervous, Gilderoy, it's all right." Tonks reassured him.

"Well, it's okay, the Ministry of Magic cast a spell on the prophecy ball, and only the person involved can pick it up," Arthur explained. "Obviously, You-Know-Who dare not come to the Ministry of Magic by himself."

"What happened then."

"Emeline Vance was in charge of the vigil tonight, and then unknown people broke into the Department of Mysteries. When she went to check, she saw a masked person leaving with a door key." Arthur replied.

"She is still guarding over there, and she will notify us immediately if anything happens," Lupin added.

Lockhart's mood suddenly became heavy, "This shows that the Ministry of Magic is easy to be invaded."

"It's inevitable, Gilderoy, there's too much traffic," Tonks said.

"Be lucky, Gilderoy, fortunately, the Department of Mysteries cannot be entered through the door key." Black said.

"I guess this time it's just stepping on the spot, and the next time it's real," Lupin said. "Do you know who it is, it must be someone from the Ministry of Magic."

Arthur shook his head helplessly: "You know, the Department of Mysteries should be left unguarded at night, and I can't even report to the people above that I saw someone break into the Department of Mysteries, because I shouldn't be there, let alone. Forget the investigation."

"So, what can we do?" Lockhart asked. "Maybe take that prophecy ball away?"

"Harry will have to come then," Black said.

"What's the secret of that prophecy ball?"

"I guess there is no secret, but it can't be easily taken away by the mysterious man, we have to make full use of this opportunity." Moody knocked on the table, "the mysterious man sent someone to get the prophecy ball, it must be possessed On someone else, you can't take it away, and the person possessed is definitely not an unknown person, and he must have some strength himself."

"That's right, and it's most likely someone who's buried in the Ministry of Magic," Arthur said, "and most likely not an ordinary staff member."

Lupin understood immediately what Moody meant. "You mean, we used the Prophecy Ball as bait to kill the spies that Death Eaters and You-Know-Who got into the Ministry of Magic?"

"Great idea!" Blake exclaimed.

"So," Lockhart remembered, "the fireplace was connected last time Arthur said? And the port key to the Ministry of Magic?"

"That's right, and it's Fireplace No. 1, pretty close to the Department of Mysteries."

"That's easy, Arthur, you continue to work with Tonks and the others to keep watch over the Department of Mysteries," Moody commanded, "if anything happens, tell Dumbledore with a note, and then we immediately use the fireplace and The door key enters the field to besieged."

"What if the You-Know-Who came in person?" said Lupin uneasily.

Moody glanced at Lupin, "Dumbledore didn't tell you when he gave you that note, tearing up the note means rescue is needed. Will he find a way to get to the scene?"

"He didn't tell me! No, but how did the Ministry of Magic explain it to them?" Lockhart said dissatisfiedly, "We are making such a big deal on their territory."

"I never worry about that sort of thing," Black said dismissively. "I position myself as Dumbledore's thug."

"..." Lockhart was speechless, looking at Moody, "What do you think."

"It's best to leave the field as soon as possible. If not, let Dumbledore explain it." Moody actually said the same.

"Okay, then I'm Dumbledore's thug." Lockhart was helpless.

Moody stood up: "Well, that's it, let's go back and get ready."